What’s Up Wednesday {03.27.24}

Happy last Wednesday of the month! Just one day before our little Aidan surprised us a year ago with his appearance! Ahhhh…I just can’t even believe it.

As always, I’m linking up with Shay and Sheaffer to share with you what’s going on in our life!

1: WHAT WE’RE EATING THIS WEEK: We had a favorite of Nathan and minethis week: Chicken Tikka Masala. The boys like the naan bread. Just a complete shock, I’m sure, for all of you that have had young kids. Nothing but carbs.

We’re also having salmon this week and Sausage Vodka Pasta for Aidan’s birthday.

2: WHAT I’M REMINISCING ABOUT:

I have so many feelings about our last little boy turning one. It truly doesn’t feel possible that it’s been a year with our baby Aidan. He’s just the sweetest, calmest baby.

Watching Harrison really become so protective of Aidan has been so fun, and Jonathan learning the ropes of big brotherhood – which as this point means having the patience of Job when it comes to Aidan messing up whatever you’re trying to play with.

The day Harrison and Jonathan met their little brother in the hospital will forever be one of my most favorite memories of all. How proud they were of their little bro. Just all of the heart eyes for my boys.

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Friday Favorites {03.22.24}

Our littlest baby is turning one next week. This snuck up on me like you wouldn’t believe. It feels like a minute ago he surprised us all coming three weeks early. It doesn’t feel possible that my last baby will officially not be a baby anymore in less than a week. It’s hard for me to adequately put into words how surreal that is for me.

But we’ll save birthday celebrations until then…and for now, I hope you guys have a great Friday and a fun weekend ahead!

This spring planter turned out just gorgeous. Better than I could have ever imagined or dreamt up. I’m completely obsessed with the dusty pinks, bright yellows, and mossy greens. It is absolutely STUNNING.

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Let’s Look…At What’s in Our Grocery Carts

Hi all! For those on spring break, I hope you had a great one! We didn’t go anywhere, but I used the good weather to get a lot of client’s seasonal spring planters done. Wow – it feels so good to be out working in the dirt again!

Today is another edition of Let’s Look!

In January, we shared a peek into how we clean our closets.

Last month, I shared the little things I do each day.

And this month, I’m sharing the things you can *almost* always find in my grocery cart.

I thought it was funny because I never take a picture of my grocery cart, but I just happened to take this picture a few weeks back when I was at Trader Joe’s…

How convenient that this ended up being the prompt for this month!

I go grocery shopping once a week. Generally, I will put in an online order on a Thursday for pantry staples and meat for the week. And then I go to one other grocery store for produce because I don’t trust anyone else picking out our produce, and anything that was out for our online order.

There are the ALWAYS, every single week, I’m buying items…

  • Bread – And I’ve apparently created little bread snobs because they will ONLY eat one type of bread.
  • Yogurt – The kids have a yogurt with breakfast every single morning.
  • Milk – I’m about to add another milk drinker to our house as Aidan transitions over to whole milk, and I already can’t believe the amount of milk we go through in a week. At least a full gallon or more – and everyone warns me it’s only going to get worse!
  • Fruit. When it comes to in between meal snacking, we always allow our kids to eat fruit or vegetables. And they always pick fruit. Strawberries, blueberries, oranges, bananas, pineapple, watermelon….we go through a lot of fruit. And of course they prefer berries because that’s what really hits our pocketbook.

Aside from these things, you can usually find in my cart…

Some type of cheese. Shredded cheese, sliced cheese for sandwiches, block cheese for making cheese and crackers. There’s almost always cheese involved every week.

Crackers. We roll through crackers in this house because they’re any easy to grab snack that isn’t completely unhealthy.

A salad mix. And it gets eaten 50% of the time. And the other 50%, I throw it away and replace it with a new one the following week with the intention of having it for lunch.

And lastly, if I’m at Trader Joe’s, you can guarantee that there’s flowers in my cart. Whether it’s a fresh bouquet or, in this case, a potted plant. I can’t resist their blooms!

What are your grocery staples? Have they changed over the years depending upon your kids’ ages?

Friday Favorites {03.08.24}

Happy, happy Friday, friends! This is our last weekend before spring sports and activities starts up. I’m itching to get out to the garden center and get some spring planters done at our house and clients’ houses, so they’ll be ready for Easter. Hope you all have a great weekend planned!

While baby Aidan was home sick earlier this week, we used the time to change out our decor to add some SPRING to our house.

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Pushing the Easy Button on Meal Planning

We were out on a date night recently, and Nathan brought up meal planning. Mostly, he brought up the fact that he only gets the meals that he really likes once every six months or so. For many, many years, I was building my recipe repertoire. And now, I have a trove of recipes that I know my family loves.

But for some reason, I keep searching for new recipes. So much so that I usually try one new recipe a week.

This conversation coincided with a parallel conversation of “I have too much on my plate right now, and I feel stressed.” Anybody else feel like this conversation is continuous?! Never ending….

So Nathan said, “Listen. All I’m asking is that we get our favorite meals once quarterly.”

That next Monday I sat down and made a list. A winter/fall recipe list, and a summer/spring list. And you know what? I’m taking “trying new recipes” off of my to do list for awhile until I have more capacity. Now, I go to my spreadsheet, pick three random meals from the list, and those are the three meals we have that upcoming week.

I mark them off, and then they are off of the possibilities until we’ve made it all the way through our recipe list.

It sounds so simple…and yet, I spend so much less time meal planning now.

Tell me, do you have a list of go-to recipes and just cook from that list? How often do you try a new recipe?

Winter 2024 Book Recap

My last book recap was in the Fall, and since then, I’ve read six books! One of them has the makings of a new classic, it was that good. I had some thrillers, some fluff, and some memoirs. So, let’s get into it! And tell me in the comments if you’ve read any of these, too! I’d love to know what you thought of them.

The Housemaid by Freida McFadden

“Welcome to the family,” Nina Winchester says as I shake her elegant, manicured hand. I smile politely, gazing around the marble hallway. Working here is my last chance to start fresh. I can pretend to be whoever I like. But I’ll soon learn that the Winchesters’ secrets are far more dangerous than my own…

Every day I clean the Winchesters’ beautiful house top to bottom. I collect their daughter from school. And I cook a delicious meal for the whole family before heading up to eat alone in my tiny room on the top floor.

I try to ignore how Nina makes a mess just to watch me clean it up. How she tells strange lies about her own daughter. And how her husband Andrew seems more broken every day. But as I look into Andrew’s handsome brown eyes, so full of pain, it’s hard not to imagine what it would be like to live Nina’s life. The walk-in closet, the fancy car, the perfect husband.

I only try on one of Nina’s pristine white dresses once. Just to see what it’s like. But she soon finds out… and by the time I realize my attic bedroom door only locks from the outside, it’s far too late.

But I reassure myself: the Winchesters don’t know who I really am.

They don’t know what I’m capable of…

I could not put this down. That is, I was looking for every last single free spot in my day to pop in my AidPods and see how this would go down. And wow, I did not see it coming. Not at all. After finishing it, I immediately added the next two books to my want to read list!

A Killer’s Wife by Victor Methos

Fourteen years ago, prosecutor Jessica Yardley’s husband went to prison for a series of brutal murders. She’s finally created a life with her daughter and is a well-respected attorney. She’s moving on. But when a new rash of homicides has her ex-husband, Eddie, written all over them—the nightmares of her past come back to life.

The FBI asks Jessica to get involved in the hunt for this copycat killer—which means visiting her ex and collaborating with the man who tore her life apart.

As the copycat’s motives become clearer, the new life Jessica created for herself gets darker. She must ask herself who she can trust and if she’s capable of stopping the killer—a man whose every crime is a bloody valentine from a twisted mastermind she’s afraid she may never escape.

If you’re a thriller lover, this is another GREAT one. (Am I thriller book lover now?!) I was so caught up in trying to figure this one out. The main character was so interesting to me: her backstory, the way that she acted, her strength. I was very very into it. Until we found out who the killer was, and then it got a little boring for me. The trial part of the book was just mediocre, in my opinion.

One in a Millennial by Kate Kennedy

One In a Millennial is an exploration of pop culture, nostalgia, the millennial zeitgeist, and the life lessons learned (for better and for worse) from coming of age as a member of a much-maligned generation.

Kate is a pop culture commentator and host of the popular millennial-focused podcast Be There in Five. Part-funny, part-serious, Kate navigates the complicated nature of celebrating and criticizing the culture that shaped her as a woman, while arguing that great depths can come from surface-level interests.

With her trademark style and vulnerability, One In a Millennial is sharp, hilarious, and heartwarming all at once. She tackles AOL Instant Messenger, purity culture, American Girl Dolls, going out tops, Spice Girl feminism, her feelings about millennial motherhood, and more. Kate’s laugh-out-loud asides and keen observations will have you nodding your head and maybe even tearing up.

I’ve listened to Kate Kennedy’s podcast (Be There in Five) on and off for a couple of years. While the ability to properly articulate how millennial culture shaped my world view and view of myself has evaded me for years, Kate seems to have a knack for analyzing our collective millennial upbringing and bring order and words to its impact on why millennials are the way they are. From the desperate need to fit in, navigating mental health with mental health illness was really just starting to be discussed as a legitimate thing, and the all importance of American Girl dolls, I LOVED this book. I found myself remembering things about my childhood that I had forgotten, and nodding along and having ‘aha’ moments along the way for some of our shared experiences. Her book sounds just like her podcasts, and I adored it.

Demon Copperhead by Barbara Kingsolver

Set in the mountains of southern Appalachia, Demon Copperhead is the story of a boy born to a teenaged single mother in a single-wide trailer, with no assets beyond his dead father’s good looks and copper-colored hair, a caustic wit, and a fierce talent for survival. Relayed in his own unsparing voice, Demon braves the modern perils of foster care, child labor, derelict schools, athletic success, addiction, disastrous loves, and crushing losses. Through all of it, he reckons with his own invisibility in a popular culture where even the superheroes have abandoned rural people in favor of cities.

Many generations ago, Charles Dickens wrote David Copperfield from his experience as a survivor of institutional poverty and its damages to children in his society. Those problems have yet to be solved in ours. Dickens is not a prerequisite for listeners of this novel, but he provided its inspiration. In transposing a Victorian epic novel to the contemporary American South, Barbara Kingsolver enlists Dickens’ anger and compassion, and above all, his faith in the transformative powers of a good story. Demon Copperhead speaks for a new generation of lost boys, and all those born into beautiful, cursed places they can’t imagine leaving behind.

It feels too early in the year to call something potentially the best book of the year, but this may actually be one of the best books I have ever READ. Period. I wouldn’t be surprised if this book becomes required reading in high school English classes when Harrison is in high school. It was SO well written. I felt so deeply for this character and his journey through life. Through so many tough breaks, and still beautifully redeeming. Ugh. It was fantastic. Please, go read it!

A Million Miles in a Thousand Years by Donald Miller

Full of beautiful, heart-wrenching, and hilarious stories, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years details one man’s opportunity to edit his life as if her were a character in a movie. Years after writing his best-selling memoir, Donald Miller went into a funk and spent months sleeping in and avoiding his publisher. One story had ended, and Don was unsure how to start another. But he gets rescued by two movie producers who want to make a movie based on his memoir. When they start fictionalizing Don’s life for film – changing a meandering memoir into a structured narrative – the real-life Don starts a journey to edit his actual life into a better story.

A Million Miles in a Thousand Years details that journey and challenges listeners to reconsider what they strive for in life. It shows how to get a second chance at life the first time around.

Given that just about every other book I had read up to this point was great or absolutely fantastic, this one just seemed ‘ok.’ I had a hard time getting into it. I appreciated the parallels he was trying to draw to really fully live life, but I struggled to really dive fully into it.

My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Picoult

Anna is not sick, but she might as well be. By age 13 she has undergone countless surgeries, transfusions, and shots so that her older sister, Kate, can somehow fight the leukemia that has plagued her since childhood. The product of preimplantation genetic diagnosis, Anna was conceived as a bone marrow match for Kate – a life and a role that she has never challenged…until now. Like most teenagers, Anna is beginning to question who she truly is. But unlike most teenagers, she has always been defined in terms of her sister – and so Anna makes a decision that for most would be unthinkable, a decision that will tear her family apart and have perhaps fatal consequences for the sister she loves.

My Sister’s Keeper examines what it means to be a good parent, a good sister, a good person. Is it morally correct to do whatever it takes to save a child’s life, even if that means infringing upon the rights of another? Is it worth trying to discover who you really are if that quest makes you like yourself less? Should you follow your own heart or let others lead you? Once again, in My Sister’s Keeper, Jodi Picoult tackles a controversial real-life subject with grace, wisdom, and sensitivity.

Jodi Picoult can do no wrong, in my opinion. If I want a book that’s going to make me cry, I can pretty much guarantee that her books will do that. This one was no exception. What a heart wrenching story. I felt for the daughter. I felt for the parents. Oh my goodness. It was a wonderful, good cry.

Friday Favorites {02.16.24}

I started to write this post early in the week. Since that point in time, you may have seen that there was a mass shooting in Kansas City at the Super Bowl parade celebration. Harrison & I were at the parade with my sister, her husband, and my niece. Many of our friends were at the parade and rally with our kids. Everyone that I know personally is ok. But 20+ people were injured in that shooting, eleven of them children, and at least one person lost their life.

We had the most fun celebrating our Chiefs, and another Super Bowl victory. It breaks my heart for what transpired after the rally – for the families hurt, the trauma that no doubt many of us will now deal with resulting from yet another senseless act of violence.

What had started as such a fun day that I will cherish forever turned into a somber reminder of what a broken country we live in. Whatever the events leading up to people pulling guns and firing into crowds, I quite frankly don’t care. I don’t particularly care if we blame mental health. Or the guns. Or any other number of things. Our country is so broken. And it makes me want to scream and cry all at the same time. It destroys me to have a child who was already waking up from nightmares about guns, and now to have this on top of it. That I can’t tell him that it’s going to get better. That this won’t be the type of world that he will live in forever.

And instead to have to reassure him he’s safe in our home…and in my mind to have to wonder how safe is he really when he leaves this home.

As I sit here with tears streaming down my face having to grapple with this issue yet again, and this time so close to home, I wish I could tie this up in a pretty bow. But I’m just completely broken up.

While I was already feeling overwhelmed before the events in KC just with too many balls in the air right now, I’ve now reached a point where I know I need a break. I need to step away for a week or so and try to re-center myself. To allow myself time to process, check a few things off my to-do list, and just right this ship.

So, I’m going to share some favorites from the happier times lately, because there are reasons to celebrate and smile, always. But I’m going to give myself a pause after today until I can process some things for myself.

I’m sorry for such a sad note, but I’m not one to pretend like everything is fine when it’s not. Take care of yourselves, friends, and hug your babies.

We are celebrating my favorite, number one guy this weekend! His birthday is on Monday, but our little family is celebrating him this weekend.

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Let’s Look At…Little Things We Do Every Day

Hello! And welcome to another edition of “Let’s Look!” A little peek into some very small part of our lives for your enjoyment. 🙂

Last month, we shared a peek into how we clean our closets.

The little things that I never miss a day of…

-1- Drink coffee. Usually I’m a two to three cups of black coffee a day kind of girl. But I’ll switch it up sometimes for a latte with honey.

-2- Feed the dog. Nathan wanted the dog, but somehow I got the responsibility of feeding her every day. It’s probably why I’m her favorite human of the family.

-3- Feed the baby. Gosh, is this going to be a whole list of how I feed everyone? Every day? For forever? Maybe.

-4- Check my email. Scroll Instagram. Every single day. The amount of time I spend on my device…

-5- Tell my kids how much I love them and how handsome they are, and say something like “How did I get so lucky to be your mama?”

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-6- Ask my children to put on their shoes/coat/get their backpack/pick up their junk laying out all over the house…multiple times. At least. Ad nauseum.

-7- Drink water.

-8- It’s not every single day…but almost every day, I talk to my mom. She asks me how the kids are doing that day and whether they woke up dinking on each other or in good moods. That sort of thing. 🙂

-9- Eat some type of peanut butter protein bar – the breakfast of mothers and fathers of little children who have no time to feed themselves while serving tiny little humans meals and snacks all day. Current favorite is the Perfect Bars.

-10- Wash my face, brush my teeth…basic self care things. Did we mean to get this detailed with the little things we do each day?

-11- Think about flowers, landscapes, or gardening. It’s what occupies my mind a lot of the time.

My Breastfeeding Journey

How to feed your baby always feels like a bit of a touchy subject. Somehow, in my generation, there has been engrained a sense of failure if we can’t breastfeed our babies. Or even more so, shame if we don’t WANT to breastfeed our babies. Over the course of the past five years of having little babies that I’ve been entrusted to nourish and grow, I have seen great strides made in trying to walk back this shame and sense of failure. It’s a bit like undoing the complete mental jungle gym we got wrapped up in as teenagers of having a certain body type, clothes, etc, to fit in. But I can see that progress is being made little by little.

As I approached motherhood with Harrison, I definitely fell into the category of unsure about breastfeeding, but concluded that I should try it since it was deemed to be “best” for the baby.

That journey with him was depleting to my very core. On top of dealing with undiagnosed and untreated postpartum depression, I struggled mightily to figure out breastfeeding. I had taken the classes, and I thought I was prepared, but I truly wasn’t. We struggled with latching correctly, the lactation consultant at the hospital gave us a nipple shield. It got very quickly to the point where he refused to nurse on one side without the shield, and I truly hated it. While he struggled to get enough food at the hospital and his early days at home, I was pumping after each breastfeeding session and then feeding him through a small syringe to try to get more calories into him. It was depleting, exhausting, and awful for my mental health.

Perhaps more shocking, I thought that this was just what motherhood was truly.

It wasn’t until he was a couple of weeks old that our pediatrician gave us the name of a lactation consultant that would come to our house to help work with me on training him off of the shield and attempting to fix his latch issues. I wish I had had this resource lined up for as soon as I came home from the hospital. It changed everything for my breastfeeding journey with Harrison and all of the babies after him.

I worked hard to train Harrison to nurse without the nipple shield. Again, it was sooo hard to get him to drop it after he had gotten used to it. I vowed to never use one again with any future pregnancy because this retraining was so depleting for me. But eventually, we got there.

We cruised along until four months, and his weight percentile dropped. I was asked to start supplementing him with formula, and I felt like a failure. By six months, when I returned to work, my supply dropped to almost nothing with all of the pumping, and by seven months I had given up on my breastfeeding journey with Harrison. I remember being very upset about it, because it wasn’t my choice. I felt like my body had just failed me – it just quit producing. And so that breastfeeding journey ended.

Jonathan’s journey was different. I was more confident. I knew how a good latch should feel, what the placement should look like, and it showed. He was an amazing nurser from the beginning. We sailed through his first year, and while my supply dropped again when I went back to work, I had enough of a stash and a proficient enough feeder that we were able to keep him on breast milk with a little bit of supplementing with formula for weight gain for his entire first year. I felt lucky and accomplished to have made it so long with him.

Aidan was a mix in between Harrison and Jonathan. He wasn’t an automatic great nurser. But again, I had two breastfed babies under my belt, and I felt confident. I’ve found myself considering my own needs and mental health more this time around. My attitude with breastfeeding this time around has been more of a “if it works, that’s great. If it doesn’t, he’ll be fine.” And for the most part, that has served us well. There’s been more chaos in this newborn haze. The world wasn’t stopped because of COVID this time around – there were still kids activities, two screaming and wrestling brothers that never seem to miss a chance to be the absolute most chaotic while I’m trying to nurse.

Since going back to work, though, I’ve gotten well acquainted with my pump yet again. I hated pumping. Everything about it. Over three pregnancies, though, I’ve upgraded my pump each time. It started with a “has to be plugged into the wall” pump. Absolutely hated the thing. I upgraded to Spectra S2 with Jonathan. It came with a rechargable battery, so I didn’t have to be connected to a wall plus. It felt like an absolute dream compared to the first pump, but I was still rather restrcted from doing anything but sitting or standing in one place while pumping because of the big motor.

And this time around, after hemming and hawing over the price tag, I splurged for a wearable pump and got a gently used Elvie. (I just couldn’t bring myself to pay full price!) But truly, I think it would have been worth full price. It’s completely changed how I felt about pumping. Easy, comfortable, and I can walk around and do chores while I pump. And no dang pumping bra needed.

I guess this is a bit of a chronicle through my journey of this phase of motherhood. And it’s swiftly coming to an end, as we’ll stop nursing over the next couple of months.

If I were talking to a girlfriend about to become a new mom, I guess this is what I would say about breastfeeding:

  • I wish someone had normalized earlier supplementing for babies. This idea that I could potentially choose to feed my baby in two different ways has changed my outlook on our journey together. That I could potentially choose to not be the 100% provider of his food is freeing. And maybe potentially the best of both worlds.
  • Find a lactation consultant that will come to your house after you come home from the hospital BEFORE the baby is born. And just anticipate paying for at least one visit. Especially if you’re committed to trying breastfeeding.
  • That wearable pump is amazing. If you have the means, upgrade to the wearable pump.
  • And most basically, you’re not a failure if you don’t want to breastfeed. And you’re not a failure if breastfeeding just doesn’t work. That baby is going to thrive – boob milk or not. You’re going to be a great mom, and it has nothing to do with how your baby is fed.

A Garden fit for a Shed

Can you tell I had trouble naming this post? Like many creatives, I can see a garden space and my mind immediately starts going to adding dimension, color, texture, and hardscapes. I can see it: the end product, in my mind.

I’m truly the most untalented sketcher to ever exist. I’ve sketched out so many garden landscapes for our home, and tried to show Nathan to get his thoughts, but I’m not sure it really makes much sense. There’s a lot of circles and if there’s feathery texture some lines poking out to give it a fountain look. But truly, my blobs usually don’t translate to people understanding the vision.

Starting this landscaping business, I’ve started to teach myself a landscape tool that can better help people visualize their landscape. And that started with me designing our new garden by the shed.

Here’s what the space looks like now…

And here’s a mock up of my design absent all hand-drawn blobs.

I’m going to focus more heavily in this area on perrenials. Some plants I’m considering include: hardy hibiscus, cone flowers, coreopsis, and yarrow. May throw some annual zinnias in there for some color, and incorporated a planter in front of the shed as well as a window box under the shed window for some annuals color.

We’re planning on installing two raised beds for some actual food growing! Tomatoes for sure. Peppers and maybe some lettuce? Hoping I can find a good spot for some strawberries as well. In the future, I’m hoping to add an arbor that connects the two raised beds – but that’s a future dream.

So tell me, what type of fruits and veggies are you most successful in growing??