January 9, 2015

Babies don't care about you

Dearest baby girl,

As I sit in bed now, for the past two hours aimlessly scrolling through Facebook and catching up on my favorite blogs, you've been asleep for nearly three hours.  I didn't want to put you in bed at 730pm but you were getting quite fussy and we played a lot. And it was a long day. 

But you don't know that.  You haven't got a clue about long days yet. 

Your dada doesn't feel too well and mama hopes he's not the first of us to come down with something. You don't know what sick means yet and that's understandable. You're a baby. You don't care if either of your folks gets a nasty cold or the flu.  If you get sick though, you'll feel something. And you won't like it. That's for sure! And your folks will feel your pain too, in some form. And it will suck balls.

So let's hope dada feels better tomorrow. Let's hope we all get through this nasty Winter sick-free!

As my battery on my laptop is on it's last leg, I hope to finish this post and close my eyes.  I hope you'll sleep through the night.  You aren't aware of the concept of time, but since about 8pm you were sound asleep. And then just recently, at 1030pm, you woke up. You made small cry noises at first, so I ignored you. I let you be. And you were quiet for about another 20 minutes. 

And then you woke again , this time really belting it. Sort of like Celine Dion in the Titanic days, but not nearly as brutal. You don't know about the Titanic days yet. 1912 or 1997. So I'll just move on. 

I went into your room, rubbed your back, changed your position, picked you up and checked your diaper.  you felt dry. You seemed in pain. I know that 5th tooth on the top is working its way through; that bastard.  I kept you in the crib while I went to grab two teething tablets and your newly made bottle.  Shockingly, dada was on the couch in dreamland. You'll also learn one day that men sleep. through. any.thing.  With the hallway and kitchen lights on I thought I was going to wake him up. No such luck.  Meanwhile, during that whole two minutes you were screaming and crying your little heart out.

I gave you the tablets which you took like a champ, and handed you the bottle. You went mute almost instantly.  I'm thinking you were hungry.  You don't care what I think though. You simply wanted what you wanted, I gave it to you and you stopped crying. You're newly ten months old and according to your doctor and many books and Google, you should be sleeping 10-12 hours at night.

I call bullshit.  

And guess what sweetie?  Some nights you DO do that! And it's awesome!  You're almost a year old and I'm not concerned with your sleeping habits now. Some days I am, sure.  You don't care, but I do. Some days are just harder than others and even though you have such a knack for sleeping horribly when I have to get up and get ready for work, I still love you.  It's OK. Because I know I'll be getting my cup of coffee soon and can try to snooze on the train. And it's OK because there are worse things in life than a baby sleeping horribly.

You're ten months old now and growing like a weed. You're getting into things every day and learning and experiencing so many different things that I'm sure you feel like your brain is going to explode.  If I was exposed to so many new things in one day, I wouldn't be able to sleep soundly either.

You're ten months old and that makes mama happy and sad. You're standing up onto our pant legs and the couch and basically anything you can grab a hold of at your level. That's exciting and challenging! You're crawling fiercely and crazy fast! And you're standing without any support for a couple seconds.  You seem to have mastered the "High Five" "Bye Bye"...waving your right hand only, and clapping. Each day for you is pretty huge in your little world.

But you don't know it yet and you could care less about how your parents feel or what they think.  Right?  Right.  Your doctor is great and from day one we've loved him and the practice, but at the end of the day we are your parents.  We know best. We go with our gut on certain stuff.  At your 9 month checkup we briefly discussed your sleep patterns. And I do think in some way, dada and I have conditioned you enough to where maybe you're still waking up "hungry" but you may just be used to the bottle at bedtime.  I told the doctor we used to put you down with the bottle but we were doing what we needed to survive some days. He "got that" but still basically told us, kindly, to stop doing that.

With the bottle at bedtime, that's what helped you fall asleep and most nights you'd stay asleep for at least 8-9 hours.  Not every night, but some nights it seemed to work.  Or I would just make sure you had a good amount before putting you to bed.  Later you still woke up. Like clockwork. You love the midnight hour Missy.

You couldn't care less.

You seem to be slightly aware that we have stopped the bottle at bedtime and we put you down when you're simply coming off as tired/ like you've had enough of the day.   I can't recall EVER putting you down while you were sleeping. And newborn babies don't count. That's all they do is sleep for the first two weeks and then all hell breaks loose. But as your parents, we've learned so much in these fast ten months and grown so much, much like yourself.  

You've had some weight issues that became a bit more of a concern than we would have liked at around month five. And you have not a clue, but all of the doctors involved from back then to now have truly been wonderful, on top of things and even ahead of the game with certain stuff.  We just think you're going to be more on the petite side. And that's OK. You're unique and we can already see that fun , crazy side of you.  Weighing almost 14 pounds at ten months old seems small but if your doctor is currently content and happy with your weight, then so is mama and dada. The fact that you're getting much closer to that stupid curve is wonderful! 

You are not aware of this, but when I'm out with you, all we get are compliments of how adorable, cute, and pretty you are. And sometimes mama also hears what seems to be patterns of the same comment of "aww, she's so tiny. how old? was she a preemie?" "She'll get there."  Mama isn't always the fondest of those people.

Thank you stranger; now what else did I come to Target for?

You've also been eating like a champ, too! You don't care if you get food in your hair or on the floor or on my curtains. You're still gonna look at me and laugh, get fussy, poop a hot mess to where a bath is necessary, and mama is tired. And you don't care. You're just going to be in your own little world and do what you're gonna do.

And that's fine with me. You're a baby.  You're gaining slowly and not losing any weight.  That's what matters most.  You're doing fantastic and keeping us on our toes.  These past ten months have been a whirlwind and certainly emotional, but I don't think I could love something so strong and so hard as I do you.

As you and dada are sound asleep right now, it's pushing midnight. I had planned to go right to sleep around 9pm. I didn't plan to browse Facebook like a tenth grader bored in class. Or catch up on blogs. Or hear you wake up crying in some weird pain. You could give two shits if I was tired or not. Or that I was thinking , "please fall asleep again soon" "I hope she's not getting sick" "it's gotta be her 5th tooth coming in" or "shit, I'm getting up at 6 tomorrow and I should be fucking sleeping already".

You'll never know what I'm thinking until that one day comes where you will. I hope then, you'll care about me.

I love you sweet girl. Keep being you.

mama xo

January 7, 2015

Coffee for breakfast + mac n' cheese for dinner

With all these new years resolutions in effect , it's bound to get old at some point.  I don't believe in making resolutions. Just try something different and new, try your best at it, and don't beat yourself up if you have a day that wasn't so great or you fell off track.

 Sort of like my Tuesday yesterday.

I'm in the market to just tone up and exercise most days when possible.  And of course, cook more healthy meals for my family and I. I'm not one to feast on a large breakfast unless the plan is to go out for breakfast.  I heart diners as much as the next guy but most days, a coffee, a smoothie, or an apple do the trick.

Yesterday was my day in the office. And then it snowed 2 inches and dropped down to 22 degrees. Tuesdays are long days, so the gym is out. In an ideal world, Tuesdays would be my only rest day from the gym. But, I'll make that happen all in good time.  See-no resolution. Just trying my best...most of the time.

If I don't workout, I try to monitor what kind of foods and portion sizes I eat a little bit more.  Yesterdays eats looked something like this:

...6am-7am- water/ daily vitamins
...7:45am -small coffee. black+skim
...8am-10am- busy with work. sipped on more water.
...10:30am-slight hunger attack. almond+cherry+dark chocolate KIND bar
...11am-NOON- water + stick of Orbit gum
...12:30pm HUNGRY. Hummus with a couple pretzel thins+ 10 carrot sticks + 2 hard boiled eggs +water
...1pm-3pm- type, type, type. click, click, click.  sweet tooth is intense. 1 dark chocolate caramel candy ( courtesy of my coworker) and a strawberry Greek yogurt.
...4pm-5pm- 2 Justins' dark chocolate peanut butter cups
...7pm- Mac & Cheese w/ whole grain pasta

I know I didn't workout but overall, I didn't eat too horribly. I prefer to eat when I actually feel hungry. Which is completely impossible to do sometimes.  And you know what?  That mac n cheese hit the spot on a cold, crappy, wet and snowy evening.

Oh. I forgot one more thing.  I made myself an ice cream treat around 9pm.  Vanilla bean+ mini chocolate chips +Smuckers Salted Caramel Sauce.  I just really wanted to try the sauce. That's my excuse. And it was SO good!

Now that I've probably bored you to tears about my daily food intake, I hope your Wednesday is lovely so far!  And if there's a small chance I've inspired you with food or just in general some way, please tell me.


Mrs. probably didn't need that sundae but it was the perfect way to melt a Tuesday away.

December 30, 2014

A quick chicken tender breading

Happy almost 2015!

2014 was such a blur. It was a wonderful year because my daughter was born, but overall, not too shabby.  I'm looking forward to a fresh new year!  What about you?

But first, let's talk food for a minute. Because we all adore food.  I especially adore finger foods.  When it comes to cooking an actual meal, I always go for the crock pot for the convenience of it, and/or cook pasta or a quick chicken dish.

This meal is super fast and delicious! It's one of our go-to meals.

But I also love plain chicken tenders dipped in a honey mustard sauce or BBQ sauce along with a simple salad.  It's quick, easy and tasty!

Here's what I do for a crunchy and tasty chicken tender breading. It coats the chicken really well! Because there's nothing like a breading that becomes soggy and falls right off of the chicken, 


...The flour dredge I found at Wegman's is awesome!  I'm not sure why it's called flour because the texture is nothing like it.  There was no mess either. Perfection!
 ...In my past breading experiences, I've tried 1-2 tbsp. of milk mixed with the eggs for the wet batter. I've noticed over time that the milk makes the breading soggy and it doesn't hold as well.  Two large eggs is just fine.

Whatever you're eating for NYE, add chicken tenders to the menu! I hope you love the breading as much as I do. We're having cheese and crackers, pasta, salad, and I'll probably have to make a few of these tenders now, too!

What do you typically eat for NYE food?

Marilyn Monroe Photo

December 29, 2014

Having a Girl

Good morning!

The day I found out I was having a girl, I didn't cry. But I wanted to. I thought I would cry or shed at least one tear. My husband and I were in the ultrasound room when the tech was swirling her slimy wand around my belly. It was THE appointment- to find out the sex of our baby or not. We both knew that we wanted to find out for a long time but I couldn't believe I didn't cry at that moment.  

My husband just smiled when the tech confidently announced, GIRL. I looked at him and smiled back. Maybe it was just being there on the table with a stranger in a small, dimmed room that made me not want to cry happy tears?  I wasn't embarrassed, I just don't know why I didn't get choked up. And I'm the crier of the family. ;)  I think I said something like, "Aww- yay!"  Ugh.  Such a nerdy response. But at least I responded.  I didn't want the tech to think I was made of stone.

Of course I was thrilled to hear we were having a baby girl. We were going to have a daughter.  I've always wanted a girl. But weeks prior to that appointment, I had dreams of having a baby boy and I had a hunch that I was carrying a boy.  So strange. We left feeling really excited and couldn't wait to call our family and friends.  I remember the baby wasn't in a good enough position to be able to see her heart- the four chambers. I had to go back the following week so they could look again.  It still took a little bit, but finally the tech saw everything she needed to and you better believe I made her confirm, again, that it was in fact, a GIRL.

As long as it was healthy, that's all that mattered to me. To us.

Later that night, I cried happy tears.

Do you remember the day you found out the sex of your baby ( if you wanted to)? I'd love to know your stories.

If you didn't find out, how did you do it? I could never not know! The suspense would kill us both. Did you make it all the way to 40 weeks without knowing?

My sweet girl will be 10 months old on the 3rd. Time sure is flying! :(

December 28, 2014

Lingering holiday treats: A couple tips


I hope you had a fabulous Christmas with your families. Claire had an amazing one filled with lots of love, yummy food consisting of anything 'mush' form, and way too many toys.  There are a few we won't be seeing for another 2-3 years because she's too little for them right now.  But the more the merrier, right?

I made a good amount of cookies, but nothing like last year.  I went overboard because I was still pregnant and had more of a precious thing called time. Cookies + pregnant women.  You do the math.

And never mind the fact that my peanut butter blossoms resemble boobs.  Still, they were delicious and devoured by all.

The recipe for these delectable cookies is so, so good! They were a hit at holiday parties and on the dessert platter.  Peppermint Mocha cookies make my heart happy; especially while drizzling ribbons of melted white chocolate over them. Messy is the new tasty.  So fun.

I don't know about you but it's hard for me to resist something sweet directly after a meal, let alone at holiday time. As I'm trying my best each day to hit the gym more, I'm also vowing to stop with the sugar for a little while.  I know it's still holiday time, but we all know how we feel in our own skin. Sugar just loves to set up camp on my butt and inner thighs. I'm going to do my best because that's all I can do. Oh, and I'd be lying if I didn't mention the 2 weeks hubs and I couldn't stop with the McFlurry's for dessert.  Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh.  Dairy is a sneaky little bitch. 

All 650 calories of it.

Over the years, I've found a few tricks that work for me when I need to stop picking at sweet treats during holiday time or just need a cleansing day.

  • Brush your teeth.  you'll be minty fresh.  You wouldn't want to ruin fresh teeth with chocolate, right?
  •  Chew gum- they say chewing gum makes you more hungry.  I beg to differ. It keeps my mouth fresh and after awhile, I just don't feel hungry. Chewing gum burns calories,too.
  • After a meal, usually dinner, if you feel a sweet tooth coming on, grab a water bottle or sip tea. You think you're hungry and need that piece of chocolate but you're most likely not.  After a meal, I try to finish one bottle of water over an hour and I eventually stop thinking of food and thus feel full.
  • Brush your teeth before bed , hit the sack and watch a little TV.  I'll get sucked into a show or start to doze off. I also find it better to be in bed watching TV than on the couch. The kitchen isn't close to my bed.
I hope you'll try a few of these tips when it comes to the sweet treats!  We can only do our best, but let's try to kick some ass! 

Here's to a happy and healthy 2015!

Mrs. Moderation