The Tuckers are spending the week visiting my side of the family in Michigan which means a few days ago we, once again, hopped on a plane with Olivia. The upside to the Boise airport is it’s so small you can get there an hour or so before your flight and still have time to eat. The downside is it seems we have to connect nearly everywhere we fly to. So what could have been a short jaunt to Michigan ends up being two flights and a layover in Chicago. Continue reading “First the Worst”
I struggle with being content. It’s something I’ve always battled with but in the last year I’ve become much more aware of the degree to which discontentment looms in my heart. It’s not that I am more discontent now than before. I just notice it more. Because in the professional world I could remove the label “discontent” and replace it with more admirable titles – ambitious, driven, go-getter, or one of my personal favorites, goal-oriented. I could focus that discontentment on the next award, the next promotion, the next success. Continue reading “The Glory Days”
Luke bought me a sewing machine for Mother’s Day. I’d asked for one as I wanted to sew some pillows and curtains but until a month ago I’d only used it to hem three things, one of which I had to promptly discard. I blame the material. Needless to say, I’m not exactly Seamstress of the Year. However, last month Luke was traveling quite a bit for work so I decided to use those nights alone to whip up a few things for Olivia. Skip the curtains, we’re diving into the deep end.
Those of you know me know that I like order so the fact that I’m sharing a photo of my office in what appears to be complete disarray may come as a surprise to you. It’s a bit of a surprise to me. But the other night, as I sat for hours (yes, hours) sewing a shirt for Olivia I couldn’t help but see the beauty in the chaos. Continue reading “The Wonder of Women”
One thing I did not anticipate about motherhood was how much of my brain power would be used to focus on when and how much my kid was eating once she moved to solids. Breakfast, snack, lunch, milk, snack, dinner, nurse. It’s like she eats all day long! Gone are the days when all I had to do was plan dinner. Thankfully, these Fruity Oatmeal Muffins make snack time much easier. I got the recipe from, surprise, my friend Jordan, who got it from HealthyLittleFoodies.com. I love them because they are simple and easy to whip up, you can sneak some veggies in, they don’t crumble like a regular muffin so they aren’t as messy, and they taste pretty darn delicious. I usually make a batch (12-15 depending on the size of your bananas) and freeze them. At the beginning of the day I pull one out and it’s defrosted by snack time.
The recipe below is my tweaked version which includes the addition of veggies and spices, but you can also give the original a whirl. I know Jordan’s little girl is a fan! Continue reading “Fruity Oatmeal Bites”
I probably shouldn’t have titled this The Poo Chronicles as I genuinely hope this is the one and only time I will blog about poop, or diapers, or really anything related to bodily fluids. But warning, if you don’t want to read about poop, stop now. If you want to share in my misery or get a good laugh, continue. Please, join me in this adventure.
I was catching up with a friend the other day who I hadn’t talked to in ages. We knew each other in a former life. By former I mean career-driven-pre-kid (and for me, pre-husband) life. Now we’re both in the beautiful, yet challenging, trenches of motherhood. She started off the conversation by saying how amazing and fabulous I make motherhood look. I literally laughed out loud. The majority of the time I feel like a failure. And what she couldn’t see was on the other end of the phone I looked like a mess. I was standing in my kitchen with my hair in what once resembled a bun, wearing yoga pants and no makeup. I’d also yet to shower since returning from working out. Points for at least making it to the gym, right? Continue reading “The Messiness of Motherhood”