As a mother of three I like to indulge in something other than the baby’s plain Cheerios and half eaten banana. This recipe is so delish and easy. Oh and did I mention it’s cold so no worries on actually trying to eat a HOT meal, you all know that never happens.
Who am I? What does my reflection say about me? As I look at myself in the mirror I wonder what my purpose is, what is my life about, do I make an impact? I see others making two steps forward everyday with their ambitions, careers, education, goals, self help and care. I feel myself slowly crumbling and deteriorating but yet helping to build up everyone else around me. Read more
There is absolutely no filter here in my house! I have a very outspoken 5 year old little girl. As a mother of an 8,5, & 1 year old, my belly has had its fair share of punches and kicks. My growing belly held a 9 pound 14 ounce and two 8 pound 8 ounce babies. With that came a lot of lines and play dough like hanging skin. Something that I have learned to be thankful for. No bikinis here, but if I can wear a shirt without looking 5 months prego, we are all good. Hey it even gives my one year old a good five minutes of squishy play dough like fun without worrying about him eating the dough.
I often looked forward to going to bed for the night, at 8pm when the kiddos went down, my battery ran out and all I could think about was lying my head down and closing my eyes. Forget the dishes piled high, the laundry baskets overflowing, the toys scattered like leaves in Fall, any personal time or working to achieve my goals, hey I even forgot that I had a husband that just walked in the door minutes before. Sleep had become my happy place, the only thing I wanted to do as soon as I woke for the morning. And then something changed.