(Okay, so they're not the most aesthetically pleasing thing in the world. But they still taste yummers!)
Monday, November 7, 2011
Mint Chocolate Deliciousness
I found this recipe for mint chocolate chip cookies on Pinterest and about died - sweet gravy train, I knew I had to make them! I think the last time I made cookies was when I was 7, and helping my mom - no kidding, I am not a baker. But these made me come out of my non-baking hibernation, and they were sooooo worth it! You seriously need to make these bad boys.
I had enough extra that we're going to take plates of cookies to some new families that have moved in near us, just to welcome them to the neighborhood. So making cookies and doing an act of service in ONE DAY? I'm on a roll!
(Okay, so they're not the most aesthetically pleasing thing in the world. But they still taste yummers!)
(Okay, so they're not the most aesthetically pleasing thing in the world. But they still taste yummers!)
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Pinspiration: My Take on the Onesie
Angela and I got together yesterday to make onesies for our little ones. She's an expert at All Things Crafty, so she whipped up like 5 freakin' onesies before I'd even finished my ONE...I'm so slow, and NOT because I'm a perfectionist, but only because I have no idea what I'm doing! Anyway, despite the terror of the Crafty Unknown, I think they turned out pretty cute!
The two onesies I made for Mees. (Yes, that's a pig, and yes, it's wearing a pearl and rosette collar!)
Inspiration for these onesies here.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Miss 3 Months
Mila is 3 months old - well, she was about a week ago, but I'm a little slow documenting this, I guess. A few things about Mila at 3 months:
Her nicknames are: Miss Mila, Miss Mees, Mila Bean, Bacon Ears
Mila is smiling all the time now, and Daddy is getting sooooo close to being able to get a laugh out of her - it's like she can't quite figure out how to laugh yet, but she's getting there and she's trying, and to see her coo and smile with her big dimples and blue eyes makes me happier almost than anything.
Mila is still all about her hands, though she's still trying to figure them out. She is sucking on them a lot and waving them around in the air...she's still too young to really hold toys or understand them yet, so for now it's mostly just her hands that keep her entertained.
Mila is already starting to sleep through the night. Seriously, who do I need to praise for this minor miracle?? I don't want to jinx it, but for the past 2 weeks or so, she goes to bed around 10:30 and doesn't wake up until 7:30, and even then, she wakes up for a bottle and goes back to sleep until 9:30 or so. Could I even ask for more??
I am not breastfeeding Mila anymore. I quit once she was 12 weeks because honestly it just wasn't working. I must be a TERRIBLE milk producer, and I'm just grateful that nowadays they make such excellent formula for them, because I know that while breast milk is still preferable to formula, she will be okay and healthy and thriving just fine on bottles. She was never satisfied when I was breast feeding her and she'd pull on and off again because she was frustrated she wasn't getting enough milk. She was always hungry and needy and dissatisfied and I was always grouchy and feeling guilty that I couldn't give my baby more. So, at 12 weeks, we kissed breast feeding goodbye, and I haven't looked back since. So far, all is well with bottle feeding; Mila took to it like a champ.
Mila still sleeps in our bedroom in the bassinet, but probably in the next week or so I'm going to transition her to her crib in the other bedroom. I feel nervous, though, having my baby be so far away from me, but I know that it's probably time...
Mila seems to be a little less high maintenance than she used to be. She used to cry a lot, even when all her needs (aka demands) were met, like being fed and kept warm and having her diaper changed etc...she just cried a lot, and I was mystified as to what my child actually needed, if anything. But now she is more content to just chill (she's lying beside me on the bed as I type this, waving her little fists around and staring at the lamp) and even just a week ago, I don't know that she'd have been as content to just sit here. So I'm grateful that she is giving me a reprieve from the constant attention I had to give her every second of every day that she was awake. It was sooooo hard to get anything done.
I love having Mila here. She's only been here 3 months, but I already sometimes can't even picture my life without her here. I know this sounds cheesy, but bear with me: Miss Bacon Ears fills something inside me, some hole in my heart that nearly killed me when I lost Kendall. It's like a huge piece of me was missing, but with Mila here, I'm whole again. That doesn't mean that I don't love Kendall and miss her and still think about her every day, but it means that I was meant to be the mother of two beautiful daughters, but maybe on God's timeline instead of mine. And I think I'm okay with that - I'm getting there.
I love you Mila. Happy 3 months, babe.
Her nicknames are: Miss Mila, Miss Mees, Mila Bean, Bacon Ears
Mila is smiling all the time now, and Daddy is getting sooooo close to being able to get a laugh out of her - it's like she can't quite figure out how to laugh yet, but she's getting there and she's trying, and to see her coo and smile with her big dimples and blue eyes makes me happier almost than anything.
Mila is still all about her hands, though she's still trying to figure them out. She is sucking on them a lot and waving them around in the air...she's still too young to really hold toys or understand them yet, so for now it's mostly just her hands that keep her entertained.
Mila is already starting to sleep through the night. Seriously, who do I need to praise for this minor miracle?? I don't want to jinx it, but for the past 2 weeks or so, she goes to bed around 10:30 and doesn't wake up until 7:30, and even then, she wakes up for a bottle and goes back to sleep until 9:30 or so. Could I even ask for more??
I am not breastfeeding Mila anymore. I quit once she was 12 weeks because honestly it just wasn't working. I must be a TERRIBLE milk producer, and I'm just grateful that nowadays they make such excellent formula for them, because I know that while breast milk is still preferable to formula, she will be okay and healthy and thriving just fine on bottles. She was never satisfied when I was breast feeding her and she'd pull on and off again because she was frustrated she wasn't getting enough milk. She was always hungry and needy and dissatisfied and I was always grouchy and feeling guilty that I couldn't give my baby more. So, at 12 weeks, we kissed breast feeding goodbye, and I haven't looked back since. So far, all is well with bottle feeding; Mila took to it like a champ.
Mila still sleeps in our bedroom in the bassinet, but probably in the next week or so I'm going to transition her to her crib in the other bedroom. I feel nervous, though, having my baby be so far away from me, but I know that it's probably time...
Mila seems to be a little less high maintenance than she used to be. She used to cry a lot, even when all her needs (aka demands) were met, like being fed and kept warm and having her diaper changed etc...she just cried a lot, and I was mystified as to what my child actually needed, if anything. But now she is more content to just chill (she's lying beside me on the bed as I type this, waving her little fists around and staring at the lamp) and even just a week ago, I don't know that she'd have been as content to just sit here. So I'm grateful that she is giving me a reprieve from the constant attention I had to give her every second of every day that she was awake. It was sooooo hard to get anything done.
I love having Mila here. She's only been here 3 months, but I already sometimes can't even picture my life without her here. I know this sounds cheesy, but bear with me: Miss Bacon Ears fills something inside me, some hole in my heart that nearly killed me when I lost Kendall. It's like a huge piece of me was missing, but with Mila here, I'm whole again. That doesn't mean that I don't love Kendall and miss her and still think about her every day, but it means that I was meant to be the mother of two beautiful daughters, but maybe on God's timeline instead of mine. And I think I'm okay with that - I'm getting there.
I love you Mila. Happy 3 months, babe.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
First Pinspiration
I mentioned below that I had found these fabric rosettes on Pinterest.
Here is my finished product, and my take on the rosettes; I made a bow for Mila. It really wasn't all that difficult, but I'm still ridiculously proud of myself; you should see me struttin' my stuff around my house like I'm all that. ;)
Tomorrow? I'm making this onesie with Ang - we're going to make them for Mila and Baby Penny. :)
Here is my finished product, and my take on the rosettes; I made a bow for Mila. It really wasn't all that difficult, but I'm still ridiculously proud of myself; you should see me struttin' my stuff around my house like I'm all that. ;)
Tomorrow? I'm making this onesie with Ang - we're going to make them for Mila and Baby Penny. :)
My New Obsession
I have become OBSESSED with Pinterest. I've only been on the site for 3 days, and already I have accrued several hours dedicated to dissecting the site. But it is worth it because I have so many new ideas of things to try! I don't normally consider myself a very crafty person, and I'm not much into creating, like, things, but I dunno, this site might make me a believer in all things home-maker-ey and stuff.
So far, I've learned several new ways to braid my hair, a new way (and super easy) to curl my hair, and I've got several ideas on how to make hair bows for Mila, which I'm going to attempt tonight. This might really come in handy, as in the last month or so, I've spent about $60 on headbands for my chica - I can save a ton of $$ if I make bows, as opposed to buying them when they've been ridiculously priced to make a whopping profit.
Anyone else love Pinterest? What have been some fun things you've learned/pinned? Share with me! Here are a few of the fun things I've found, so far:
Attempting to make these fabric rosettes for headbands for Mila - heading to Michael's tonight to buy supplies.
I learned how to curl my hair in really wavy, relaxed curls. This tutorial changed my life!
My hair is in a waterfall braid, even as I post this - it looks so cool, and it was so easy!
Follow me on Pinterest! My username is briebreivik.
Weighty Frustrations
WARNING:
This post will of course not contain any numbers whatsoever, but I am going to talk about my weight. So if this easily triggers you or you don't care or whatever, then pllleeeaaaase skip this post. I don't want any angry nay-sayers in the comments; I just need to vent.
I just saw my dietician. She told me that I cannot lose any more pregnancy weight. Now, granted, I am soooooooo close to having lost it all, so really I suppose I'll live, but I very much wanted to lose that last little bit to get to where I was before I had Mila. All of my pre-pregnancy jeans fit, though there are a couple pair that are a little tighter than I want them to be. But the D told me that they're worried my weight loss is too eating disordered, so until I can start to let go of some of the ED behaviors, I can't lose weight because my treatment team is not convinced I am doing it in a completely healthy and appropriate way.
I know they only have my best interest in mind. And I'm going to trust them. But it's SO HARD. I barely said anything during my appointment today because I was angry and a little bummed about all this. I get confused because EVERY WOMAN, whether or not she has an ED, wants to lose their baby weight. So why can't I? I guess the line between losing weight in a healthy way, and losing weight in an ED way, is just a little blurred right now. But I wish it was clearer, because I am confused.
She also took away exercise, but really, running a wimpy one mile at a time kinda sucked anyway. But my goal was to work up to more exercise, not less. Duh. Sucks I can't keep my exercise privileges for more than two weeks. :(
Sigh.
I just feel really discouraged.
Words of wisdom would be appreciated, or even just some support. I could totally use my own personal cheerleader right now.
This post will of course not contain any numbers whatsoever, but I am going to talk about my weight. So if this easily triggers you or you don't care or whatever, then pllleeeaaaase skip this post. I don't want any angry nay-sayers in the comments; I just need to vent.
I just saw my dietician. She told me that I cannot lose any more pregnancy weight. Now, granted, I am soooooooo close to having lost it all, so really I suppose I'll live, but I very much wanted to lose that last little bit to get to where I was before I had Mila. All of my pre-pregnancy jeans fit, though there are a couple pair that are a little tighter than I want them to be. But the D told me that they're worried my weight loss is too eating disordered, so until I can start to let go of some of the ED behaviors, I can't lose weight because my treatment team is not convinced I am doing it in a completely healthy and appropriate way.
I know they only have my best interest in mind. And I'm going to trust them. But it's SO HARD. I barely said anything during my appointment today because I was angry and a little bummed about all this. I get confused because EVERY WOMAN, whether or not she has an ED, wants to lose their baby weight. So why can't I? I guess the line between losing weight in a healthy way, and losing weight in an ED way, is just a little blurred right now. But I wish it was clearer, because I am confused.
She also took away exercise, but really, running a wimpy one mile at a time kinda sucked anyway. But my goal was to work up to more exercise, not less. Duh. Sucks I can't keep my exercise privileges for more than two weeks. :(
Sigh.
I just feel really discouraged.
Words of wisdom would be appreciated, or even just some support. I could totally use my own personal cheerleader right now.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Happy Halloween 2011
We had a great Halloween! We went to my sister's house before trick o' treating and had an awesomely spicy dinner of chili verde. My mouth was saying NO but my mind was saying yes...my lips and throat were burning from the spice, but it was so good I couldn't stop catapulting it down my throat. Definitely a great way to start out the night.
Afterward Brandon and I took Cade out trick o' treating with his cousins. Brandon wore his Batman costume, and I DID NOT wear my Avatar costume, because it was made for a much shorter person than me, (girlfriend is a tall glass of water) and so it rode up my butt and you could literally see my ass cheeks. Also, I don't have the best body in the world, so it wasn't flattering. Oh wellsies, maybe I'll dress up next year in something that doesn't make me look like a science fiction stripper.
Here are a few pics documenting the holiday.
Cade with Daddy and his twin cousins, T and D, dressed as Spongebob. :)
Cade in his ninja (aka NOT Harry Potter) costume. Sigh.
My niece, Baby Penny, in her adorable peacock costume.
This pic got out of order, but this is us post-trick o' treating.
Me and Batman.
Mila, dressed up as Really Cute. I made the leg-warmers and bought the adorable cat onesie at Baby Gap.
Hope everyone else had a great Halloween too. I used to feel kind of meh about the holiday, but now that I have kids, I love it. It's fun to see their excitement, and I love the spooky feel of it all. Autumn is such a beautiful season in Utah, and it was so warm - we barely had to wear our jackets - definitely really uncharacteristic for this time of year.
Oh, and lastly, here is a picture of the fam that was taken at Brandon's work. We had a fun Halloween party there on Friday night:
Afterward Brandon and I took Cade out trick o' treating with his cousins. Brandon wore his Batman costume, and I DID NOT wear my Avatar costume, because it was made for a much shorter person than me, (girlfriend is a tall glass of water) and so it rode up my butt and you could literally see my ass cheeks. Also, I don't have the best body in the world, so it wasn't flattering. Oh wellsies, maybe I'll dress up next year in something that doesn't make me look like a science fiction stripper.
Here are a few pics documenting the holiday.
Hope everyone else had a great Halloween too. I used to feel kind of meh about the holiday, but now that I have kids, I love it. It's fun to see their excitement, and I love the spooky feel of it all. Autumn is such a beautiful season in Utah, and it was so warm - we barely had to wear our jackets - definitely really uncharacteristic for this time of year.
Oh, and lastly, here is a picture of the fam that was taken at Brandon's work. We had a fun Halloween party there on Friday night:
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