Think back to when you were a kid. What did Friday night mean to you? In my house it meant PIZZA NIGHT! I can remember playing at friend’s houses after school, my mom coming to pick us up, and stopping on the way home to pick up a pizza and garlic knots from our favorite pizza place.
Pizza is one of those comfort foods that is hard to beat. Hot, cheesy, and with all of your favorite toppings, what more could you ask for? Well, maybe you could ask for a healthier crust. And that’s what I have for your here today! Two of my favorite healthy pizza recipes so you can have your cake (or in this case, pizza) and eat it too!
Raise your hand if you are struggling through bedtime this week?! I love the longer days, but this week has me questioning whether that love is enough…Sloane has been waking up at her normal time, which I thought would mean she would be going to sleep on schedule, boy was I wrong! Bedtime has been a fight involving lots of tears and hysterics. So, after about a week of these stressful nights, this mama needs to recharge.
So often when we think about health we think in terms of nutrition and exercise, but equally, if not more important is our mental and emotional well-being. As moms it is so easy to make this, our mental health, a low priority on the long list of people and things we take care of. However, as the saying goes “you can’t pour from an empty cup”.
Happy Spring! Okay, so I know it isn’t technically spring, but I am soaking up every ounce of warm weather and sunshine that Mother Nature is graciously gifting us! It feels as though February is offering us a taste of Spring after what feels like a very long winter.
This past Christmas, Sloane found a pair of binoculars in her stocking. She has loved using them to look out the back door and the living room windows for deer and birds in the yard. So, when we had that first nice day a few weeks back I suggested we go on a nature hike. Unsure of what a nature hike entailed, she was hesitant to go, but after that first day she has been asking for a nature hike almost daily, and I am happy to comply!
Happy Friday! I want to share with you all some exciting news here at our house – I am pregnant with baby #2! I am a few weeks into my second trimester, and I have seriously enjoyed leaving the exhaustion and morning sickness behind with the first trimester. I felt as though I was hibernating for the last 2 months, but with all of the new energy that has kicked in over the last few weeks I have been able to get back into my fitness routine.
When I lived and worked in the city I started running. In the beginning I wasn’t particularly fond of running, but it was the most convenient way I could fit exercise into my unpredictable day. After a few months, I began to enjoy it, and a few months after that, if I missed more than a day or two, I craved it. When I found out I was pregnant with Sloane I continued running, up until around 6 months when the bouncing and pounding became to uncomfortable on my growing belly and joints. I did continue to walk around 3 miles a day, not because I was so motivated, but because that was my commute from the train station to and from my office. I also did yoga throughout the entire pregnancy, and I think all of these forms of exercise helped both in labor and childbirth, as well as with getting my body back after Sloane was born.
What’s the first word that comes to mind when you think of Valentine’s Day? Love, hearts, cards, red? For me, it’s definitely chocolate! As a kid I loved waking up to find that little red heart full of chocolates waiting for me on the dining room table, and the truth is, I wouldn’t be disappointed to wake up to one now. The other side of that truth is, I know I would eat the whole box. Mike on the other hand, has incredible self control and he can make a small box of chocolates last for months. That never happens though, because after 3 days I consider it to be fair game and it’s gone before he knows what happened!
So this year I decided to make him some homemade chocolates.
I have always loved to read. When I was younger I could get lost in a book, losing days (and sleep) to get to the ending. The ending was often bittersweet for me; I wanted so badly to know what was going to happen, but often felt sad that it was over.
I love to read all kinds of books: novels, non-fiction adventure, books on politics, history, economics, genetics, seriously you name it, I’ll read it. In college I would go to the bookstore, pick a section, and sit on the floor, and spend hours picking out a new book.
It feels like it has been ages since we’ve played outside, but in reality it has only been a few weeks.
With these, dare I say frigid, days it’s easy for everyone to start to go a little stir-crazy. To keep the house from being torn apart, we’ve had to get a little creative around here (who would have a guessed a few strips of painters tape laid out on the floor could provide so much entertainment?).