Tomorrow is our 12 wedding anniversary and Wednesday will make 18 years together. I’ve spent more than half of my life with Philip, isn’t that crazy? It’s been a great life so far and having Quinn has only made it that much better! It’s so fun watching your spouse turn into a parent. They’re so cute together. There’s no one I would rather navigate this parenting journey with than him π. It’s helpful that we know each other so well because he can tell when I really need a break without me having to ask. Like one day last week when Quinn had screamed at me for the 700th time and I did not share my calm. Instead I lost my shit for a second and raised my voice at him. Philip decided it might be a good idea for Quinn to help him outside. It was a good idea π. A couple of days later Quinn spent the majority of the day wanting me to hold him. He didn’t have a fever or any other symptoms aside from whininess. He may have been teething, I’m not sure. After carrying him around all day I was touched out. Even on our evening walk I got annoyed with Sophie for constantly brushing up against my leg. I was just like, “Everyone stop touching me.” It felt as though all of my kids were intentionally getting on my nerves that day, even though none of our kids have the capacity to intentionally get on my nerves (yet). Don’t get me wrong, I love naptime cuddles and it would be easy to feel like a bedtime wizard with the magic touch, being the only one who is “allowed” to rock Quinn to sleep. However, it can be overwhelming sometimes when he’s tired but he doesn’t wanna sleep and instead wants to flop from side to side while laying on you. Philip can’t take over because it wouldn’t do any good. Oh, and you know how forensic scientists use teeth for identification purposes? Babies do too. I get a full dental exam at least once a day by Quinn, who, in his sleepy state, has to verify it is indeed me who’s rocking him to sleep. He also has to know that I’m giving him my full attention. For real, if both of my hands aren’t on him, like because one of them is holding my phone, he will wake up. No kidding. That’s ok because he deserves my full attention but sometimes I would like to be able to check a quick text. Lots of times though there’s nothing I’d rather do than rock him to sleep. I’m very aware of how quickly time passes and I’m going to miss that some day. He had his one year checkup and he is progressing on a normal growth pattern. He’s become quite an adventurous eater, willing to try almost anything I feed him. Because of this I’ve decided it’s time to get my shit together and start eating healthier again. I don’t want him surviving off of Pop-Tarts and French fries. Especially because now that I’m not breast feeding anymore (hallelujah!!), my metabolism is going to slow down. This quarantine has done nothing good for my mid-section. I’m feeling like a busted can of biscuits at the moment and it’s not a good feeling. I used to give my mom so much shit for wearing “mom jeans” because I thought wearing pants clear up to your belly button was ridiculous and extremely uncomfortable. Now that I’ve got some extra cushion, I’m thankful they’re trendy again so I can keep it all tucked in ππ. This is perfect timing to get back on track though as all of the goodness of my garden is starting to ripen! I can’t tell you how much I love being able to feed Quinn fresh foods that I’ve grown. He lovessssssss cucumbers. He eats them almost every day. We had so many come on at once and now our plants are done but I’m getting ready to plant another round for fall harvest. I had originally started tomato seeds but I think I transplanted too soon and they didn’t survive the frost that wouldn’t go away in May. I waited too long to shop for plants and if not for our neighbors who had extra plants and were kind enough to share, we wouldn’t have much of a garden this year. We have a mixture of tomato varieties and they’re starting to ripen. I’m excited to introduce some tomatoes to Quinn’s cucumber salad in the next couple of days. We have blackberries ripening in the back yard, too. I actually don’t like blackberries all that much but Philip does and I hope Quinn does, too. He picked one last week when he was meandering around the deck railing. He took a bite but spit it out. I got him to take a second one but it didn’t stay in his mouth either so we’ll see how he feels about them when they get a little riper.
Speaking of things he spit out, Chris came to drop off his birthday gift and in true Chris fashion, snagged an onion from our garden on the way in and started eating it. Quinn was curious so she gave him a piece. This was his reaction:
πππ oh man I love her!
I’ve decided to become a gardening guru. It only took until the mid-season of year 4 to decide to finally learn something but better late than never *lπ€·π»♀️π€ͺ. I’m learning about the plants I have and the plants I want to start next year.
I FINALLY finished Quinn’s garden shed. Well, the outside anyway. I may paint the inside at some point but I’ve got some other projects started that I have to finish first. Michelle called me out on it so I figured I had better get it done so I could post a pic π. She was like, “Did I miss Quinn’s garden shed?” I’m glad you’re holding me accountable girl! π. Here ya go:
BEFORE
AFTER
Umm so the door is a little crooked because we need hinges but it’s fine for now π
He has his own flower garden, even though there’s only one flower in it right now.
I made curtains from a shower liner
I used foam tiles over garden pavers for the floor and hung up all of his garden tools π
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I think he likes it π
In the spirit of eating healthier, one of my (kind of) recent hobbies has been trying new foods through the Hello Fresh service. We had this once before and really liked it but decided to take a break for while. Since we’re not eating out, this is a way to try new foods that feel like they come from a restaurant because they have you do fancy things I wouldn’t normally do, like squeeze fresh lime juice on things and fry up some carrot curls π€·π»♀️π. It’s always nice to mix it with some new recipes and learn new ways of cooking foods. Here’s some food porn for your enjoyment.
Chicken fajitas
Spicy honey chicken
Crispy cheddar chicken
Mexican chicken and rice bowls
Easy cheesy black beans tacos. Quinn loved these!
Creamy dill chicken
Chicken over garlic Parmesan spaghetti
Lemon chive chicken
Philip always makes Quinn his own little dish of whatever we’re eating π
So we eat a lot of chicken. I didn’t realize how much until I started naming the dishes π€·π»♀️
No post is complete without pics of my girls, too.
He loves her so much. She likes him alright π€£
Poor Soph, the middle child who still thinks she’s the baby ❤️
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