Earlier this year, I made a commitment to eating clean. Since then, I have been doing a lot of baking, chopping, and cooking in my kitchen. We eat home cooked food for pretty much every meal, and yes, leftovers totally still count as home cooked meals (“Hello, third day pasta. Where have you been all my life?”).
Being busy is a status symbol these days. Ask someone how they are doing or what they’ve been up to, and chances are you might hear the word “busy” in their response. If busyness is the currency of the 21st Century, we all want to be Bill Gates (or P. Diddy).
As some of you know, I have been on a mission to eat clean this year, which also means I have been spending some major QT with my kitchen and all its accoutrements (like the oven). Over this time, I have discovered a few hacks that have helped me speed up cooking and have reduced the amount I have to clean. Without further ado, here they are (in no particular order):
I recently visited some family in Southern California and went to one of my favorite cafes in Santa Monica. I love the fresh, real food and the crazy OMG-who-do-I-have-to-sucker-punch-to-get-a-table-around-here atmosphere. Plus, let’s be real – the desserts are pretty good too (Coconut Pound Cake, I’m looking at you!). But that’s not the point of the story.
Over the past few months, I have gotten to go to the doctor (my doctor) with my newborn in tow.
In fact, I have seen one two three four doctors with junior: three specialists (one of which was my OB) and my good ol’ regular doctor. Mind you, before having three kids, I didn’t normally go to the doctor. Or bring a kid with me for that matter. However, as part of my hazing for being a mom of three with no family nearby (read: no free/emergency babysitting), I was blessed with needing to go to the doctor many times with a newborn. Here is a rundown of the two most memorable ones:
Baby #3 is finally here (Yay!). The sleepless, drugged day-into-night time warp feeling has begun as has the overwhelming joy in having a new addition to the family (and to finally getting to enjoy chocolate and decaf coffee without heartburn again – hooray!).
Being our third time around the newborn baby block, I find myself thinking about how this time is different from all other times. So, before the fog of the newborn period lifts, I figured I’d write a post, one-handed, about how our third time on the newborn merry-go-round has been different than our first or second one.