A while back I shared on Instagram that I've decided to become a gardener. (Basically get a little more involved in yard work than just mowing.) My hope was to plant a few flowers and start a small vegetable garden. Well, once my husband caught wind, his wheels started turning, too. So what started as a small venture into gardening. . . is now a full-blown backyard construction site. And not just our yard, the neighbour's, too. Three full dump trucks of soil removed and a couple more loads of rocks tampered down. . . and we've got ourselves the beginnings of some patios!
Hello everyone! I know, I know... it's been a while! These last two months have been a whirlwind of preparations for baby number 2... and waiting. That being said, I thought I would give you a quick update on what's been going on in my life lately.
Fall, also known as my favourite time of year, boasts of crisp, sweatshirt weather, warm apple cider, and mouth-watering pumpkin pies. But it’s also a time of reflection and thanksgiving. So to commemorate the first of two Thanksgivings I celebrate each year, I’ve put together a list of 10 reasons of why I am feeling grateful today. I challenge you to stop this week and really reflect on all of the blessings you’ve been given, big or small, as well.
Here’s my list of 10 reasons I’m thankful (in no particular order, of course):
As a mom, I know how fun dinnertime can be with kids. I also know how a simple meal can easily turn into a full-blown meltdown in a matter of mere seconds. Literally just yesterday I endured the toddler tantrum of the year. I should have been given an award for keeping my cool through most of it, but I guess that’s why I’m called “mom.”
It all started when I had Liam help me make a batch of muffins — a new recipe I’m developing.
In the last while, it has become increasingly evident to me that my husband and I are officially raising a little boy. The babyhood days are long gone. Even more so, my Liam is turning into a miniature replica of my husband. He throws a baseball straight (unlike me) and hits a mean slap shot. He has a hilarious sense of humour and laughs freely like no one is watching. And, my two-year old, ahem — my husband as well, is seemingly a pickier eater by the day. Okay, okay — they’re not that bad most of the time, but who doesn’t like pot roast?
That being said, I’m not sure I was completely prepared for boyhood with all the dirt, scrapes & bruises, and roughhousing that come with it. Of course, this shouldn’t have come at a surprise to me as I grew up with three brothers of my own. But somewhere between leaving my childhood home and becoming a mom, I have become a little too cautious with safety and hand-washing. On top of that, you will usually find me preoccupied with keeping everyone and everything neat and tidy — which too often hinders my ability to live in the moment.
Hello, I'm Erin – a follower of Christ, wife, mama of two, and registered dietitian. Welcome to my blog where I write about intentional motherhood, intuitive eating, inspired discipleship, and whatever else I feel like!
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