Somewhere between the typical nausea and exhaustion of pregnancy followed by the sleepless nights as a second-time mom, cooking went from being a favourite hobby to a dreaded chore last year. With that meant countless breakfast-for-dinners, Thai and Greek takeout nights, and hubby-stepping-up-in-the-kitchen meals during what felt like a one-year hiatus from the kitchen.
Then Fall came. The postpartum fog lifted along with my girl sleeping at more predictable times, and I started cooking from scratch and experimenting with new recipes once more. And I actually enjoyed it! I finally got out of my “just surviving” funk and into “thriving!” Hallelujah!
The best part? My sweet three-year-old starting paying me the cutest little compliments at dinner time...
The mother-in-law. There are very few relationships on earth that come with so much emotional baggage — both good and bad. But I must say, this is one relationship that can be one of life’s biggest blessings, if done right. Although, I didn’t always believe this. (In fact, I’ll admit I was a bit resentful).
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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