What the what?

So, just picture this…In my mommy brain haze, I’m trying to type an important email. I’m trying to type the phrase “getting all my ducks in a row.” I never realized what a difficult saying that was to type when your brain isn’t functioning at full capacity. There I am, just happily clicking away and hmmm what did I just type? What the what….I replaced the D with an F in ducks! Woooaaaa nelly, back that thing up! That’s not what I meant. Ok, well the F is by the D. Alright, crisis averted…start again. Click, click, click. What in the world! That’s not what I meant either. Ok, now I’ve replaced the the U in ducks with an I! That isn’t where I was going with this email. This saying sucks. Literally it does, because I could have typed that too.

From now on, I will never try to type ducks in a row ever again. Well, after this post that is!

Let it be her Daddy’s big head!

As I rocked my sweet girl to sleep tonight, I looked at her precious face and just wanted to cry. Why…why does such a little person have so many health problems. Adults should be the only ones that have to deal with health issues. It’s not really fair for her to have all this on her plate.

Friday she gets an ultrasound on her head. Lil’s doctor became a bit more concerned last visit since her head size has continually gotten larger. She was always above the curve but following it…until now.

I don’t feel that anything is wrong. As a mother you always think you will know. Unfortunately, I never expected her diagnosis at four days old or the Asthma diagnosis last week. She’s to small, to innocent…give her a break. She is developmentally where she should be at this point. That is something we were scared we would never be able to say.
Children are so innocent and so trusting. I wish I could wave my mommy magic wand and make her problems go away! Oh, how I wish I could. No more doctors and diagnosis.

Please, just let it be her Daddy’s big head.
Please…

Exhaustion

Exhaustion… every mom who’s reading this probably just took a deep breath in and exhaled deeply. No one knows exhaustion better than a mother. Men, well…I don’t think they really have a clue.

My husband was gone on an overnight trip for work. He had to drive a couple hours each way. Bigs and Lil both had colds and were teething. Yes, we had a blast at our house with 5 hours of sleep. My husband came home from his trip and uttered this unbelievable statement, “I’m so exhausted from driving and entertaining!” Yes, you absolutely read that correctly. He had a two hour drive, an evening of entertaining (which included a 7 course meal), a junior suite (cough, cough, peace and quiet), and drove two hours home the next day. The most absurd thing was that he couldn’t understand why I looked at him as if he was insane.

Are you kidding me?

There is one more thing us moms know about being tired. You think to yourself, there is no way in the world I can ever be more tired than this. The universe then decides to mock you! Hence, the next night in our household. Bigs woke up screaming at 2am. What makes this worse is his room is right above ours and you can hear everything. I comforted him and put him back down to only have him start screaming again.

No one knows exhaustion like a mom

I then promptly sent my husband back up who was supposed to sleep with him in the extra bed. He comes back half hour later. He had put the awake Bigs back in his crib. I was then awake until after 5:30am when I fell asleep on the couch. You see, the universe decided to be cruel and apparently give Bigs an extra dose of energy. The child kicked his crib, did the running man, and pointed at the camera and laughed. This was all while my exhausted entertaining husband lay beside me and snored. How do we do it? How do we manage to function some days?

Short Ribs

Thin Short Ribs

Snow falling, fire going, and short ribs cooking away in the oven. To me, there is nothing better on a cold day than braised meat or stew. If you’ve never tried short ribs, I highly recommend them! My husband and I love to cook. For me, it’s a much harder task to accomplish with two babies needing attention.

First, I highly suggest a dutch oven. Yes, you can spend a couple hundred dollars and more. I chose to try a cheaper version at Sams club and so far it’s paid off. The use of the dutch oven is a pretty easy way to infuse a lot of flavor into meat or poultry.

So, this is what you need. If you don’t have the exact ingredients it’s OK, I’ve put the alternatives I’ve used.

TIP: I always add red wine to red meat. You can’t go wrong.

Ingredients:

  1. Kosher Salt and ground pepper
  2. 5 diced garlic cloves (depends on size)
  3. Tomatoes (8 Roma or 2 regular, whichever you prefer)
  4. 1/2 to 1 diced yellow onion (up to you)
  5. 2 cups of beef or chicken stock
  6. 1-2 cups of Red Wine (I prefer Cabernet Sauvignon, but I have used others in a pinch)
  7. I also crisped up a little Prosciutto to put on top but it’s not needed

Directions:

    1. Place your rack on the lowest level in oven and preheat to 350.
    2. Season short ribs on both sides with salt and pepper. Cover bottom of dutch oven with olive oil.
    3. On medium-high heat sear off short ribs on all sides. Remove to a plate. Put in diced onions and cook down for a couple minutes. Add garlic to the pot and cook for just a minute to infuse the flavor. Pour in a cup of wine…or more! Use a wooden spoon to scrape up the brown goodness on the bottom of pan. Place in short ribs, tomatoes, and your stock. Cover and place in the oven. For the thin short ribs that I used you can cook for a couple hours. If you use the thick short ribs I’d cook for 2 1/2 hours.

I served the short ribs with mashed potatoes and snap peas. The short ribs were also paired with 337 Cabernet Sauvignon 2010.

Yummy!

Thirty two months

Thirty two months straight, that’s my number at the moment.

That’s how many months I have either been pregnant or breastfeeding! I am as shocked as you are. Let me tell you, my belly button will never be the same. I am amazed at how fast the time has gone. Everyone told me to enjoy the babies while they were small. Probably, like everyone else, I thought that I did. I am now looking at a 19 month old and 6 month old. It makes me sad how fast it’s gone.

That’s how many months I have either been pregnant or breastfeeding!

As mothers, we need some alone time, or “me” time. Honestly, I haven’t had much of that. I don’t have much breathing room. Being a stay at home mom is extremely rewarding. I wouldn’t trade it. There are also those moments when you just need to get away. When your child decides to do everything they’re not supposed to and give you that look…what are you going to do about it.

It’s amazing what we are capable of, mothers that is. Day in and day out we show up. We can’t call in sick. We have the toughest and the most rewarding job in the world.

So, this is my girls night out. The Sticky Mom blog is now my way of sharing all the joy, frustration, and tears. This is my way to exhale.