I know it’s been a while since I’ve written. And for that, I am sorry. But sometimes it’s hard to find the right spark to get the thoughts flowing enough to have something to write down.
I was quite sick for about a week, and thankfully that is done and over with, and I’m recovered from it. It was quite the nasty little stomach bug that was going around the area. I basically had to just bully through it, which wasn’t easy. Thankfully on my worst day out of all of them, the baby was ridiculously good and happy. Though, I had to eventually call my husband back from work for a few hours in the evening to help me. I had become so weak that I was having a hard time picking up the baby safely. So a friend of ours that he works with took his place at work for a few hours so that he could come home and help me out through the evening routine and to get the baby to bed with me before heading back to work.
We’ve been thankful to get out of the house on a regular basis since then, it’s been needed. The fresh air, the change in scenery, getting some energy out. The Holidays are upon us, and thankfully I was well enough to be able to enjoy our little Thanksgiving feast. And have gotten better every day since. The stomach bug has in a way almost reset my system in terms of what I want to eat at the very least. I’ve been kicked back into a fresher-food mode. Not entirely, but it’s definitely getting better than the rut we were in for a while. I’ve got my appetite back for the healthier things as well, and with the cold weather, thankfully I’ve gotten my cravings for soup back.
With the coming of the cravings for soup, came my renewed attempts at making homemade vegetable puree soups. Having had them nearly every single day when we were in Ireland for two weeks for our Honeymoon, I fell in love with them. Unfortunately the attempts I’ve made in the past were wholly unsuccessful. But since then I’ve gained a better understanding of food and cooking (thanks to my incredibly talented husband) and now work a bit simpler, which seems to have made all the difference. And it seems I’ll be only seeing the sky as the limit when it comes to the vegetable puree soups. They are just so incredibly simple, and essentially the same method for anything. Cook, season, puree. I over-thought it entirely too much before, especially trying to get the kind of texture I’ve tasted before. But that will come with time and experimentation.
I also plan on experimenting with adding the occasional bit of cream into the soups for a silkier taste. I look forward to some of the potato soups, but also trying some minor alterations and substitutions. I’ve come to learn that there are a couple of different things that are decent replacements for potatoes, healthier options. One being cauliflower, and the other being white turnip. We will have to see how they go. I don’t plan on replacing the potato entirely, but perhaps half the amount, just to add some other vitamins and minerals in that potatoes don’t provide.
I hope that they will make good little meals for the wee one as well. Though, I’m a bit hesitant to let her try the soup I made last night considering just how peppery it ended up. 🙂 We liked it though. Super simple. Not as smooth as I would have liked, but I’ll work on getting the textures I want. At least I’m not so picky these days as I was when I was younger and a little chunk doesn’t bother me so much any more.
I’m even more excited about this because we’re admittedly horrible about getting vegetables into our diet on a regular basis. And we’re both in need to really working them more into our daily life. I think it will be a good supplement to the things we do cook on a regular basis, and will help us feel a bit better over time.
I’m quite happy to get this renewed vigor regarding cooking, and food, and really getting back to trying to form better habits, like we’ve been talking about for a while. I hope that it also gives me more inspiration during the daytime hours as well to make better things for myself. But then again, I don’t always have the time or space to do that with the baby. I hope to try to get her visually involved though, and perhaps content more often in her high chair while I work so that I can do more cooking. Though, that’s still a bit of a challenge.
During all this, my wee little cutie turned 8 months. It’s incredible to think about, and looking back through her clothing it’s hard to believe that she was that small. So soon. So quick. I love watching her grow, advance, learn new things, and listen to all her little noises. But I do get pangs of wistfulness for the time when she was just so tiny.
She’s progressing so much, so quickly right now it’s hard to keep up. Her crawling is getting better and quicker, she’s pulling herself up to stand, and soon after that she started learning to put herself back down on her butt from a standing position. And immediately after that, she learned to start gliding along whatever she’s managed to pull herself up on.
She’s putting herself down for naps and sleep a lot better now as well. I can put her to bed tired and she’ll put herself to sleep. Well….most of the time. She still fights sleep and naps from time to time. But at least it isn’t a constant screaming session during bed time any more. Though, she definitely has some really early mornings where she just won’t go back to sleep. But sometimes that means a pretty decent nap mid-morning. (And I’m learning to nap myself these days. Definitely a necessity sometimes.)
I do believe she might have hit a small growth spurt recently as well. But it’s hard to tell. The week I was sick I am pretty sure she was sick herself, so we were both sleeping quite a bit. But it seems like she might have gained a little bit of height, perhaps a little weight, and her teeny little feet are starting to grow out of some of her socks! Hopefully this means that at some point relatively soon, she’ll grow enough to be able to wear shoes without them falling off because of her chunky little legs! She has no ankles to really speak of to hold her shoes on. Anything that looks like a knee sock is about all that will stay on at this point.
She has an interesting fascination with the cooler weather. She seemed so content with it when she was tiny, shortly after birth, and she still seems to have a strange contentment with it now. She loves the wind, she loves a little sprinkle of rain…she giggles and squeaks just being held while outside during this kind of weather. She is so entertained by it, refreshed by it, seemingly energized by it. (Which honestly is a nice thing from time to time, because it seems to wear her out a little too so that she’ll nap easier in the car while I’m running errands.)
I love my baby, but lord do I love her nap times.
Her dexterity with her hands is getting a lot better, she loves food that she can hold and feed to herself. She prefers the more solid things than the squishy textures. She mostly plays with the softer stuff, but actually eats the more solid things. She is almost endlessly entertained by feeding herself. Thankfully I’ve been able to get her to also still take stage 1-3 baby foods from a spoon. She seems to really be liking the stage three with the little bitty chunks of food with the puree. The only one we’ve tried at this point is a Pasta Primavera. Which isn’t a surprise to her liking it, one of her favorite things right now is pasta pieces with a bit of sauce on them. She hasn’t had any noticeable reactions to anything so far. Very thankful for that. She’s even tried some fresh fruits. She loves strawberries and pineapple. I try not to give her too much of those yet, but once in a while seems to be ok for a little treat.
She is still very much breast fed and seems to not be inclined to stop any time soon, which is ok with me. A friend of mine whom I ran into the other day at the grocery store has a wee one about 5 months older than ours. She weaned herself from breastfeeding around a year. I’ve got another 3.5 months until that milestone, so we’ll see how things go with the whole transition thing. At the very least I hope to keep pumping in order to give her milk in her sippy cup, whether or not she stays on the breast. The benefits of the breastmilk are just too much for me to feel ok forcing her to wean from it entirely. I would prefer to give her pumped milk over cow’s milk for as long as possible. We’ll see.
As for co-sleeping, that’s almost an impossibility at this point. She is so….attached to the breast that she will no longer feed and fall off and sleep. She will not sleep. She’ll be half-awake, but in almost constant motion and persistent fussing. She gets upset if I turn or cover up, which leaves both of us awake no matter what time it is. So, the process of having her sleep almost entirely in her crib has already started. I get up to feed her then immediately put her back in her crib. It’s gone well for the most part, but with learning so many new things so quickly she definitely has nights where she sleeps for a few hours then gets up, thinking it’s play time. Those are by far, not my favorite nights. And boy do they catch up with you.
I think that that is the meat of what has been going on lately, so I hope this catches those of you who read this on a regular basis.
Hopefully this puts me back on track for posting regularly again. 🙂