Mexi-yes-i-CAN!

My cravings have not changed from one child to the next..I still am obsessed with Mexican food and Red Robin? I am convinced that my cravings are then passed to my child for further more. Liam’s favorite restaurant in the whole world is Mazatlan or any chicken enchilada he can find, and Henley’s favorite  is..well, Red Robin.

Aside from those cravings it has been a little different this time..and I will not complain about these. Artichokes. Dear lord. Back a pick up truck full of artichokes and I will devour them. I have no clue why but I have been eating them almost daily. The next one is cucumbers. Yes, raw cucumbers. I probably go through one a day as well, though my kids steal them from me..not going to complain there either. Last weird but not aweful craving…crisp, cold as can be honey crisp apples. I will even wake in the middle of the night craving one of those 🙂

ANYWAYS…The point of this post was to let you know that my recent re-pin of the chimichangas was DELISH. It turned out amazing. I tried out one earlier of the chicken enchilada’s, but this one takes the cake. Here is what I did…

Ingredients:

  1. 2/3 cup Picantae or your favorite salsa
  2. 1 tspn ground cumin
  3. 1/2 tspn dried oregano, leaves crushed
  4. 1 1/2 cup cooked chicken chopped
  5. 1 cup cheddar cheese shredded
  6. 2 green onion, chopped, with some tops (about 1/4 cup)
  7. 6, 8 inch flour tortillas
  8. 2 tbs margarine melted
  9. 1 more cup cheddar cheese for serving

Directions:

  1. Mix cooked chicken, salsa or picante, oregano, cumin, cheese and onion together
  2. Place about 1/4 of the mixture in the middle of the tortilla
  3. Fold in top and bottom ends, then sides and place seam side down on a baking dish
  4. Brush the top and sides of each rolled tortilla with melted butter
  5. Bake at 400 degrees for 25 minutes or until golden brown
  6. Pull from over, garnish with more chopped green onion, sour cream, guacamole, cheese and enjoy!!!

I also made home made mexican rice along with cheesy refried beans.. ( my kids love american mexican food so I tried to imitate) To make the rice you just make regular white rice and add a can of enchilada sauce and about 1/2 cup of salsa…I added a touch of cumin just for taste as well.

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No one told me you have to stand on your head…

I am BACK! It has been a long while since I have sat down and just started writing. I have all these thoughts and ideas going around my head throughout the day..days..months..and I haven’t stayed true to the blog!! It has been a busy couple months since we last spoke. School, Football, Soccer, Halloween and now Thanksgiving. OH and WE’RE HAVING A BABY!

The real reason I have not been able or wanting to blog is due to the fact that I have been the most miserable, depressed, sick person for the past 3 months. Let me take a step back into something a little more personal here on how all this came about.

My husband battled Osteosarcoma when he was 10 years old and it is a blessing he came out with only10 surgeries, chemo and a wonderful lengthy life to live. However, when he was in college he was told he would probably never be able to have children of his own due to the chemotherapy he received and age of his developing body. Fast forward numerous years when we met…the best day of his life I am sure 🙂 I had 2 beautiful little ones…Henley was just 7 months old and Liam was 1 week past 3. I knew the minute we started talking he loved children. He adores kids, all kids, even ones that are not his. After dating for 2 and a half years it was known we would eventually get married and my children would become his. But I knew that deep down, even though he said that would be enough…he wanted a wee one of his own. Me, being the woman…wanted to give this to him so so very badly! I knew I wanted more kids and that we both wanted a large family someday to huddle around a Christmas tree with. We knew we had time so we didn’t push anything or feel the need to be concerned yet.

Our lives were leading us into the direction of thinking of another child at this time. We had been happily married for nearly a year and our oldest, Liam, was going to be 7 in the coming months and our youngest, Henley was going to be 5. The discussion was easy, quick and joyful. Yes, we would start trying for a baby in the next few months. Now this whole event in our lives comes as very new territory for me. Blessed as I am with two healthy beautiful children…I had never planned ahead for them 😉 I had never had to due math, calculations, timing, and gymnastics to get a child before! After a month I figured OK well we should be pregnant by now. And when we weren’t…I would secretly be disappointed. After another month, I would almost cry..that doubt and fear we both had only grew stronger. The third month came and went even with extreme calculations on my end. The question of “How did I possibly get pregnant before?!” truly was a mystery to me. I had no clue how difficult physically and mentally this process would be.

[side note: I do NOT want to discredit people who actually do go through years of trying to conceive and years of medical help and interception. I am very grateful for my children that I do have and I do realize there are SO many others in worse positions..this is just my story. ]

And the fourth month arrives. My mother’s questioning ear every time she calls is getting more depressing and my close friend’s are as positive as they can be. I was done being disappointed every time I peed on a $15.00 plastic stick. I no longer wanted to make it such a BIG thing in my life that the 5 days leading up to a period was as nerve racking as ever!! So this month I told myself I was not going to tell a soul when my period was due, if I felt any early symptoms or not and I was just going to put it in the back of my mind. This worked quite well considering my period was due the day after school started for both my kids. I had been with my husband’s aunt all day and we had touched briefly on how hard it was waiting to conceive and she was mentoring me with her own stories. I came home, kissed my husband goodbye as he left to go to his fantasy league (lol) and I went upstairs to get ready for my night out with my mother-in-law..she was taking me to The Eagles concert! I have NO idea what made take a test at that precise moment considering I was only 2 days late…and had NO symptoms at all. I literally sat it down on the counter and walked away. I returned…flipped on the light…literally rolled my eyes and said out loud to myself..”oh surprise..another negative…” I hadn’t even looked at it yet. But as I did, I would soon see a light second line that made my heart come out of my chest. Getting to experience that excitement, overjoy and happiness was the coolest thing I could imagine. I had not gotten to experience that reaction in the past..and it was long awaited.

Of course the months leading up to this I had been on Pinterest looking up cute ways to tell my husband, family and friends. I had it all planned out how to tell Brent all cute. NO WAY. I ran to get my phone, hands shaking uncontrollably. “BRENT BRENT BRENT. WE’RE HAVING A BABY!!!!!” Brent: “What? huh” What did you say?” Me: “WE ARE PREGNANT!”  (my high pitched squealing voice was not going through very well on the receiving end) Brent: “Are you serious? I did it?!” At that moment  I wanted to cry. Not only could we share this moment of complete excitement together…but this was something much much more for him. The years of feeling doomed and not manly enough to do what he wanted to do..and cursing the Cancer that made it impossible for him to do so. I could only imagine what that moment felt like for him.

Telling his parents might have been even more awesome. A mother who had to watch her son fight for his life at such a young age and now watch him be tormented with the thought of that too taking away something so important for him. When we told her.. the tears and joy on her face were overwhelming for me. I felt so proud to be carrying such an important little person!!

Now fast forward 3 months…Brent has been hands down the best partner, husband, friend to a pregnant lady I have ever known. I have been a nightmare. Nauseated 24/7, vomiting some days all day long and unable to get out of bed. Washing dishes, vacuuming, cleaning, cooking and raising 2 children while I moan in bed and over the toilet. He has not complained….ONCE. He only asks what he can do, and how he can make me feel better. As awful as this is for him to see me in such rare form…he knows it is because I am busy making something he created…and he is in awe.

Being pregnant twice in your life and going through labor twice in your life kind of makes you feel like a know it all. I feel more confident this time around with things, and like I kind of, somewhat know what I’m doing. I really don’t though. This pregnancy could not be more polar opposite of my last two. I had perfect, no vomiting, no breast tenderness, no constipation pregnancies two times over before this. Why would it be any different, I thought. HA. Any and every symptom you could imagine and read about, or watch in a movie has been this pregnancy. I have been the most anti social person for 3 months, my kids don’t even recognize me anymore!! Mommy is sick and can’t make you food, bathe you or play with you has been a daily event. They think this baby is mean at this point.

Welcoming the second trimester now and only threw up once this morning. This must be the start of feeling better 🙂 We still have a long road to go but I am so thankful I get to walk it with my positive, nurturing husband. I feel so blessed to get to go through this part of life again. I know what is at the end of this journey and I am so excited to start loving another little child as much as I do it’s siblings.

To not feel alone through all of this I have been following a Youtube vlogger and fellow blogger. She is on her second pregnancy just 4 weeks ahead of me and I watch her videos and read her blogs daily.  There is something so comforting about knowing someone is going through the exact same thing in their life and getting tips and advice is wonderful. She shared the thoughts and feelings most people are too embarassed or afraid to do and for that I am thankful. Her, her husband, their daughter Emelia and their 6 dogs have a Youtube show they update daily in Ireland. I highly suggest checking it out, even if you are not pregnant. Just click the link below to be linked to her blog and there you can find links to their youtube sites.

http://www.annasaccone.com

Stay tuned for more pregnancy adventures and a gender reveal right before Christmas!!

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Monday night Slice

Now that the school year is in full swing..I am trying to find new, creative dinner choices for the family. I don’t want to, but I am. Yesterday, after picking Hen up from school I asked her what we should have for dinner. I go to my kids because I am not that creative..maybe it’s laziness? She said she wanted Pizza. Well… I feel like every time I order pizza, or get take out, it never gets eaten and just goes to waste. Then I remembered I have been wanting to MAKE little pizza’s at home. NO, not like actually home make the dough..I’m not there yet. I mean the BOBOLI make it yourself personal pizzas 🙂

Went to the grocery store and they had every little thing we needed.

  • 2 BOBOLI pizza dough’s per pack
  • 99 cent Prego pizza sauce jars
  • $1.00 deli sliced fresh pepperoni
  • Mozzarella
  • Green bell pepper
  • Italian sausage at the meat counter

pizza

I have these awesome cutting boards that we received from our wedding that worked perfect. They are plastic and flexible but worked as a place mat type thing for the kids to be “creative” with their pizza making. Henley of course OD’d her pizza dough with sauce…and Liam put every inch of cheese and sauce on meticulously. Kids.

liam pizza

hen pizza (don’t mind the naked child…she gets messy so easily)!

We popped them in the oven at 450 degrees for about 8 minutes exactly…and they were complete!! Henley chose to dip hers in ranch…surprise surprise…and I ate mine almost all gone!!!

Very fun and successful dinner in the Marino household last night..I got super mom points..for a dinner item!!

Tonight’s menu: SALMON, red potatoes and salad!

Buona Fortuna!

 

 

The Lesson’s I’ve Learned…

It has been a SUMMER. It has been a wonderful 3 months of being a stay at home mom filled with laughing, crying, yelling and contemplation. I feel like the same person…but different. I have learned so much this summer and am so thankful to have gotten the chance to re-discover who my kids really are as people.

1st lessonOnce you start staying home with your kids..they become ridiculously attached to you. Because I have always worked..and they have needed to be in daycare, they were always OK with leaving me. When I needed a sitter..they would go wherever I chose and be happy. NOW, heaven forbid mom wants to have an hour or two away from them. It started off with screaming and crying and “WHY ARE YOU LEAVING US?!” no mom guilt there, at all. I was so confused. Then it occurred to me they have actually gotten attached to me. They rely on me, they trust me..their mom. I am the one now who they run to with the scraped knee, the bad dream, the excitement of figuring something out. THIS is why I chose to stay home..to build that trust and relationship with them…for them to need me.

2nd lessonPatience really is a virtue. Good heaven’s have I had to practice this. Prior to SAHM they were in 2 different classrooms all day long and then when they did get home.. Liam usually was hanging out with his friends. They didn’t spend too much time together. Well..3 months later I think they have barely spent 2 hours apart. It has been difficult. On one hand they are best friends, on the other hand they hate each other.  Henley discovered the art of clawing people..namely Liam. When she gets mad at him..she digs her little, multi colored nails in his arms. UGH. I have tried to create separate, quality time away from each other these past few weeks which totally helped. Now with back to school starting- insert screaming for joy- They will get the time apart they need to be an individual and have their OWN friends again. While I am on this lesson…I do have to say I now totally understand why mom’s were so excited for back to school. I used to think it was because they were excited for their kids..NO. They were excited for themselves. 

3rd LessonOh, I have a husband?! Yes, ’tis true. I feel like I have neglected the hubby prior to my SAHM gig. Those 430 wake up calls never gave me the opportunity to watch a movie, have a conversation or do ANYTHING passed 8 pm. It has been so incredibly fun staying up late, chit chatting, watching movies, TV shows and even having a night life! I am a 26 year old again! Woo hoo! A large thank you to all of the family and friends who have been so helpful in watching the kids for us when we wanted a grown-up night away! Brent and I have been able to enjoy a lake house in Chelan, Seattle nights, a few dinners and quiet time after 9 pm in our own home..it has been great! Finally starting to feel the balance of things…

4th Lesson–  Family is everything. The kids and I have gotten to spend some pretty awesome time with all of our family and friends these past 3 months. From joining our Aunt at her lake house for some swim time to family reunion’s on Vashon island. We spent a week in Wenatchee with family which was such a wonderful thing I could share with my kids. For them to see where I used to spend my time as a child and to create memories.

5th Lesson- I CAN cook?! Yes, It is kind of true. Brent has blessed me with the challenge of trying to cook more…He knows I am capable and is trying to help teach me to try new things. I have gotten a tad bit creative and mostly everything I have done has been good! 🙂 Turning in to the school year now…we are going to create a food board and try to stick with meal plans. I said.. “You mean I can’t make chicken nuggets and french fries every night?”

So the sun is starting to fade, the night is coming sooner and we are getting closer to HOLIDAY SEASON! Oh what fun I shall have with Pinterest and being a SAHM during the holiday’s!

I hope to start writing at least every other day through the school year..since I now have 2 and 1/2 hours to myself once Henley starts school this week! 1150330_791033176456_1045425578_n

Why yes, I do Bake.

Stay at home mom blog thought of the day….ready for back to school. Today seemed like it would NEVER END. Kids would not stop harassing each other, beating on each other and tattling. SO I brought out the aprons and thought I would fuse their energy into something useful…

OK….

All I really wanted was something sweet…and we were out of chocolate!

Pinterest always helps me out in this department. I found an easy schmeezy recipe for Peanut Butter cookies. I went to make sure we had everything, thinking that would be too easy..to have everything I need…but we did!

Ingredients:

  • 1 cup peanut butter
  • 1 egg
  • 1 teaspoon Vanilla Extract
  • 3/4 cup sugar  

I added:

  • Flaxseed Meal
  • Marshmallows

This all seemed great and all but I just didn’t think it would work without flour…OH that’s right..we don’t have any…I pulled out this Flaxseed Meal I got at Trader Joe’s a while back and threw 1/4 cup in there.

flaxseed meal

I also thought I would make it a little more fun by adding Marshmallows. Mixed it all up int the mixer and baked on cookie sheet for 14 minutes at 350. They turned out AMAZING!!! I stamped the top of them with a fork and sugar before they went in as well which definitely made a difference.

pb cookies

and now we will enjoy them 🙂

#whatisamomsupposedtofeellike

I really want to talk about- the not talked about things. Lately I have been feeling a bit down on myself. I feel like I can speak for (hopefully) most moms out there when I say: I never feel like I am doing good enough. I see other moms out there taking their children to parks, camping, hotels, airplane rides almost on the daily and it makes me feel like I too should be doing those things. 

My day usually consists of this: I wake up when my kids wake up..no alarm, After 20 years of wake-ups I thought I owed it to myself to let myself just sleep. Once I’m up..still in pajamas..I meander downstairs and make breakfast and of course my coffee. I will take the coffee into the office and start facebooking- usually selling stuff- or ya know what? just plain old stalking. Now this on occasion will make me feel like I am being a “bad” mom. I sit and think “well, other mom’s are probably making their children vegan, organic, gourmet meals and singing to them while they eat their food so the tone of the day will be set for them.” That’s just NOT going to happen. After a couple screaming episodes and teeth biting sessions..the kids are upstairs getting ready. Now this is where I decide which road to take.

to go-out or not to go-out, that is the question. 

Me talking to myself in my mind again “other mom’s are probably going to be taking their kids to the zoo or some amazing park today, you should do something too if you want your kids to turn out good.” Well eff that. 

So I sit on the couch for a moment. In between folding laundry, picking up the trail of toys, shoes, clothes, and I instagram. Dammit. She beat me to it…

[WE BUILT OUR OWN TENTS WITH TWIGS WE FOUND ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD AND ARE EATING OUR HOMEMADE PICNIC LUNCHES WITH VEGAN AND ORGANIC FOODS TO NOURISH MY CHILD’S HEALTH- HAPPY TUESDAY 🙂 #lovemykids #bestmommyeva #mykidsareawesome ]

This is always what happens. So as I should be feeling pretty damn good that I actually fed my children and am doing household chores, I don’t. I feel bad that I too am not nourishing my child’s health or imagination.

Is it so wrong to just want your children to play with themselves in the back yard and imagine they are in Africa in the rain forest having an awesome adventure everyday?? Shoot. I was an only child until I was almost 10 years old. You think my parents entertained me every second of the day? Or took me to some amazing undiscovered spot of Washington every week? Or even fed me somewhat organic PB&J’s? The answer is NO, no they did not. And I think I am pretty nourished mentally, just fine. 

{as I am writing this my sons walks in and says in a very whiney voice “I just want to go the lake, why can’t we do ANYTHING.”} He played the entire day with his best friend. I am such a HORRIBLE mother. 

I guess what I am trying to say is that I am so tired of feeling like I am less of a mother just because my IG pictures aren’t AMAZING every day. I don’t have the money to take my children to some exotic park, science center, zoo, aquarium every day of the week to keep them entertained. I also, don’t feel bad about trying to teach my kids how to use their imagination to play, like we all grew up doing. 

My husband and I actually had to sit the kids down and teach them what it meant to use their imagination. Liam was like “what do you mean hide out in the back yard with these camouflage clothes on and pretend there is someone trying to attack me?” and Hen was all like “No mom, there is not any tea in this cup and my doll is definitely not going to be able to drink this, she’s not real and there is nothing in there.” 

I hope I am not the only woman out there who feels constantly defeated by mom blogs, Facebook, IG and other forms of social networking. Who cares what other moms are doing, I want to start feeling empowered about the things I do with MY children. I can teach them amazing things about this world without even leaving my house. I challenge all you moms to try and teach your children the fundamentals of childhood before adventuring out. It’s much harder to teach them to sit down for just a bloody second to learn how to play a board game or a puzzle.

It’s ok to stay home and clean your house and not go anywhere..it’s ok to not be perfect. 

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Children and Sun burns

Just thought I would take a second to talk about 2 things on my mind right now. My wonderful children are upstairs “cleaning” up their mess and I just got the “OH MY GOD MOM” outcry of frustration from my almost 7 year old. Seriously.

Liam: “Hey mom, I have a compromise for you. ” 

Me: “Oh really, what’s that”

Liam: “We can say we cleaned the upstairs, but we really don’t.”

Hen: “YA!! That’s good Liam”

This is what I have been dealing with today. Part of my SAHM thing was to teach my children responsibility. Thus, cleaning up after their own messes. 

They both just came downstairs and said “done.” OK, well I will just go take a little gander upstairs then to see what a fine job you did. All of a sudden, fleeting little footsteps dart out in front of me up the stairs. “DON’T COME UP YET!” I go upstairs to find not one thing had been cleaned up. I then made the decision to say that if they lie again they will go to their rooms for the rest of the night. Cue the “oh my god mom!” from Liam. 

kids, pshhh. 

 

SECOND on my mind. My incredible sunburn. We went to the lake today..I sunscreened the children, like a good mother does…but not myself. UGH. OWE. I look like the Coppertone little girl at the moment. Nix the dog pulling down my underwear. I will use this brief blog to say that….COCONUT OIL will be my skin’s best friend tonight and tomorrow. I’ve been using the Trader Joe’s brand and it works amazing things on my skin. One more healthy skin item for this bad burn..Aloe Vera Gel..but this realllly good kind I got as a sample from a facial I received. I will post a link below. Also, if there is anyone who would appreciate a coconut oil how to or post on the VARIOUS things you can do with it, or how to use it..just let me know 🙂

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http://www.set-n-me-free.com/ -link to buy the aloe gel that is OUT of this world

The Desk Dash

My mother is amazing. I should always start off my stories like that I’m sure. She found these desks on the side of the road, for FREEEE. We had just moved into the big house and so there for I could not turn down anything for free. They are 2 old, school desks…the kind where you could very cooly slide into them and stare at your crush from across the room kind. I honestly did not like them. I had no idea where to put them, and I just didn’t know how I could make them look good. Mom If you are reading this..it get’s better, don’t worry. For the past year they have been sitting up in our bonus room..just sitting there. Kind of like in school….you see them and kind of get anxiety. To give them SOME credit..Henley uses them all the time. When I decide it is an appropriate time to paint-I hate that activity- I let her use those desks…. 🙂

We were kid free tonight which is very very rare. I had brought home some of the kid”s old stuff and again..we felt the need to completely RE-ARRANGE a room. The bonus room has been kind of “that” room in our house. We put a free couch, a free TV in there..threw in the kids toys and called it good. We assumed that now that we had a huge play room they would play up there. Well they DON’T want to play up there and IT was not the best idea we ever thought of. It doesn’t “feel ” like a playroom Brent said. It doesn’t make them want to be up here…Brent said. FINE. We spent the last 4 hours re-arranging this room to make it more “Kid play worthy.” The desks were honestly something I was like OK let’s get rid of them. BUTTTTT guess what people??????????? I wore off on my husband. He had the brilliant idea of re-making them into something pretty, cool, decorative. Something he knew his wife would A. Like to do B. Like to have in her house. C. Write about.

We took both of the chairs down into the garage and his big mind started turning. First we spray painted them..some spray paint we had already had. Liam’s chair is Red, Navy Blue. Hen’s chair is baby pink and gold. Next, the kids got these art easels from Christmas and the mass paper roll didn’t fit into the top of them..so they haven’t been able to use the paper roll. He thought it would be so great if some how we could fit the paper roll on the side of the desk so they could pull it across the desk top to color on endlessly. He ended up finding some spare brackets in thew garage..drilled them into the bottom of the desk..found an old metal bar to use for the paper roll and installed it. Now the kid’s can sit at their desks..up in the PLAY ROOM, and draw, paint, color on the paper right on the new desks. I am in love. With the desks and my husband!!! So here is the desks un-veiling–see mom I told you it would turn out good! Thank your son-in -law for this!

desk 1 This is before anything.

desk 2

Then this is after

desk 6


desk 5

Haven’t put the paper roll on Henley’s yet..

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