Mendolonium

Henry

 My “little guy” weighed in at 9 pounds (!) this past Thursday (four weeks and one day old).  Clearly, my worries about an early birth resulting in nursing difficulties were totally unfounded. 

Thoughts on Being the Mother of Two

Short version:  It’s great!  I love Henry!  I love Thomas!  Children are awesome - I want lots of them!

Long version:  Both Henry and Thomas are utter perfection to me.  I love them both deeply and fiercely.  Love may be infinite, however, time is not.  Shockingly, meeting every one’s needs to my unreasonable perfectionist standards is proving to be impossible.  What I want is to spend hours every day going on adventures and baking with Thomas, while also finding the time to take hours for nursing, rocking, singing to, and gazing at Henry.  Oh and while I am at it I want the time to dig in the dirt for an hour or so, a sparkling clean house, to develop a new recipe at least once a week, and a pampering getaway for a hair color and a massage.  What I get is a preschooler exclaiming ”I want to hang on mama” while I nurse the baby, frozen macaroni and cheese from a box for lunch, and dyeing my hair myself in the bathroom at 11:30 pm. 

Viruses

I am pretty sure hell isn’t filled with fire and brimstone, but with snot.  We are all sick – again.  Last time it was bronchitis.  This time it seems to be a mild cold.  With a bit of luck, there won’t be a next time for quite awhile.  Given that Jeff and I are both home now, Thomas will be taking a leave of absence from preschool  – aka “the den of disease”.

The Incredible Edible Egg

After a year and a half of fantasizing about a fried egg sandwich, taking an hour or two to get through the grocery store as I scrutinized every label with the precision of one reading about how to diffuse a bomb, making some truly craptastic cookies, and thinking of chickens as “the enemy” it appears that Thomas is no longer allergic to eggs.  It’s a long story that I honestly have no desire to write down but the end result seems to be that he can safely eat the previously forbidden eggs, garlic, and pepper (sesame is still off limits).  Thomas had no reaction to ”food challenges” of baked egg, egg in pancakes, scrambled eggs, and finally raw egg (in the form of banana bread batter).  Not only does this mean realbreakfasts, royal icing, cheesecakes, pâte à choux, and cookies that actually stay together, but it means that Mendolo farms is going to get itself some livestock.  Oh yeah. 

Independence Days

Yes – I am actually still doing the Independence Days challenge.  My mom and dad were visiting this past week and I actually got quite a bit done with the help of their excellent preschooler entertaining and and baby holding skills:

1. Plant Something or Take Care of Something You’ve Planted:

• Watermelon (4 “Sugar Baby”)
• Cucumbers (1 “Diva, 2 Marketmore 76)
• Cauliflower (4 “Snowball Y”)
• Green Beans (12 “Nickel Haricots Verts”)
• Zucchini (1 “Round French”)
• Carrots (“Danvers”)
• Moved all strawberries to the front yard.

2. Harvest Something:

• Peas.
• Lettuce.

3. Preserve something:

• Not this week.

4. Prep something:

• Organized the boy’s clothing. 

5. Cook something new:

• Lot’s of cooking, but nothing new. 

6. Manage your reserves:

• Working on eating up items (i.e., cherries) that we preserved last year prior to them coming into season this year. 

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