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My Life Thus Far
2008-09-16 04:11:28 (UTC)

Relish Every Moment

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Some days I astonish myself at all I'm able to accomplish.
That old saying "you can do anything you put your mind to"
is so true if you take it to heart. Going over my to-do
list would be rather boring, so I don't want to do that.
I'll just bask in the glory that is a job well done :)

Keenan has been a fussy boy all day. He hasn't been crying
so much as whining and pouting. He's eating every two and
a half to three hours (pretty often for him) and he's not
comfortable anywhere (sling, swing or car seat). I'm
convinced it's another growth spurt. Every few weeks he
gets irritable and eats constantly. Then, he outgrows an
outfit I love and I'm sad :( I don't want him to grow up
so fast! I want him to stay little! He's my last baby and
I want to relish every moment. I love babies. Of course,
there's more to parenting than pregnancy and childbirth. I
know I don't want to raise four children, therefore I
won't be having a fourth baby. It's a hard pill to
swallow. My childbearing is over :(

Even though Keenan was fussy, Kiki was an angel. That was
such a relief, because I needed to grocery shop and its
always easier with even-tempered children. One kid in a
bad mood is bad enough, two or more is a disaster. Keenan
decided mid-way through the Commissary that it was time to
eat... NOW. He wasn't waiting. So, I had to feed him while
sitting on the bench of a blood pressure machine they have
in the little vestibule by the restrooms. I refuse to feed
him in a bathroom. I don't eat in the bathroom and neither
is he. I didn't get any funny looks. Thankfully, my very
clever nursing top made it look like I was just holding
him, not nursing. I don't like drawing attention to what
I'm doing. Even though I'm proud to be a breastfeeding
mother. Kiki gave me no troubles while I fed the baby. She
sat very patiently in our half-filled rocket ship cart and
played with the Happy Meal toy she got earlier in the day.
She's such an angel, my baby girl (most of the time).

As I've mentioned, Snookums will be leaving here very
soon. As is our tradition, he gets to have his favorite
meals right before he leaves. Tonight he wanted homemade
macaroni and cheese. The recipe I use, I made up myself.
It's cheesy, creamy and everything you'd want in a good
mac and cheese. It's really not that hard to make, either.
I should make it more often.

For dessert I decided to embark on a risky mission.
Snookums mom (Sue) used to make some of the best banana
bread I've ever had. Unfortunately, over the past few
years the quality of her bread has taken a major nose
dive. I think most people (that cook) know a basic banana
bread recipe. At least, I do. I've never made it for
Snookums because his mom's bread has always been his
favorite, but I got brave today. Last week she sent a
couple loaves of her bread and it was awful. The outside
was dark and tough. The inside was gooey and raw. Yuck.
So, I did a couple loaves of my own. Snookums was very
happy. He said it's some of the best bread he's ever had.
That's a huge compliment, because my husband eats a lot.

I was very domesticated today and it was kind of fun. I
don't think I want to cook from scratch and bake every
day, but once in awhile it's nice. Annie helped me in the
kitchen (measuring, mixing, stirring) where she could and
honestly, it was some of the best time we've spent
together in awhile. I love my life. Ciao.




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