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Monday, August 26, 2013

The Wee One.

"Us" on August 15th, 2013 at about 27 weeks.  

~ Its a girl.  Its a girl!  Its a GIRL!  I have to say it so many times cause I still can't believe it. This has been the suspicion since about week 15, but we just confirmed it at our last appointment. 

~She's an active little thing and I've been feeling her move since week 16.  And when I say move, I mean MOVE.  It doesn't feel like little butterflies or how I feel after eating too much Chinese food.  It feels like an actual person doing aerobics in my belly.  Maybe cause it is?

~ I don't know how much I weighed at the beginning of the pregnancy, and I lost weight thanks to morning sickness, but since beginning to weigh  in at the doctor's we are + 4 kilos (about 10 lbs).  And I say "we" because the little girl is at least one of those kilos all on her own at this point.  

~ She remains nameless.  To her parents at least.  Not to her Creator.  Oh, what comfort there is in that!

~My only real craving thus far has been for peanut butter.  The creamy kind.  Then I started looking at pinterest recipes for peanut butter balls and peanut butter fudge.  Not good I say.  Not.good.at.all.  

~She kicks and flips all the more when she hears her older brother.  Particularly if he is crying or when he lets his contagious laugh loose.  She loves her brother!  He on the other hand has no idea what's coming his way!   

There is more to share, but said older brother is awake and ready for lunch.  So ta-ta for now!   

We love you little girl of ours!


Espagueti Verde

I always hesitate to share recipes here.  First of all, I enjoy cooking, but have a hard time of it.  It doesn't come naturally.  Secondly, Mexican dishes are like Italian dishes.  Ask 10 Italians how to make pasta sauce and you'll get at least 15 different answers. Disclaimer:  I'm not an authority on Mexican dishes by any means.  And last of all, I'm nervous to share a recipe 'casue they have been given to me by word of mouth. So its all just a general idea and a pinch of this there and a taste of this there to see what's missing.  I can type out exactly what I do, but you wont produce the *exact* same thing in your kitchen.  In fact, each time I make a dish its a little different and I think I did the same thing as last time.    

So all that much ado about nothing above.  Sorry.

Espagueti Verde {Or Green Spaghetti}

Its a dish our whole family loves, I've only been able to botch it once, and I don't make it nearly enough.  The following is what I do and we enjoy.

~ A poblano chili {They say one lie Mexicans tell is "no pica" but this chili really isn't spicy. More like a green pepper.}  
~ a couple cloves of garlic
~ about 1/4 of a small onion
~ Salt to taste.
~  Cooked spaghetti noodles.  {I use a 200 gram package. This recipe makes enough sauce to cover that and its just the right amount for our small family.}

What I do:
1. Saute the chili whole without any type of oil or fat.  The skin will start to turn black and bubble a bit.  This is a a good thing.  Turn the chili over, letting it saute until its black and bubbly on all sides.  Place in a zip-lock bag and close.  Allow it to cool in the bag.  This will raise the skin up a bit.  Take it out of the bag and pull off as much skin as you can.  {It should come off like a glove, but that doesn't always happen!} Its fine if some skin is still on there.
2.  Take off the stem and clean out the seeds.  Place chili, garlic, and onion in your blender with a bit of water.  Blend until its chunk free.
3.  Place a bit of butter in the bottom of a pot. Once melted, pour in chili mixture and let it simmer for a couple minutes.  At this point I add my salt to taste.
4.  To the simmering mixture, add your cooked noodles.  Allow everything to warm up together and enough liquid to evaporate so that its not too saucy.  You want the chili mixture sticking to the noodles.   You can stir in a bit of cream at this point too, but I usually don't.
5.  Serve warm as is or with shredded queso fresco on top.

The End.

A Rainy Sunday Afternoon Nap

 {Yes.  One of my favorite pass times is watching my handsome little man dream.  So?!} 
 What could be better?!

Perhaps waking in time for your spaghetti dinner?!  

{Saturday night/Sunday morning J cut in two teeth that we have been waiting on the past couple of weeks.  Since then, we have been sleeping.  A lot.  I thought, "Man, I could get used to this!"  Then a wee one putters around in my womb and I remember I better not!  I'll enjoy it for the time being and enjoy the sleepless nights when they come again!}

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

The week goes....

 And the days are rolling by!  I wake up on Sunday morning, thinking, "How are we here again?  Didn't last week just start?!"  Its good, its really good.  But with starting two news jobs {one Rafa and one myself}, a delightful toddler to keep us moving, and *attempting* to get ready to welcome a new bebe into the wold in about 12 weeks, its all just passing by so quickly.

I used to say , "Hey beautiful," whenever I talked to this sweet lad.  Somewhere in the past several weeks its become, "Hey handsome."  He smiles when I say it.  He's not a wee baby anymore, but rushing his way head on into boyhood!  

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

I cried.

As I alluded to in my last post, I have started working part time.  Very part time.

And I love it.  Thus far.  Today's only my second actual day.  But you know.

We have seen the Lord open this door and are eager to see where He is going to led through this.  

It's a challenge, but a good one.

But yesterday getting ready for work?  I cried.  Lots and lots of tears.  'Cause a new era always means the closing of another one.  And I have loved having Job at my side day in and day out these past 15 months...two years if you count womb time.  He makes cleaning, running errands, or whatever so much more joyful.   But guess what?  I *can't* take him to work with me.

I see wonderful, better, things coming down the path, but I loved being just the two of us during the day. And me working a couple hours a day a few days a week, good though it may be, changes that.

So I cried, cause I wasn't sure what else to do.

And waiting for me when I got home two hours later?  The sweetest of boys playing contently with his abuela. Coming home to my lad?  I hadn't thought of how wonderful *that* could be!

Saturday, August 10, 2013


Its 9:00 p.m. on a Saturday night.  My sweet little boy just fell asleep. I'm waiting for my hard-working man to finish up his work week and walk through the front gate. And I may be snacking on grape jello.  Oh yes.

Folks, I am tired.  Like I'm-sitting-in-a-wooden-straight-back-chair-so-I-won't-fall-asleep-tired.  I *could* go to sleep, but if that happens in the next little bit, before my handsome husband comes home, I can say adios to a good night's sleep.  Not worth it.

I'm tired, but oh for the best of reasons....

~My body is sustaining the life of a teeny person.  A person we should be holding within 14 weeks or so.  And that may friends, means my body is burning more calories than it probably ever has or ever will.

~ We've been up since 6:30.  For no particular reason, except that the youngest member of our family was done sleeping at that point.  And he had slept through the night.  Looks like our middle of the night rocking cause of teething is over for now.  

~The day was full, thus not giving me a nap.  I'm oh too used to a good 2 hour nap each day.  But I'm grateful for the occasional full day too.

~ We have the birthday of a very special someone to celebrate tomorrow.   We are keeping things simple, just the three of us, but the preparations made for extra errands today.

~ We walked probably over two miles today to complete said errands.

~I have planning, researching, and studying to do.  Monday I start a part time job.  It's been work getting ready, but I kind I enjoy so much.   And the job?  I'll {or should I say I may?}  write more about that later, but its exciting, from the Lord, and a good challenge.

Yes, being tired is a blessing, indeed!  But I'm thankful for the Lord in His wisdom, in making a day of rest...

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Miles on the Rocker

This week our rocking chair has been getting a work out.   The dear little one seems to be cutting some new teeth, so it means slow days and rocking away melt downs.  I have said it before, but I'll say it again, extra cuddles and sweet times are the only redeeming qualities when the babe feels yucky.

And now for a few pictures....

Tuesday, August 6, 2013


So its a little embarrassing to post about chickens two days in a row.  But who really cares?  
Take a look at what we found in the chicken yard......

Three radically different size eggs.  The first and largest one, we found yesterday.  The second one is what we would consider a normal sized egg, and the last smallest one, affectionately called a dud around here, I found today.  I'm hoping that it doesn't mean that one of my hens will now no longer lay.  Only time will tell!

Monday, August 5, 2013

Little Farmer Boy

Our six chickens and few square feet of garden space hardly qualify us as farmers, but we can pretend, right? 
Sometime during the day, be it right after breakfast or before bath time, I place Job in his stroller, give him a few grains of oats and roll him over to the back door.  Then I watch with a smile as the chicks gather and my little boy drops oats over the edge of his stroller one chubby handful at a time.  
The chickens humor him by gobbling up the oats as soon as they hit the ground.  Job laughs at their clucking, then throws over another handful.  

'Tis Sweet

  1. ’Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,
    Just to take Him at His Word;
    Just to rest upon His promise,
    And to know, “Thus saith the Lord!”
    Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him!
    How I’ve proved Him o’er and o’er;
    Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
    Oh, for grace to trust Him more!
    Oh, how sweet to trust in Jesus,
    Just to trust His cleansing blood;
    And in simple faith to plunge me
    ’Neath the healing, cleansing flood!
    Yes, ’tis sweet to trust in Jesus,
    Just from sin and self to cease;
    Just from Jesus simply taking
    Life and rest, and joy and peace.
    I’m so glad I learned to trust Thee,
    Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend;
    And I know that Thou art with me,
    Wilt be with me to the end.