Food: 1/31- 2/7

Every couple of weeks I’ll take the time to make a menu before I go grocery shopping. On those weeks, we typically eat tastier food and less junk, spend less on eating out, and roll through without any major pre-supper-time meltdowns on my part. Even when I do make a menu and corresponding grocery list, it usually ends up crumpled in my purse or lying on the kitchen counter. So, in an effort to get a little more organized in this new stage of life, I’m going to make an attempt to post a weekly menu here.

Although we’ve been almost exclusively Paleo for the past year (at least in regards to what I cook at home), the past few weeks have been a complete carb fest. I have been thinking about honey mustard flavor pretzels for the past forty-eight hours and guiltily went to Subway for lunch. So, lots of potatoes and beans are making an appearance in this week’s menu as an attempt to keep the bread away.

Also, I do my grocery shopping on Thursday afternoons to coincide with Cody’s mid-week payday and my class schedule. I’m an all-day snacker, so the lunches are what I plan to pack for Cody.


Supper- Chicken Taco Chili (with a few crackers)


Breakfast- bacon and eggs

Lunch- leftover Chicken Taco Chili w/ small salad and homemade dressing

Supper- Philly Cheesesteak Stuffed Peppers w/ cauliflower


Breakfast- sausage with fruit

Lunch- club meeting- make bacon wrapped cocktail weenies

Supper- Parmesan Chicken Roll-Ups w/ salad and green beans


Breakfast- sausage and egg scrambler or out

Lunch- midwife appointment

Supper- Super Bowl- make Taco Dip and Jalapeno Poppers


Breakfast- bacon and eggs

Lunch- tuna salad with lettuce, pickles, fruit, beef jerky

Supper- Garlic and Lemon Chicken Bake w/ Potatoes and Green Beans


Breakfast- sausage and eggs with fruit

Lunch- Cold Grilled Shrimp with super salad, boiled eggs, fruit

Supper- Steakfingers w/ baked potato and cheese, broccoli


Breakfast- fruit and sausage

Lunch- tuna salad with pickles and fruit

Supper- Roasted veggies and pork loin sliced and baked (prepare a.m.)


Breakfast- bacon and eggs

Lunch- leftover pork and veggies

Snacks: homemade berry gummies, chocolate-dipped and pecan-covered apple slices, homemade apple chips with cinnamon, peach ice cubes with tea, apple sauce, beef jerky, homemade ranch dip with broccoli and carrots, pickles



Eight weeks today and already feeling a little thicker in the middle. Not round, not necessarily even pregnant, just a subtle preparation for the expansion soon to come.

No, I do not plan to immediately begin wearing maternity clothes, accidentally making room for premature and unnecessary weight gain as I stuff my face for two; however, I do not want to walk around in jeans bordering on vulgar just because they still half-way zip or stretch-out my entire wardrobe and have nothing to wear after the baby is born.

That being said, I foresee a need for flowy tops and cute dresses within a month or so.

Cody has, I don’t know, twenty-five first cousins, many of whom are around our age and having babies left and right. One sweet cousin sent over a load of her maternity left-overs (she’s due with her third in about a month) for me to pick through tonight.

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In total, I picked out seven tops, a pair of jeans, a pair of nice black trousers, a black skirt, another skirt, and seven tops… all for $20.00. Honestly, this should hold me through the summer. What a blessing! Some of the pieces are from Motherhood Maternity. I took a look in one of their stores a couple of weekends ago… I’ve never felt the desire to pay $30.00 for a shirt and I don’t foresee even the worst hormonal befuddlement changing that.


The philosophy of applied science is generally quite sure that the saving of labor is a pure gain, and that the more of it the better. This is to assume that labor is an evil, that only the end of labor or the material product is good. On this assumption labor becomes mercenary and servile, and it is no wonder if many forms of modern labor are accepted without resentment though they are evidently brutalizing. The act of labor as one of the happy functions of human life has been in effect abandoned, and is practiced solely for its rewards.

I’ll Take My Stand The Twelve Southerners (otherwise known as The Fugative Poets)


O lord, thou hast searched me, and known me.

Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off.

Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.


For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O Lord, thou knowest it altogether.

 Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me.

Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.


Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?

If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.

If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;


Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.

 If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.

Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee.


For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb.

I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.

My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.


Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.

How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!

 If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.


Psalms 139: 1-18


In August I suddenly wanted to become a mother.

I prayed that Cody would be filled with the desire to become a parent and remained terrified to share my own desire with him. Funny how nobody tells you that marriage can be like that sometimes.

In December, that particular prayer was answered. I began to pray that we would indeed conceive.

Little did I know that within only a handful of days, my prayers would be answered.

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On our last day in Paris, I took a pregnancy test and and we spent the afternoon walking around in awe of our blessing. I prayed for our child as I stared at the stained-glass windows in Notre Dame.

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Today, I am seven weeks pregnant. I eat crackers and ginger ale and think about laying down on a blanket in the woods behind our house with our baby this fall.

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What an amazing thing this is. Walking around with another human growing inside me and nobody knowing it.

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