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Ditalini and Beans
Ingredients A box of Ditalini-24 macaroni, a can of beans (I chose to use chili beans, but any kind will do), spaghetti sauce of your choice, and a bag of cheddar cheese. Preparation Add about... More
Ingredients A box of Ditalini-24 macaroni, a can of beans (I chose to use chili beans, but any kind will do), spaghetti sauce of your choice, and a bag of cheddar cheese. Preparation Add about... More
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Dreams and sugarplums: Baby’s first Christmas
Posted on Wed, November 25th, 2009
Written by: Sarah Hall,
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From the time I was a little girl, I wanted to be a mommy.
A lot of little girls dream about what they’ll do when they grow up – the jobs they’ll have, the man they’ll marry, the places they’ll go. And I dreamed about those things, too, but they weren’t first and foremost in my mind. If I didn’t find a job I loved, if I didn’t marry, if I never went anywhere, I still wanted to be a mommy.
When I did grow up and get married and get a job (though I never really did go anywhere – I now live three miles from the house in which I grew up), I knew the next step, the one that would make me whole, was to have a baby. The trick was convincing my husband, Brian, that we were ready. Once he was on board, I knew it was only a matter of time.
It turned out to take more time than I thought; it took nearly a year for me to get pregnant. I remember taking pregnancy test after pregnancy test, always seeing that sad, solitary pink line that meant “No.”
The test I took at the end of August 2008, though – that was different. I’d been feeling sick and every smell bothered me. Beyond that, I just felt different – when I took the test, I knew there would be two lines this time.
Sure enough, it was positive, and after a relatively uncomplicated pregnancy, I gave birth to a son, Andrew Robert, at 5:10 p.m. May 1, 2009. He’s now six months old and the most amazing little kid – he’s smart, he’s engaging, he’s happy. (If only he’d sleep.) Now nearly seven months old, he babbles like a pro, joins in on my conversations with others, puts everything in his mouth and discovers a new habit or trick every day.
In just a few weeks, Andrew will discover something else new: Christmas. It’s his first one, and I want to make it a good one. Money’s a little tight – isn’t it for everyone this year? – but it’s not about the presents he’ll get, especially now before he catches The Greedies (an inevitable illness all kids get, and there’s no vaccination for it).
So what will we do to make Christmas special? Largely, it will be the same things we do every year. There will be plenty of time spent with family, though we’ll have to make sure we make time for our own little family. In previous years, we’ve done Christmas Eve with both sets of parents – first Brian’s (dinner with his parents and grandparents), then my mother (snacks and presents by the fire while we watch Christmas movies). We follow a similar routine Christmas morning: his parents’ for breakfast and gifts, my mom’s for Christmas dinner, cramming our own celebrations wherever they would fit.
This year, we’ll need to instead start to bring those private, hasty celebrations to the forefront. How that will happen remains a mystery, and it’s likely going to take us a couple of years to perfect it, but (hopefully) we’ll manage.
We’ll also put up a big, fresh Christmas tree from Hafner’s. Hopefully, our three cats won’t knock it over, as they’ve done in previous years. I can’t wait to see the look on Andrew’s face when we get it all decorated and light it up. And when Santa comes and delivers his goodies, I can’t wait to watch him play with his new loot, learning and giggling all the while.
Whatever Andrew’s first Christmas looks like, we’ll do everything we can to make it memorable and happy. I hope you and your children, whether it’s their first Christmas (or Hanukkah or Kwanzaa) or their 15th, do the same.
You can contact with any questions. Also, feel free to post comments below.
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Posted on Wed, November 25th, 2009
Written by: Sarah Hall,
email:
From the time I was a little girl, I wanted to be a mommy.
A lot of little girls dream about what they’ll do when they grow up – the jobs they’ll have, the man they’ll marry, the places they’ll go. And I dreamed about those things, too, but they weren’t first and foremost in my mind. If I didn’t find a job I loved, if I didn’t marry, if I never went anywhere, I still wanted to be a mommy.
When I did grow up and get married and get a job (though I never really did go anywhere – I now live three miles from the house in which I grew up), I knew the next step, the one that would make me whole, was to have a baby. The trick was convincing my husband, Brian, that we were ready. Once he was on board, I knew it was only a matter of time.
It turned out to take more time than I thought; it took nearly a year for me to get pregnant. I remember taking pregnancy test after pregnancy test, always seeing that sad, solitary pink line that meant “No.”
The test I took at the end of August 2008, though – that was different. I’d been feeling sick and every smell bothered me. Beyond that, I just felt different – when I took the test, I knew there would be two lines this time.
Sure enough, it was positive, and after a relatively uncomplicated pregnancy, I gave birth to a son, Andrew Robert, at 5:10 p.m. May 1, 2009. He’s now six months old and the most amazing little kid – he’s smart, he’s engaging, he’s happy. (If only he’d sleep.) Now nearly seven months old, he babbles like a pro, joins in on my conversations with others, puts everything in his mouth and discovers a new habit or trick every day.
In just a few weeks, Andrew will discover something else new: Christmas. It’s his first one, and I want to make it a good one. Money’s a little tight – isn’t it for everyone this year? – but it’s not about the presents he’ll get, especially now before he catches The Greedies (an inevitable illness all kids get, and there’s no vaccination for it).
So what will we do to make Christmas special? Largely, it will be the same things we do every year. There will be plenty of time spent with family, though we’ll have to make sure we make time for our own little family. In previous years, we’ve done Christmas Eve with both sets of parents – first Brian’s (dinner with his parents and grandparents), then my mother (snacks and presents by the fire while we watch Christmas movies). We follow a similar routine Christmas morning: his parents’ for breakfast and gifts, my mom’s for Christmas dinner, cramming our own celebrations wherever they would fit.
This year, we’ll need to instead start to bring those private, hasty celebrations to the forefront. How that will happen remains a mystery, and it’s likely going to take us a couple of years to perfect it, but (hopefully) we’ll manage.
We’ll also put up a big, fresh Christmas tree from Hafner’s. Hopefully, our three cats won’t knock it over, as they’ve done in previous years. I can’t wait to see the look on Andrew’s face when we get it all decorated and light it up. And when Santa comes and delivers his goodies, I can’t wait to watch him play with his new loot, learning and giggling all the while.
Whatever Andrew’s first Christmas looks like, we’ll do everything we can to make it memorable and happy. I hope you and your children, whether it’s their first Christmas (or Hanukkah or Kwanzaa) or their 15th, do the same.
You can contact with any questions. Also, feel free to post comments below.
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