Dinner Menu for the week of November 17th

Last week’s recap.

We are STILL eating chili from earlier in the week.  We made a huge batch, so it fed us for several lunches, and also stocked the freezer.

The honey mustard chicken was amazing!  I doubled the recipe and brought it to a mama that welcomed a new tiny at the end of October.  She sent me an email raving about it, so it will be a keeper.

The pulled pork tacos turned into roasted pork tenderloin with blueberry sauce.  I did not have any limes, and I needed to improvise. It was really tasty, and the kids gobbled it up.

Tonight for desert I pulled together a yummy cobbler with strawberries, blueberries, blackberries and apple.  I squeezed a meyer lemon over the top of the fruit with a little zest, then drizzled honey on the top.  I used this recipe for the crumble, using 2tbs honey mixed with whole plain yogurt instead of cane sugar.  Yummo!

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Here is what is in the plan for this week:

Sunday:  Grilled scallop and avocado salad

Monday: Brinner…  Avocado, Bacon and egg wrap

Tuesday:  Whole chicken in the crock pot and bacon glazed carrots

Wednesday:  Chicken tostadas using the left over chicken

Thursday:  Cobb salad with egg, avocado, cheese, cucumbers and shredded carrots

Friday:  Parmigiana Meatballs with steamed broccoli

Saturday: Minestrone soup in the crock pot

Eat well friends!

Dinner Menu for the week of November 10th

Getting back on the menu horse.  Last week was full of defiance, and sorrow, and other things that have nothing to do with menu planning.  It all just resulted in me having very limited energy to meal plan.  Can anyone guess what happens when I do not meal plan?  Suffice it to say…nothing good.

Since I did not update you last week, I thought I would sneak in this gem. On Halloween, I brought some real food snacks for Trevor’s Halloween party.  It clearly was a HIT with the pinterest stalkers, because there was another mom that brought the same thing!  Ha!  (Stems are kiwi, and the ghost eyes are cocao nibs)

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Another win during my week of defiance was these ever so delicious and simple pumpkin granola bars.    PS, who says you can only make pumpkin things in the fall?!?!   These pumpkin swirl bars are in my very near future!

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Here is what we have on the menu for this week:

Sunday: Turkey chili in the crock pot

Monday: Left over chili

Tuesday:  Honey mustard chicken with  cheesy broccoli orzo

Wednesday:  Sauteed scallops and quinoa with orange/avocado salsa 

Thursday:  Bacon, avocado and tomato omelet

Friday:  Pulled pork tacos. (Home made tortillas!)  Should have more than enough to freeze for leftovers!

Saturday:  Left over tacos

Hope everyone has a great week!

Today is not my tomorrow

My minion alarm went off this morning at 4:53am.  It was too early, and he is too loud.  After a quick shower, I rallied a smile for my little men, and started the day.

While sitting with my coffee in the dark, my mind was already on all that I had to accomplish.  Making mental notes, talking to myself, and moving from thought to thought.  It seemed like as soon as it began, I was already longing for the day to be over, and for some rest.

I am over committed, and exhausted.  I apologize often.  I have 4303 emails in my gmail inbox.  That is with filters ON that file away things like coupons, recipes and purchase receipts.  My to do list ALWAYS includes going through my email to make sure that something did not slip in that requires attention.  I cannot ever seem to get past the daily fires to get to most things on my list.  I actually confess to people often, that if they need to reach me, they will need to hunt me down.  I give people permission to stalk me.  How sad.

The last year and a half has been a blur.  I am grateful for the fuzzy memories, as I know in the deepest parts of my soul that this season has not been filled with my most shining moments.  I was not the best mom, wife, employee or friend.  I was just surviving in each role.  I humbly AM still just surviving in each role.

At the beginning of the year, we were consumed by worry about Trevor’s developmental progress.  Both language and motor delays had us running from assessment to assessment, and doctor to doctor.  The Google machine on my computer was also working overtime.  The choices, the appointments, the home therapy meetings, and the hours spent in the waiting room chasing Lucas are finally starting to wind down.

It is hard to truly know what made the most impact on his development, but this swamp is slowly drying.  Was it the group speech classes, the individual speech therapy, the holistic therapies, the elimination of chemicals in our home and food?  In all honestly, I do not care.  None of the things we did  caused additional harm.  I am over the obsessing.

As a mom that is prone to worry, it is hard to see light.  It feels so lonely to carry the burdens of the minutia of running a home and little lives.  Couple the worry with lack of sleep, and it really does feel like whatever milestone you are trying to reach will.never.come.

Raising littles is a series of groundhog days.  While it appears that each day is the same, and I will never emerge from the weeds, I have to believe that new days come.  In the moment of crisis (or perceived crisis), the situation seems so very permanent.  I remember thinking my kid will never sleep through the night, will never walk, will never talk.   Logic gets lost.  Time S L O W S.

I need to really believe that it is all just a series of seasons, and remember that each new day brings hope of milestones met.  I need faith to believe that today is not my tomorrow.  After all, we are overdue to begin potty training and at some point we will have to move Trevor from a crib to a toddler bed.  Just pray.