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Summer is for s’mores

Summertime is officially here! And summertime calls for s’mores.

I’ve got a lot of hungry mouths to feed this summer and it’s not always idea to make a fire outside. Let’s be honest, it’s hot! 90 degrees and 90% humidity is NOT s’mores weather!

I decided to treat the kids to indoor s’mores this week. They were delicious! Ooey and gooey just like on a campfire!

It’s also berry season around here! A mysterious raspberry bush has been growing in the back yard and no one knows how it got there! I think a bird must have dropped a seed. Who knows! All I know is now we have several red raspberry plants growing! I couldn’t be happier! My children all love raspberries. They could eat them everyday but they’re so expensive. We have black raspberries, those have been around for years. But the red ones are new! I’m delighted to be able to just go in the back and pick some for them! They’re absolutely delicious too!

Happy summer everyone!

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3am Rants

Good morning.

I’ve been awake since 2am. I’m not a night person. I’m a mom. A mom to three wonderful little angles, who apparently missed the memo that night time is for sleep. My oldest kicked things off this morning. He needed to use the rest room, which he just had to wake me up to tell me. Then the baby woke up to nurse. Fine. I’m up anyway. Then the middle darling woke up screaming, as she’s been doing that every night for a week now. ‘Okay, Elizabeth, I’m sorry but mama can’t help you. Baby is nursing.’

And here we are, at 3:39 am. Baby is still up, playing in his crib. Elizabeth is still yelling, alone in her room. ‘Mama still hasn’t had a free moment to help you Liz.’ I feel bad, ya know. She wants to see me. I should be happy my kids always call out for me when they wake up in the morning. They love me, they want to see me. But I’m tired. My husband is sound asleep. I’m jealous. I want to sleep too. But I don’t. I never do. I wake up every night to help the kids go back to sleep, but who helps me?

Being a mother is a thankless job. It’s tedious, I work long hours with no break. I’m a maid, a cook, a pastry chef, a teacher, a sleep coach, a nanny. It’s exhausting and there just isn’t enough coffee in the world to make this mama not tired. Don’t get me wrong though, my kids do say thank you. I know they appreciate me, but still.

Mama needs a break.

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Apple pie time!

It’s my favorite time of year; fall! There’s nothing quite like cool nights, changing leaves, apple picking, and pumpkins. 🍎🍁 I love it!

Earlier this week, my husband and I took the kiddos apple picking – our three children, and my two nephews. It was a challenge to say the least. It can be difficult to manage five children under six, but we did it. One kid was running this way, the other that way, one in a tree, one stomping apples… boy, they are a task! But seeing them all try to reach the apple way high and the tree was such a joy. There’re so sweet and innocent.

Naturally, when we got home, we made some apple pie! We love apple pie! And not to toot my own horn, but I can make a pretty great pie. 💞

As of this morning, there’s only a sliver left. The mix of apples, crumb top, and crust is simply heavenly.

Thank heavens for apples! 🍎

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#Momlife

I’m tired.

My husband doesn’t seem to understand what that means. He’ll say “didn’t you sleep?’

No, I didn’t. You see, right when I got the baby to sleep, the oldest woke up. He had to use the restroom and insisted on letting me know. Once I got him back to bed, the middle child woke up crying. She needed mommy to hold her for a bit. Once she was settled, the baby woke up again. He then proceeded to be up for 3 hours. As soon as he fell asleep, the cat started meowing. And then I needed to use the restroom. And then I realized I hadn’t eaten dinner, so I made a snack. Guess what happened once my snack was done? The baby woke up.

Not every night is like this, but most are. My youngest is only a month old, so I can’t really complain. I love my children, and I’m thankful to have them.

But, I’m tired.