Knock knock.
Who's there?
ME!
Finally, after a very long but much needed hiatus, I am back. The past year of my life has been nothing short of a roller coaster. I got pregnant, had a baby, nursed my son Simon back to health, bought and sold a house, helped my best friend through a divorce, tried to get a charity up and going, and now - well I am just trying to catch my breath.
On March 10th, 2014 we joyfully welcomed Isabella Hope Pelletier into our family. I still have trouble accepting the fact I have a daughter. She's beautiful, sweet, and I am so grateful for all the shopping trips and mani's in our not to distant future.
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Bella Hope |
The pregnancy was tough, so my cooking/baking endeavours ceased. I was so sick that the smell of everything made me ill. I needed Diclectin to get through my days and to keep food and water down. I have been finding it hard lately to find a proper balance between taking care of everyone else, and myself. I have suffered from Post Partum Depression with all my children, but this time it's different. It's more dark, and debilitating, and for lack of a better word "Hovering". There have recently been some major life changes going on, so I think that coupled with just having a baby, well I didn't really stand a chance. I have found hope though, through various friends, family members, and my doctor.
I have a friend who lost his wife almost a year ago, and I find him incredibly inspiring. He took up Karate, and now has a black belt, he wanted to learn guitar, so he went out and bought one and is teaching himself. He always wanted to be a runner, so he joined some friends at work and is now running daily. Though he had every reason to hide under the covers and never leave, he pushes forward, and still manages to be an incredible dad to his beautiful 6 year old little girl.
So this is my new resolution. To take a little time, each day - for me. I am getting a guitar (Because it's just ridiculous that I don't have one) and I bought new runners, and have started wogging every day. I can't really commit to a full jog get, so I kind of walk, fast (Hence, the WOG).
One of my best girlfriends sent me this recipe. She tried it out on her family and loved it. I took it, made a few tweaks, and served it to my boys. OMG. It was delicious. Restaurant quality, minimum mess and work, and totally scrumptious.
Enjoy.