Milk and Madness

Holy cow!!

Two posts in a week??

This is madness!!

Speaking of madness…I feel kind of like a cow. Not in an “Oh my gosh I’m huge” way…more like  an “I am a milk machine” kind of way. Ha.

Emma is definitely going through another growth spurt over the last few days and she is a very hungry little lady. It feels like I am nursing her CONSTANTLY! But it’s okay…because she’s adorable…and she’s 1 month old today!!! Oh time. Part of me wants it to stop so she’ll be a little peanut forever…but part of me wants her to eat a little less too…so I suppose I’m okay with it progressing at the rate it is. 🙂

Anywho, I’m actually sharing a new, quick, easy recipe with ya’ll today!! Quick and easy recipes are the only way I can really function these days, so this smoothie is PERFECT!! And it’s peeeeerfect for a nursing momma!! Why? Because it’s got protein and a banana for staying power, flax seed for omega 3’s and to boost that milk supply, and coffee (decaf for me…but you do you) to give you that little boost you most certainly need if your baby is anything like mine and would rather eat all night than sleep!  Bananas and coffee may sound a little weird together, but I promise, this smoothie is amazing!!

Banana Latte Smoothie

serves 1

  • 1 frozen, peeled banana
  • 1/4 cup vanilla almond milk
  • 1/4 cup brewed coffee (mine was still warm when I made it and it came out just fine)
  • 1 tablespoon natural peanut butter
  • 1 tablespoon flaxseed meal
  • 1 scoop vanilla protein powder
  • Sprinkle of cinnamon (optional)

Place all of the ingredients in a blender. Blend. Serve sprinkled with cinnamon if you desire.

banana latte smoothie


WIAW #28 – Noms and Motherhood

Hello, friends!!

After a brief blogging hiatus thanks to this little beauty:
Emma at her Baptism

I have returned with my favorite post of the week… What I Ate Wednesday!! I figured this was my best bet for getting a post up these days, as I haven’t been cooking too much of anything new to share a recipe with you, nor have I been working out regularly yet, as I still have two more weeks until I see my doctor again (though, I won’t lie, I’ve been trying to squeeze in a few minutes of yoga every day and I’ve been taking the little miss for walks in her stroller around the neighborhood!)

As always, shout out to our lovely host, Jenn, at Peas and Crayons!! First, we shall discuss my eats from yesterday…then…motherhood!

Breakfast: Every morning is a little different lately, as Emma’s sleep schedule is still not exactly a schedule quite yet. Yesterday I was up from 4:30 to 6:30 nursing her and changing her and lulling her back to sleep but I went back to sleep and she woke me up at 9:00 with her “MOM I’M SO HUNGRY!” cry. So first thing as soon as I’m up I feed her for a half an hour while my belly rumbles. I’m starving by the time I get to make my own breakfast…which winds up being 2 eggs plus 2 egg whites with Frank’s Red Hot, a whole wheat English muffin with smart balance, a handful of sliced strawberries, a banana, and a giant mug of English Breakfast Tea. While I was making my eggs…which were meant to be over easy…I heard Emma poop from two rooms away (she is a powerful pooper) so I ran to change her and my yolks cooked all the way through. If that’s not unconditional love I don’t know what is. 😉

eggs and fruits

Snack: My first snack of the day was a Kashi Chocolate Almond and Sea Salt with Chia bar…which is mighty tasty and fairly healthy for a prepackaged granola bar…while nursing the little lady. My second snack of the day, also enjoyed during a mid day nursing sesh, was a perfect plum! It was less than two bucks for two pounds of these babies at Wegmans this weekend and I was all over it!
kashi bar

Lunch: Lunch was kind of an ordeal yesterday. Just in that, in a perfect world, both snack times would have been lunch were I not feeding a hungry, hungry baby. I finally got the munchkin to fall asleep so I made this delicious taco salad. My father in law walks into the kitchen and says “it’s quiet in here”…sigh…and right on cue she started screaming. I put my salad down, change her diaper to discover she had a huuuge blow out and I needed to change her onsie, too, and of course I actually put away the laundry so they were all upstairs. I finally had her dressed again and she starts sucking her hands like a maniac ( that’s baby talk for “feed me immediately, woman” for those who don’t know) so of course, I fed her…for forty minutes…while staring at my salad waiting to be eaten.
taco salad

Snack: An oldie but a goodie…plain Greek yogurt with peanut butter, honey, and some chocolate chips. Although after 4-weeks it does feel like my appetite has finally evened out, I pretty much feel starving alllllllll the time. This snack helps. 🙂
pbchip yogurt

Dinner: Sometimes I think everyone needs some cheese and bacon. Yesterday was one of those days for me. I had my cheese and bacon on top of some homemade potato wedges with some scallions, broccoli, and a quick chipotle dipping sauce (1/2 cup plain greek yogurt, 1 minced garlic clove, 1/2 of a minced chipotle in adobo, and a pinch of salt.) It was banginnnnn!
cheesy bacon potatoes

After dinner it was about 8:00pm and I made myself a glass of chocolate milk before I sat down to feed the baby again. By 10:00 she was satisfied, changed twice, and snoozing…so I hit the hay, too. We slept from about 10:30 to almost but not quite 1:00am before she woke me up for more noms.

Late Night Snack: These Luna Protein Bars have been a godsend during my late night feedings. They are pretty small but pack a whopping 12 grams of protein – which means I can eat them quickly and actually feel satisfied for a while! I enjoyed this bad boy in bed by the soft glow of a nightlight, while feeding my baby girl at 2:00am. Obviously I would choose the chocolate peanut butter flavor…but the cookie dough is quite delightful, too.
luna protein

So there we have a full day of eats for nursing mom, me!!

I’m not gonna lie to you…these last four weeks have been a whirlwind for sure! I am completely flabbergasted that my baby girl is four weeks old today and will be a full month old this weekend!! Even when my days have no real distinct beginning or end it’s astounding how quickly time is going by. I’m doing everything I can to soak up the moments I have with my daughter while she’s this teeny tiny person…but I notice changes in her every day and I can’t help but be excited by what the future will bring!!

My decision to breastfeed is one thing I receive the most questions about and I can say without hesitation that I know it was the right choice. “Are you sure she’s eating enough?” is a common question. Here’s a fun fact: yesterday I fed Emma for a grand total of 6 hours and 24 minutes. I’ve been using a fancy app the last two weeks recommended to me by my dear friend and fellow new mommy, Desirae, called “Feed Baby” which helps me to time and keep track of feedings, diapers, sleep, and it has been SO helpful! Then we get to “Are you sure she’s not eating too much?” *sigh* Sometimes I think it’s a bigger pain in the fanny to EXPLAIN breastfeeding to people then breastfeeding is itself! Even when I’m running on two hour of sleep at a time I am very patient with my baby. I am much less patient with grown-ups. Lucky for me, I feel very blessed that the important people in my life support my decision to breastfeed! I really wish more people would educate themselves about breastfeeding…and in general…before making assumptions about the well-being of my child.

Something I find particularly fascinating about some other women, and society in general I suppose, is how often you hear that a body is “ruined” after having a baby. It’s so common to hear other women complain about how their body was never the same after giving birth. There was even a part of me that was concerned I may feel the same way after having Emma. I can tell you now, though, that I cannot for a moment understand how anyone can feel that way about their body after their baby is born. I LOVE my postpartum body. Sure, there are parts of me that are still squishy…I had a baby four weeks ago! But my squishy body was the home of my beautiful, baby girl for 40 weeks. My hips may be wider, my butt may be smaller, and my clothes may fit me differently, but I could NEVER hate my body after it gave me the greatest gift I have ever received. Once I’m in the clear to work out again, I will be doing so of course. But I certainly won’t be obsessed with “getting my body back.” What I will be focusing on is making the most of this new, beautiful body I have now, and seeing what other amazing things it’s capable of doing.

Eating for Two: Emma’s Birth Story!

So yesterday my baby girl turned one week old. I’ve come to discover that it’s quite difficult to comprehend how long you’re pregnant for and how quickly, in comparison, you have a baby. I’ve been told by a number of people how lucky I really am, particularly because this was my first baby, that my labor was only 11 and a half hours from the start of my contractions to baby. It’s so crazy that Emma has only been on the outside for just over a week and she’s already just so awesome and I love her more and more every day. Here is how it all went down.

(Warning: This is a lengthy post…and I talk about all sorts of icky things you may not be used to reading about on my blog…where I talk about food. Don’t say I didn’t warn you!)

I woke up at 2:00 AM to pee on Wednesday, June 11th. The day before baby was due. I didn’t notice anything too abnormal at first. I noticed a bit of blood, which everything you read about babies tells you she could be anywhere from an hour to a week away. “No bigsie,” I thought. I got back into bed and my back was bothering me a bit – again – not unusual at this point in time – but I also felt a liiiiitle crampy. Like period cramps. In my brain I was just like “Whateves” and the cramps went away so I just wanted to get back to sleep.

“But wait, did they go away? I think they’re back…no they’re gone…wait they’re back again.” After about an hour of my dazed sleepy brain trying to decided if I did or did not have cramps a light bulb went off “Wait a second…I think these might be contractions.” Johnny was asleep, and it was 3 o’clock in the morning, so I sure didn’t want to wake him if this wasn’t the real deal because he had work to get to. I downloaded a contraction timer app on my phone (sometimes, I love technology) and off I went. Time, time, time.

By 5:30 AM – my contractions were already almost a minute long and five minutes apart. If they stayed that way for an hour, it was time to call the doctor. I nudged Johnny to let him know that…well…I wasn’t sure he was going to get to work today…but to keep sleeping and I would get him up in a bit. I hopped in the shower and my contractions were getting noticeably more achy, but nothing too bad, so after I sat down and ate a tasty filling breakfast – just to be on the safe side. If this really was it, I needed energy and I wasn’t getting it from sleep.

Sure enough, by 6:30 AM, my contractions were still going strong at 1 minute in length and 5 minutes apart. I called the doctor’s office. I’m pretty sure this is how the conversation went:

Lady on Phone with Southerny accent: “Cumberland Valley OBGYN Emergency Services. How can I help you?”
Me awkwardly: “Hi there. How ya doing? I’m…uh…I’m pretty suuure I’m in labor.”
Lady on Phone: “Alright, miss, did your water break.”
Me: “No. At least I don’t think so. But I’m pretty positive I’ve been having contractions since about 2:00 AM, and they’re currently about a minute long and 5 minutes apart.”
Lady on Phone: “Oh my. Alright. I’ll have the doctor call you right away.”

The doctor called me back in about 5 minutes. I said the same thing and was told to head to the hospital to get checked!! Time to wake the hubs!!

We both didn’t really think there was much of a need to rush, what with this being first baby and all, plus I wasn’t in too much pain or anything, so he hopped in the shower. I double checked our hospital bag, made sure we had some snacks and our phone chargers, and off we went. (Obviously, Johnny stopped to pick up a bagel and coffee for himself on the way. Lol. I’m just sitting in the car waiting/having contractions.)

By the time we got to the hospital it was about 7:30 AM. They brought me to a room to check and see how far along I was and I was already 5 centimeters! The nurse, Leah (whose praises I will sing a bit later), was surprised by my progress since when she asked on a scale of 1 to 10 how much pain I was in I said “I don’t know…maybe like a 3 and a half.”  She told us she’d be right back with the doctor’s orders to admit me. It was really going to happen today!

So Leah came back and brought us to a Labor and Delivery room. She said the doctor, who let’s just call “Dr. Bologna,”  instructed her to get me on some pitocin to get things moving along. When Johnny and I told her that we’d rather avoid pitocin…since I was already 5 centimeters…and really that I wanted a drug free labor and delivery entirely she was all for it. She also reiterated how impressed she was with the fact that I was up walking the halls and not keeling over in pain.

Upon Dr. Bologna’s arrival around 11ish he said his howdy do’s and decided to check me. During this check…he proceeded to break my water…with no warning whatsoever. Needless to say this caught me off guard. I actually teared up a little, not from pain, but because I was so shocked that he didn’t even say “You’re going to feel a warm rush of fluid.” or “I’m going to break your bag.” Nothing. Zilch. Just POP. Good news was, though, that I was 7 centimeters already!! He, too, said he was impressed that I wasn’t showing more signs of misery.

Dr. Bologna: Okay, so do you want any pain meds. You don’t need to be a hero. You need to let us know now and we can get an epidural ready for you.
Me: No thank you. I’d like to keep this as natural as I can.
Dr. Bologna: Are you sure??
Me: Yes. I’m sure.
Johnny: We both really want to try and do this naturally. Jen doesn’t like to take unnecessary medications.
Dr. Bologna (Skeptically): Ooookayyy. Well, let’s get her on some pitocin to move things along.
Johnny: Do we really need that at this point??? She’s already gotten this far, this fast on her own.
Dr. Bologna: Well it will just speed things up and make her contractions more intense.
Me: Can we wait a little longer for it at least??
Johnny: Give us another hour.
Dr. Bologna: Fine.  Another hour.

Mind you, the conversation above is all from my memory and not EXACTLY word for word what happened. But you can gather that Johnny and I were both a little irritated at Dr. Bologna’s insistence on the use of any medication during the birth. After he left the room, nurse Leah turned to us and said that she really believed that I could do this on my own and that she would do everything she could to keep Dr. Bologna from using the pitocin and said that – legally – he cannot make us do anything we don’t want to. She said to stand my ground and she would do everything in her power to get things done the way we wanted them unless, of course, there was an emergency. We were totes cool with that. Leah – you are amazing.

So we waited another hour and things were finallllly starting to get painful and much closer together. I hung out in the whirlpool tub a bit, since my water was broken and I just felt like I was leaking while I walked around. The hour flew by and when Dr. Bologna came back to check me at noon he said:

Dr Bologna: Well, you’re at 7/8 centimeters and haven’t really progressed. We need to get you on pitocin.

I was really starting to get pissed off. And I was really starting to feel my contractions more. I was pretty resigned to the fact that this guy wasn’t going to let up. Thank goodness Johnny was able to speak up for me.

Johnny: Look, Jen really wanted to keep this as natural as possible. She’s made it this far on her own. We’ve only been here for 5 and a half hours. Can’t we just wait one more hour?
Dr. Bologna: Well fine then. We can wait an hour and if she doesn’t progress any more we’ll have to give her a cesarean.
Me: What?! No. I would rather have the pitocin than a cesarean.
Johnny: Dr. Bologna, that doesn’t make any sense.

At this point in time, I don’t really remember what words were exchanged. I just know that when he left the room I was so mad, Johnny was even more mad, and I think our nurse Leah was maddest of all. She told us that she thought he was being ridiculous, that my progress was beautiful, and that she knew I was totally capable of doing things on my own. She left the room and told the doctor she wasn’t giving me the picotin. Who knows how that went. When she came back she checked me and I was already at 9 centimeters. I was laying on my side so one side was a bit more dilated than the rest, so she suggest I hop on a birthing ball to let gravity speed things along. I did for what felt like forever and no time at all (Johnny said I was on it for almost an hour. This was the most painful part of the contractions.).  She checked me again a little after 1 o’clock.  I almost immediately felt the most ridiculous pressure and need to push. She told me I was at ten centimeters and ready to go!

She called the doctor…who took his sweet time to arrive…and 5 sets of 3 pushes later (Johnny said I pushed for 10 minutes ) Emma was here!!!  They plopped her beautiful little self right on my belly and she hung out there while the doc stitched me up, as I tore a wee bit. I genuinely think getting the anesthetic down there was the most painful part of the whole day. I’m not joking. That was awful. But at least I had my beautiful baby girl snuggled up on my chest and my incredible husband by my side to make me feel better.

The doctor congratulated us both and let me know how happy he was I had proven him wrong.  You’re welcome, sir, that’s what this was all about. *sigh*

And now, the fun part, PICTURES!!! These are all from the day after she was born, and she is the cutest little thing I have ever seen in my life. Sure, I’m biased, but I don’t care. I made her. I love her. And here she is with her family!

Emma1 Jen and Emma Emma, Mommy, Daddy, and Grandpa The Yoder's and Emma Daddy, Grandpa, and Emma Emma Grace


WIAW #27 – A Funny Story with an Adorable Ending

So who wants to hear a funny story?? I, personally, love a good amusing anecdote. This story isn’t just amusing, but it also has a pretty adorable ending. Here goes:

Last Monday was the first day of my maternity leave. The following post contains all of my eats from that Monday. I wrote this post last Tuesday evening, as I typically do with my What I Ate Wednesday posts. I was super excited to actually have the time to get a post up, too!! I knew it had been a while so I made sure I kept a really great record of my whoooole Monday. I was getting a little sleepy that evening, so I decided I would finish this post up the following morning. I hit the hay around 10:00pm Tuesday the 10th.

annnnnnnnnnnnnd I went into labor at 2:00 AM!!

Miss Emma Grace was born one day early at 1:30 PM on Wednesday, June 11, 2014. She weighed 7 pounds 10 ounces and was twenty inches long. Just in case you don’t follow me on Instagram and haven’t been getting blown up with my baby pictures, here is what I shared with our family and friends to let them know she had finally arrived! It’s so crazy that my little munchkin is already a week old today!!

Emma's Announcement

I will be sharing a post with more pictures and my whole labor story tomorrow for anyone who is is interested in that sort of thing. For today, since this post was already ESSENTIALLY finished, I’m sharing how I spent and what I ate the first day of my maternity leave. Also, I’d like to take a moment here to wish my hubby a very happy 27th birthday today!!! He’s absolutely, positively the sweetest, silliest, sexiest, most genuine person I have ever known, the best daddy to our baby girl, and I am overjoyed to be able to call him my husband. Love you buggle. 🙂

Now, here is my WIAW! I’ve left the original introduction I wrote to this post, too, just for posterity. 😉

Well howdy doo!!!

I’m not gonna lie to you, I am absolutely tickled to be able to be getting this post up today!! I know that I mentioned in my last post that I’ve been pretty busy over the last few weeks. Well, Monday was officially the first day of my maternity leave. Baby is due TOMORROW!!!! I have a doctor’s appointment today to check and see how things are progressing that I am super looking forward to.

I’ve spent the last two days trying to be as productive as I can while still making sure I’m rested up and ready to go for labor. Or, well, as ready as I can be I suppose. I’ve FINALLY had time to prepare some freezer meals. I made about a dozen breakfast sandwiches (eggs, broccoli, a wee bit o’ bacon, and cheddar frittata style on whole wheat english muffins) 15 chocolate coconut banana muffins, several packs of frozen strawberries and bananas for smoothies, protein flax waffles, chicken fajitas, and spaghetti sauce with ground turkey. It’s not too much, but I’m sure it will definitely be helpful in the coming weeks.

Here is how my first day of maternity leave went down:

 Breakfast: So I wound up waking up around 6:30 on Monday morning. Technically that’s still sleeping in for me on a weekday, because I was usually up at 5:30 to get ready for work and such. I sat down to breakfast at the table with my latest read – Nick Offerman’s “Paddle Your Own Canoe” (Absolutely hilarious. I love everything about this man.) – a cup of decaf english breakfast tea, a whole wheat english muffin topped with almond butter and some of my latest obsession, that is, Wegmans Organic Blueberry Jam. It’s amazing. Seriously. I also had a hard boiled egg with a lil’ black pepper sprinkled on top. It was pretty delightful.
blueberry jammed

Snack: I’m not usually one for the lil’ fruity greek yogurts because they’re so high in sugar, but I had a coupon for a 12-pack at BJs so I only spent $8 on a dozen. That makes me feel better about them. This guy was pretty delicious.

Snack time was followed by some Yoga. Melinda bought me this DVD for Christmas and although I used it a bit then, it’s not particularly challenging if you’re an experienced yogi in your first or second trimester. Now, though, I’m so thankful I have it! It’s a really great combination of relaxing and challenging at this point in my pregnancy (ya know…ready to pop).
prenatal yoga

More Snacks: Snack time post yoga was the pregnancy special – 6 dates with a tablespoon of peanut butter and some iced raspberry leaf tea. I’m not usually one to go along with old wives tales and all that jazz, but I figured when it comes to eating dates and drinking raspberry leaf tea, there is no harm in consuming them, so I may as well give it a whirl. There have been studies done linking date consumption in late stage pregnancy to an increased likelihood of spontaneous labor occurring and a decreased likelihood in the need for induction. Date consumption has also been linked to dilation occurring more rapidly. Raspberry leaf tea is recognized for its benefits for women’s health in general. Some folks say it’s supposed to induce labor. Others say it just may make things a bit easier. Regular consumption of raspberry leaf tea has been linked to strengthening and toning the uterus. I’ll let ya know how it all works out for me. 🙂
dates and pb

Lunch: Melinda and I went out for lunch on Monday and snagged some eats at one of our favorite local places – Juice and Java. My go to is the Sun- dried Grilled Chicken Sandwich. It’s grilled chicken, Monterrey jack cheese, lettuce, tomato, and onion with a “chipotle spread” on sun-dried tomato bread. They typically serve their sandwiches and wraps with chips – which are delicious – but they also offer orange wedges on the side if you ask. That’s my personal choice!! I was also delighted to see they had decaf blueberry coffee…which I got and turned into iced coffee and enjoyed every sip of!!
juice and java

Once we got back from lunch Melinda and I sat down and I finished designing her wedding invitations!! But not before snapping of photo of the babies enjoying their bones together!!
ze puppies

Dinner: I almost forgot to snap a picture of my dinner on Monday, but Johnny was kind enough to remind me. It was pretty simple and delicious. Grilled chicken breasts with a bit of bbq sauce, baked potatoes, and some green beans with almonds (thanks, Green Giant).

Dessert: Johnny went out to do man things on Monday, as per usual, so after dinner I sat down with some strawberries and whipped cream and Battlestar Galactica.
strawberries and cream

And that’s all she wrote!! As usual, a big shout out to Jenn at Peas and Crayons for hosting this fabulous link-up party. The next time I participate, I’ll (hopefully) be a momma!! Ah!!! That’s nuts!!! Only time will tell, right??

Eating for Two: The Home Stretch

Hey folks!! Happy Wednesday!!

I’m still alive, still here, and still VERY pregnant!

It’s been a busy time, man!! Although I adore blogging… it just hasn’t been a priority these days. Particularly because I usually blog … ya know … new recipes or workouts or things of that nature. And, to be honest, making new things and doing new workouts haven’t really been priorities either.  I’m still cooking and still working out, of course, but it’s just easier these days to eat the same things I always do and pop in a yoga DVD so I don’t need to think about it or worry about it too much when I’ve still got cloth diapers that need to be washed and a hospital bag that’s almost-but-not-quite together (I know…I’m due next Thursday…it should be done by now…I live on the edge).

Regardless, I know that I wanted to share with my loverly readers (yes, that’s you) some of the fabulous photos Johnny and I had taken at 36 weeks (I will officially by 39 weeks pregnant tomorrow. WTF mate?!)!! My amazing friend Ashely’s awesome friend Lindsay was kind enough to take these for us and I love, love, love them so, so, much!!! I hope you guys enjoy!! These are just a few, but they’re my favorites!! We’ll see if I can squeeze in another bumpdate before I squeeze out this baby, too.

I’m still linking up with Jenn this week for What I Ate Wednesday. So far, as today is Wednesday, I’ve eaten a banana oat muffin, some decaf english breakfast tea, and a banana with some peanut butter. Exciting stuff, right??? That’s why I’m sharing THESE photos and not THOSE photos. XX/OO!!

me and my belly


belly kisses belly glasses family belly heart quincy hubs and I belly and the boys