Friyay Everyday: Celebrating Life Like #YayEveryday

I love the Friyay movement as much as anyone. 👏🏻

Friyay and yayeveryday: Celebrating life

So many good things come on Friday: More time with loved ones, special events like concerts and parties, fun memories, two days off, most people are relaxing and having fun…and it just has good vibes. 💃🏼 Since a young age, we’ve been conditioned to work hard Monday-Friday, then we can kick our heels up and party. 🎉 But what about for those who work weekends? What if they’re off on Monday? Their Monday is likely less “a case of the Mondays” and more like #Monyay. What if someone likes their job, or perhaps it’s their only time to have community with others? Don’t they live with a spirit of #Monyay? My son walked for the first time last week on #Tuesyay, #Wednesyay we danced, and #Thursyay I rocked him to sleep. #Saturyay we slept in and had this most decadent (and healthy!) carrot cake, and #Sunyay we had a fun day at the splash pad.


I Missed My Son’s First Steps. It Hurts, but I’ll be OK

I missed my son’s first steps. Its the sacrifice of a working mother, providing for your family and fulfilling your personal calling, all while knowing that you might not get to witness every “first” of your baby.

And first steps – that’s a big one. At least everyone has been making it feel that way.

It’s the question we’re constantly answering: “Is he walking yet?”. We’ve been cautious to not rush the milestones, knowing he would grow quickly and that he would eventually achieve them all. The only thing we rush is trying to pay attention, watching his developments and learning unfold, not being distracted or taking him for granted. Despite all this, we missed his first steps.

first steps date card and shoes

Honestly, it hurts a little.


I Found my Purpose Through a Podcast, Instagram and Nutella

“Finding my purpose” is something I assume we all search for, and it’s been a popular topic of discussion in our house. It seems like an endless pursuit, probably because we’re always growing and changing. That one “purpose” after all may not be static.

create love: finding my purpose


Recipe Roundup: Spinach Casserole – Lean and Green [Recipe]

We’re on day three of enjoying this cheesy spinach casserole that I adapted from my beast of a cookbook, Passionate Vegetarian. It’s been great paired with pork loin that I cooked in the slow cooker with a marinade of soy sauce, Worcestershire sauce, honey, mustard, onion flakes, and garlic powder.

spinach casserole

The texture of this casserole is so pleasant. I subbed an all-purpose gluten-free flour for what’s necessary in our household, and it cooked up just wonderfully! Just look at those layers of cheesy spinach. Yum.


Recipe Roundup: Pink Meatloaf and Colorful Casseroles. #AllTheColors [Recipe]

This week’s menu entails all the colors: pink meatloaf with roasted potatoes and salad, veggie loaded breakfast casserole, and slow cooker pork loin with spinach casserole. Eating colorful food is fun, interesting, and more nutritious. Nutrients (called phytonutrients) provide the pigmentation for fruits and vegetables, so the richer the color, the more nutrients!

raw beets

Roll that beautiful beet footage! #beauties


Our Differences Tell the Story… but Aren’t the Story

What do you see when you look at this picture?

Differences of mother's and child's feet

Do you look at it and draw comparisons about our feet? Do you chastise me for having a bunion, veins, and wrinkles? Do you belittle me for not having the feet of a toddler?


Grocery Shopping Old-School: Back to the Basics for Baby

Yesterday I went old-school grocery shopping – AKA, I shopped at the store.

Wal-Mart online grocery shopping started just about the same time that I had our little Penguin, and it was a life saver. I no longer had to walk Bryan through the grocery store throughout seven phone calls explaining where everything was and what substitutes we could accept. Pretty much since we started online ordering, we haven’t stopped. I faithfully make my weekly order without having to spend time away from Penguin or having to subject the two of us to a possibly-chaotic shopping trip.

The thought intimidates me. Bad.

Toddler eating mandarin orange purchased through old-school grocery shopping