Going out to eat with a baby or toddler is. . . interesting.
Having worked at restaurants in the past, I never wanted to be *that* parent.
You know. The one who lets their child run wild around customers. Or leaves a terrible splay of food on the ground and tips like shit. When I worked at the doughnut shop in St. Louis, one parent gleefully told me they loved to come there because we’d clean up their mess.
As new parents we’re learning as we go. After spending one lunch at Red Lobster desperately picking-up grains of rice under the chair, we remembered to bring pocket bibs. And after desperately trying to entertain her at Grand Catch with a straw and my cell phone (on silent of course) we bring toys.
And after this patio experience where she slid two plates to the ground, we keep them far, far away.
Sometimes I get to dine out with just adults.
The whole process of buying a house right now is wacky.
If you like a house, you have to put an offer on it. . .right away? No big deal just the biggest financial transaction of your life.
We’re moving to a nearby suburb. It’s closer to daycare, close to our parents, and the most affordable way to obtain some more space (unexpected baby coming this fall).
There are a lot of things that we’ll miss about living in the Mac Groveland neighborhood of St. Paul – most of all, our neighbors are really kind people.
Whenever we have a cold February week like this, I think of something my old high school math teacher said. We had returned to class after a cold weekend and he said he spent the weekend cold, hungry and having to pee.
I have no idea why he said that to us, but I remember we paused and kind of nodded like, yeah, that is actually how you feel.
As you can imagine, life working full-time and caring for a soon to be one-year-old can be overwhelming in both good and challenging ways. Sometimes each day feels like running a marathon. Here are some recent favorites in many categories:
This post is not sponsored or solicited. We paid for our own meals.
I love cooking and I often miss it, but working full-time and having a baby leaves us with limited time.
Especially during the work week – we want to spend time with the baby before bed and prep for the next day. I’m fine saving any cooking for the weekend.
We decided to try some meal delivery services. The first one I found was Origins Meals. Their focus is scratch-made, healthy, gluten-free meals that you can order in different quantities. They also claim to source grass-fed beef, free range turkey and antibiotic free chicken and wild caught salmon (didn’t see any fish options during the weeks we ordered).
It’s been a month of things and transitions.
We survived baby’s first respiratory thing. “First baby, first cough!” I kept saying each time I called the nurse line.
Thanksgiving. First snow. Christmas shopping.
I start a new job this week. I’ve been composing a Taylor Swift breakup album, but for your previous employer album in my head for the past two weeks.
A little nerve-wracking, but also exciting and hopeful. I’m ready!
Every Friday night we order delivery.