I’ve recently realized that the bloggers I respect and admire the most often post actual photos of themselves. In the six years since my husband and I met, we have both steadily gained weight, and we’ve been inching out of the photos. 
You know how Nora Ephron feels “bad about [her] neck?” Well, I feel bad about my double-chin. I am happy to report that I’ve lost all of the baby weight through breastfeeding. Yay!!! But now that I’m back to my pre-baby overweight self, I need to actually start trying to lose more.
Anyway, here I am with Sebastian, trying to read a New York Times article about “functional foods” (about which I’ll post more later). In the last photo I finally resorted to bouncing him on my knee on his tummy, my go-to position for eating as well.
In the end I didn’t get to finish the article. I’ll try to find it on-line so I can read it on my iPhone while breastfeeding or something.
How could I forget to post the number one best pic of this past weekend?!?!?!
I was holding Sebastian and letting him press his little teething gums into the cup I was drinking out of (he is just four months and the first tooth already poked up a week and a half ago). Tim was laughing and took a few pics with his iPhone. When he showed me this one I actually did a spit-take!
Poached Eggs, Potato Cakes, and Spinach
Yesterday my husband spoiled me again with the above breakfast: Poached eggs on potato cakes with spinach. He took the leftover mashed potatoes from our second day of Thanksgiving and mixed them with the last of our summer chives and fried them into cakes. He topped it with a pseudo-Hollandaise sauce made with mayo, lemon and hot sauce.
Here is another picture with his pajama pants to prove that we are indeed at home and not at a restaurant:
Poached Eggs, Potato Cakes, Spinach, and Tim's Plaid Pjs.
We lazed around most of the day, but I did manage to build my Pack n Play bassinet that I got at my baby shower last week.
Did I mention how fortunate I am? Three of my new friends here in this tiny Colorado town threw me a baby shower with at least twenty people (about fifteen people more than I would have had if I had had my shower in Denver where I lived for three years), many of whom I had not met yet. What a wonderful way to be welcomed into a new town.
While I was building the Pack n Play, my husband was industriously calling our favorite deli back in Denver and obtaining their recipe for Whoopie Pies, which I’ll post about tomorrow.
Check me out! So hard to believe that I have another month to go and that it will get even bigger!
My 34 weeks pregnant belly.
