Things feel good right now. I know, aren't we all relieved not to find some 100 pound post again? We got that positive news about Colette's heart and I'm running with it. Part of me wants to hold back on the relief knowing that more bad news could always be around the corner, since she still has a more minor heart condition and the omphalacele, the complications are endless. But I'm doing my best not to live like that, I'll take the joy while it's here. Someone recommended I read Ecclesiastes because it reminds us that life is hard, but it's also fleeting, and so we enjoy the times of joy and the simple bits of pleasure we get from life. This was good advice so I'm loving what's in front of me.
We're moving in a couple of weeks and we took some frames down this weekend and BAM we are unsettled. We also made the bizarre decision to sell our couch and we likely won't be moved for close to two weeks. This means, as you might assume, that we don't have a couch only our super cozy wood floors and a few chairs. I don't know why we did this to ourselves. Also they say I'm supposed to be nesting, but I can't. Partially because we're moving and partially because we decided not to do a nursery or a shower before Colette is born. I think there would be a part of me that would be tentative about celebration and constantly wondering what it would be like to have such a lovely nursery empty. We don't need to send our minds there so we'll work out room details when she's coming home.
So I cook. A lot. I have a nice kitchen in our place now, but our new home has a very old and tiny kitchen. We'll be re-doing it but for a while my refrigerator will be in another room, as in I'll forget the milk and walk out of my kitchen into another room to get the milk. This is weird. As for now I'll cook in my nice kitchen. My friend Julie told me she makes her own almond milk, I was inspired, so I did the same. I use the dried almond meal from the milk for my homemade granola, which Trever ate for three meals yesterday. Repetitive? Yes. But that's what happens when he's editing from home and I work late.
Fun fact, I had a co-worker basically tell me I would lose my brains towards the end of my pregnancy. I didn't believe him. But then the other day I turned the oven on to dry out my almond meal, left for 5 hours, and realized while at a restaurant with friends that I probably burned my house down. Suddenly gruesome images of my house melting and our cats slowing burning to death flooded my brain and I walked straight to my car without saying anything and drove home in a panic. All was well, but I drove 15 minutes back at 10:30 at night because they had ordered pizza and I like pizza. My friends were confused by me. I was confused by my brain.
I also made granola bars. They're really good and simply made from dried fruit and nuts and I make fresh bread a couple of times a week. So at any given time in my kitchen you might find jars of floating almonds, a bowl of sourdough starter that looks like soupy bread dough, and some stacks of chewy bars for the taking. Next up, kambucha. I have friends that make this too and will give me some of their scoby. Add jiggly pancake to my scary kitchen. Trever wishes I had different hobbies. Recipes to come.