Jade to Black: Diary of a Fall girl

 

Many of us have borne witness to a toddler's blood- curdling screams on Hairwashing Day, their cries akin to those of an unfortunate victim in a slasher flick.  You'll notice how I referred to a simple, quick routine hairwash as some sort of ominous event. That's because a) it is, and b) most of us would rather donate a finger or toenail, than deal with a crying, screaming toddler who is losing their absolute sh*t at the mere possibility of water getting into their eyes, on a daily basis.  So in order to maintain the fragile emotional and mental state of both parent and child, many of us have reserved specific days to tackle the painstaking task of washing our kids' hair. Heaven forbid they get some sand or food into their locks on the days that don't line up with your hairwashing schedule. I'd sooner wash one specific piece of food- matted hair, than wash the whole head and deal with the fallout thereof, if I can help it. 😅😭 The twinnies are no exception to t

 If you fine folk are anything like me, you've probably been led to the point of near- hysteria trying to decide what to serve your kids for meals, especially at breakfast time.  When kids reach about 1.5 years of age ( about the time they're able to handle different food textures without gagging), it becomes a bit easier to feed them from the same meals you're cooking the rest of the family, bar anything too spicy or dense. That's all fine and well for lunch and supper when one tends to prepare dishes or pots of food that can accommodate the varying tastes of a family, but things can get tricky when you're trying to prep a balanced breakfast for small kids of various ages (and tastes!). Personally, I try to steer clear of anything processed, sugar- filled or carb-heavy to start the day off, and I try to keep it light yet filling enough to sustain them for a few hours until snacktime. This is not to say I'm a healthy food nut on ANY level, but I am conscious of

  So I've decided to get the ol' blog up and running again.  Or rather, I seem to have gotten my life into some kind of order, which has allowed me more time to write, something I've thoroughly missed in the past 3 years, and a part of myself I've dearly missed expressing.  The past 3 years have been A LOT. Of course, it's  been alot for anybody who lives on Planet Earth. Some perspective on my experience, though- I started working again after being home with Adam for a year, and about a month in, I found out I was pregnant. With twins. (YIKES RIGHT)  Then a few weeks after, lockdown happened as the world was plunged head- first into the Covid-19 Pandemic. Having a high- risk pregnancy during a pandemic was kind of insane. It was all solo doctor visits and scans, constant Covid screenings, overzealous hand-sanitizing and compulsory mask-wearing (while already struggling for breath, due to 2x developing fetuses pushing down on my internal organs as they grew).  All s