When I found out I was pregnant, right away I started preparing for a girl, even before I knew the gender.
I believed, in my little head, that my precious little fetus was going to come into this world wearing a crown, tutu, and baby high heels.
Call me excentric, but I am 150% girly, and I have high hopes for Baby Boo.
My Hubby on the other hand has different dreams.
He ‘believes’ our daughter is going to be the first girl to ever play in the NFL. This is not a joke my friends, because I so wish it was. I try and put my husbands “dreams,” or as I like to call them ‘imaginations’, in the back of my mind, but he insist that 20+ years from now we will all have matching Jersey’s with the name Boo on the back, as we cheer for our little quarter back…
I really think he just wants Season Tickets, and he will go to any measure to get them..
As much as I would love and support my daughter in whatever career she chose (besides a few minor ones…), I think it really stems down to the fact that I definitely couldn’t handle another person throwing and bouncing balls around this household..
You get the idea.
Let’s top that off with this precious chickpea who has so gracefully discovered her voice..
And by gracefully, I mean the complete opposite, because screaming is far from grace.
And at the end of the day, after the noises have gone to sleep, I find it MOST crucial to reward myself in a little Mama Treat.
Milkshakes cure everything..Especially when they don’t make your butt bigger 🙂
Skinny Minny Carrot Cake Milkshake
6 frozen hemp milk ice cubes
2 TB hemp milk
1 large slice Whole Grain Carrot Cake Bread
Blend all ingredients into blender until creamy
Remember this amazing bread from the bridal shower I threw this weekend…
Who knew it could get even better…
With each bite, the noises of bouncing balls and shrills from Baby Boo seemed to get quieter and quieter.
Then by the end everything was silent.
But it was too silent for me…
And that’s when I realized that Bonks on walls from my studdly Hubby and happy screams from my sweet angel are nothing less than my favorite noises in the world..
Because with out them, it would be all to quiet..
That is unless Baby Boo started to say words like Hike, and Punt, and 22..47..68..
I don’t think even Milkshakes would be able to solve my problem.