The first cooking recipe I wanted to share is my mom’s Sopa de arroz, literally translated it means rice soup, but in ‘Murica we call it Mexican rice. The reason it’s the first is because it was the very first thing I cooked all alone, without supervision. I was about ten years old. My parents… Continue reading Enchiladas Tapas y Sopa de arroz (Mexican Rice)
Dear Talia, You are seven months old today. As I type this, you are sleeping next to me, and I am watching you breathe. You are a very still sleeper, I can barely make out the rise and fall of your chest, but I am still mesmerized by it. We fought long and hard to… Continue reading Seven-Month Talia
With Mother’s Day coming up, I’ve been thinking a lot about the moms I know. The proverb says, “It takes a village to raise a child,” and I believe that’s true, but I also know it has taken a village to raise this mom. The mothers who came before me and welcomed me into motherhood… Continue reading The Moms
New parents get a lot of (often) unsolicited advice. Sometimes it’s good advise that can be helpful. Sometimes it’s advice that you would never use. The best advice I received as a mom is this: make time for your marriage. My mom always encouraged me to go on dates with David when Lucas was an… Continue reading Date Night, how I love thee!