Our little nugget is in the final stages of finishing touches before she graces us with her presence. I can hardly wait to have her in my arms, smelling her scent, kissing her soft newborn skin, staring at her face. The count down is underway and we are ready for her to come. Sweet strangers offer their sympathies to be so pregnant in the summer and all I can do is rejoice. We didn't know she was coming to us and yet one cold, December day she surprised us all. Then one spring day in March, we came to know she would be joining our castle.
We are grateful.
Meanwhile, as anyone in the midwest knows, it's quite toasty outside. I hush the weathermen on t.v. when they excitedly say phrases like "heat dome", "heat wave", "no chance of rain any time soon." It is in fact hot which means we're winding down the season with shorter trips to the pool and lowering of standards of pretty much everything around the house, such as I've given up cooking dinner. Lots of sandwiches and cereal for dinner. The hubs' grace for me is astounding although he frequently caves in and orders pizza. Few and far between, I do a little bit of baking and recently on the menu, gluten free treats.
Gluten Free Bars
Some sweet friends, the Rice's, came over for a chat giving me an excuse to try a gluten free recipe for their bellies. Betty's recipe is the berries.
And maybe the second thing I've cooked in weeks, Cinnamon Applesauce Pancakes, now officially on the regular weekend breakfast line up.
These tasty morsels were a major attempt to keep my word with Emma, promising her pancakes only to realize we were out of eggs and since my standards have lowered, a trip to the store was not happening.
I substituted 1 egg for applesauce and it worked. Oh how it gloriously worked.
Cinnamon Applesauce Pancakes
1 c. cake flour (or any flour will do)
1 c. buttermilk
1/4 heaping cup of applesauce
1 teas. baking powder
1/4 teas. baking soda
pinch of salt
2 tbl. cinnamon
1. whisk wet ingredients
2. in separate bowl whisk dry ingredients, add to wet ingredients
3. wipe down your griddle with butter and get to cookin'
Your kitchen will smell heavenly with a belly full of fluffiness on a hot summer's day.
And onward to the conclusion of summer has brought an ebb and flow of scheduled fun, with church day camp, celebrating birthdays and first time performances on stage with the ease of slow moving mornings of jammied babied bodies slipping away from home to swim with friends.
With sweet Lainey Beth as Cinderella with friends.
And celebratory mani pedis because our Bunny has been released from Sooner Start for now, once in the black and grey in developmental charts, now our girl is blazing her own trail making up time and skills.
That means overjoyed lime green toes for all.
Date night for Will's birthday, dinner with friends. Joy.
With Laura, a family favorite
At Lindsey's house for an afternoon dip in the pool.
I'm lacking in words but rich in knowing this season of joy and goodness for the taking.
Knowing summer won't always look like this and remembering that even just around the corner awaits a pace that will vastly differ from where we are today.
For now, drinking in summer together deeply rooted in gratitude for the gift of children from Him and very soon watching Him write a new chapter in this family's book.
Soon. She will be here soon.