Well, this is my last morning in the Clinic where I gave birth, which means that this is probably my last moment to sit down and write for a while. I am not a good journal keeper to begin with and so I am happy that I am actually sitting down and doing it.
(one week prior- walking King Tama to school!)
I am really excited to tell you how the French System of delivering babies works and the experience of a French Clinic! It really is unique and such a treat to get to experience it first hand. I am telling you, it makes me want to have as many kids as I can before we leave! Shem, what do you think? Ha. Before I get into the details of that, I thought I would take a moment to write about my birthing experience.
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I’ve been on a bit of a French kick lately, and rightly so. We need to indulge and vicariously live through our food while Andrea is living there. However, after the big Thanksgiving bash shared with my side of the family, all foods consumed were heavy American classics, I’ve been feeling like a light cleanse is in order while my body prepares for the next barrage of feats…. to happen during Christmas vacation with the man’s side of the family.
In preparation for the next calorie dense party week, two things can be found on my menu: alternate between warm veggie laden soups and Eastern meals with fish as the star. Namely, Sushi! It’s neither difficult or scary to make yourself at home. In truth there’s only one trick…. Click here to Read More
I’d start by telling you a cool story about my life here in Salem, but I haven’t gathered any. I guess Thanksgiving was last week, that happened… with family in Utah. Hm, I’ll let Andrea to the story telling for the next little bit as she’s got the goods right now. So on to to this weeks drool fest:
Mr. Crunchy. That’s what it is, a “Croque Monsieur” literally means Mr. Crunchy… and although the name must extend from the bread used, the sandwich has enough sauce and cheese and goo to make any melted sandwich look weak in comparison. The only difference between the Monsieur and the Madame is the soft fried egg on top — all these years, in my own mind, I distinguished the two by viewing the egg as a ladies hat (the massive rimmed sort worn to the Kentucky derby.) Come to find out, the resemblance of a large hat is exactly why it was dubbed the lady-wich.
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Well I have to say, I am liking France more and more as the days go on. I have always liked it but it is becoming a deeper richer like every day. First off, I am calling B.S. on the concept of ‘French people are cold, or to themselves, or rude. I just have not seen it-not with a neighbor or any shop or place we have been. According to my experience thus far, it is the polar opposite. People are extremely genuine, nice people. Even the French say that most are like this but so far, no sign! Maybe its against the law to be mean to a pregnant lady in France… Click here to Read More
Don’t you just love the holiday season? I know that most of us complain about cold weather, lots of snow or rain, but it really is a great time of year! There is always some grand holiday around the corner to prepare for and enjoy!
I know it can become a bit of a stressful time preparing everything, trying to make it as special as possible. I guess the trick is to know how to keep some sort of balance and really make the holidays a great experience for everyone… including yourself!
I know this took my mom yeeeeeears to get down! We now have it in our family where my mom is not allowed to plan meals or clean up anything-unless she wants to. All of us ‘kids’ and spouses plan, prepare and divide chores at holiday gatherings to take the load off my mom. Click here to Read More