I told myself that I needed to get serious about trying to lose the last of the baby weight. I don’t have a set goal in mind; I just want my clothes to fit better and feel more confident in my skin. I decided to look up some healthy meals that would also aid in milk production. (Any time I try to lose weight while breastfeeding, my milk always takes a hit. I knew I needed nutritionally dense food, not just “low calorie” food.)
So, as I searched Pinterest for such meals, I came across this:
It reminded me of no bake cookies (which, in my house growing up, we called “Oatmeal Cookie Stuff” because we ate it straight from the pot!) so I was instantly intrigued. I decided to give it a shot! Here’s what you need:
Before you go to bed, drop all the ingredients (except the peanut butter) into your crockpot and cook on low for 7-8 hours:
Y’all, this smelled AWESOME. It was like I was cooking hot cocoa! The next morning, I awoke to this:
Yeah, it did not look appetizing. I scraped off the top and the under part actually looked okay! I plopped some peanut butter on top and decided to try it.
It was…alright. It was pretty bland, TBH. I ate a serving of it and it was pretty filling, though not very tasty.
Have you ever tried this recipe? Or a recipe close to it? What were your results? Share in the comments below!
It was 4:00am January 24th 2014, exactly one week before my due date (February 1st). I got up for one of my many frequent trips to the bathroom and as I had finished up and went back to bed, I noticed I was still leaking fluid. I thought I might have peed a little, but as I got back up and out of the bed to go check a huge rush of water came pooring out. The only way I can describe it is a sense of warm liquid and pressure, a continuous flow.
I woke Braydon’s dad to tell him it was time, my contractions had not yet started. We first called my aunt to tell her what was going on and then Jake’s (Braydon’s dad) sister. We called the maternity ward at my local hospital and they suggested we come in right away instead of waiting for my contractions to start since it sounded like my water had fully broken.
Jake’s sister picked us up and we headed to the hospital! I started having mild contractions in the car on the way there and they steadily increased from there. When we checked in, it was nice to see that we were the only ones there. Our hospital was super small and I was the only mommy admitted at the time. Since it was Flu season the nurses informed us that who ever was accompanying us in the delivery room would be our only visitors allowed while we were there. I chose to have Jake, my mom, my sister, and Jake’s mom in the delivery room.
My birth plan was set up to be a “lets see how it goes” kind of thing. I didn’t want to commit to a fully natural or medicated birth, I just wanted to see what my body needed. As my contractions progresses I walked around the hospital a couple times, used a yoga ball, and tried the Jacuzzi tub to labor in. The tub I felt made my contractions way worse and I didn’t stay in there very long. At 7cm I asked for the epidural, and it only worked on one side of my body until they came in to fix it.
Around 1:30pm it was time to push! I don’t recall the specific number of pushes it took but he arrived at 1:59pm so about a half hour of pushing and my baby boy was here! They placed him on my chest right away as Jake cut the cord and I had my skin to skin with him. I can’t tell you what I was thinking or feeling other then full attention on him and an overwhelming sense of happiness. My little man weight 6lbs and 14oz and was 19 3/4 inches long. I was able to breast feed him in the hospital which was super awesome and the nurse was aggressive but super helpful.
I had to have stitches as Braydon’s elbow tore me up towards the front. I don’t recall the stitches as I was too busy admiring my baby at the time. I remember being in such a focused state throughout my pregnancy that I honestly didn’t pay attention to anyone or anything. I really couldn’t tell you what the other people in the room were saying or doing. After I had fed baby and had substantial skin to skin with him, Jake gave him his first bath! The hospital staff were so caring and helpful, I will only go to a small hospital for future births!
We stayed two nights in the hospital and then took our sweet baby home. Before we left the hospital provided us with a celebratory breakfast that included mimosas, Belgium waffles, and fruit! It was probably the most significant experience I have ever had and I can’t wait to do it all over again with baby number two this January! (Yes, thats right two January babies!)
