I just spent two hours scouring reviews for baby bouncers on Amazon. My eyes ache. Do you guys even know what kind of features these things come with nowadays? I don’t know how I ever made it to adulthood without such luxuries. Built-in sound systems, relaxing vibration patterns, an assortment of dangling toys to entertain the baby, hands-free bouncing – and none of them come in the color I want.
I have to get this right – it’s a gift for my best friend’s first baby. My best friend is pregnant. My best friend is having a baby. I still can’t believe it.
I don’t know the first thing about babies. I’ve never changed a diaper (Hello, Google? it’s me, Jordan.) I like love wine. I say shit and damn and hell sometimes too much. I know she’s way more ready for baby H than I am. But it’s still so hard for me to picture her as a mother. I know that’s just because I haven’t ever seen her in this role before. I know she’s going to be amazing.
It’s hard to imagine. Because to me – playing house with our American Girl dolls seems like yesterday. Getting in trouble for swimming in a flooded ditch seems like yesterday. Terrorizing the neighborhood in her go-cart seems like yesterday. Her moving to Oklahoma seems like yesterday. Church camp. Boyfriends. High school. College. Graduations. Yesterday. Giving my first wedding speech as her Matron of Honor – I know that was just yesterday. I swear it was.
But here we are. Coincidentally, today is her birthday. And the next day is my birthday. It’s been so long since we celebrated together, even though we were born one day apart. Now, she’s a couple of weeks away from bringing a piece of her into the world. And soon, I’ll get to meet meet the magical little person she’s been busy creating.
How lucky am I? I get to watch my best friend change and grow and learn. And she’ll teach me things I didn’t realize I needed to know.
She’s going first. She’s paving this road. And she’s so got this. She’s going to be so good at this. When Baby H comes into the world, she will be surrounded with love and gratitude. She will be supported. She will be encouraged. She will be raised by two of the best people I’ve ever known.
- 4 cups cauliflower florets
- 2 Tablespoons maple syrup
- 2 Tablespoon sriracha
- 2 Tablespoons olive oil
- ½ Tablespoon tamari or soy sauce
- ½ teaspoon black pepper
- Preheat oven to 400º. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper.
- In a large bowl (or a Ziplock bag) combine cauliflower and other ingredients – maple syrup, sriracha, olive oil, tamari, and pepper. Mix until the cauliflower is well coated.
You can find complete recipes of this SWEET AND SPICY BAKED CAULIFLOWER in thefitchen.com