We went to Gizdich Ranch on Saturday for some apple picking. I was feeling so happy and awesome last week that I felt inspired by my neighbor’s home-made peach cobbler she made for us. I saw a recipe for home-made apple pie in the latest King Arthur Flour catalog and thought I could and should make it.
We went to Gizdich a month or two ago to pick strawberries and we had a really good time. This time however, seemed like an exercise in adapting to our new larger family.
As soon as we got out to the apple orchard, I had to feed Eliza in the hot van. That left Shane to tend to the other three for about 30 minutes. With a 7-year-old who complains about everything and a nearly-two-year-old who likes to wander off and is so clumsy she falls down while standing still, things got to be chaotic and I found myself refusing to go anywhere with all of them for the rest of the weekend.
It didn’t help at all that Eliza has only been giving me 1-1.5 hour chunks of sleep at night and I hadn’t gotten to sleep in or a chance to nap in a few days. It’s not a good idea to be cranky around a sleep-deprived mommy.
But, I want to take away something positive from the trip and so Shane and I talked quite a bit about how we have to adjust our approach to things when we go out now. Lots of deep breaths and pauses to make sure we’re going about things the right way. There were many instances where we got frustrated and said “Agh! Let’s just go and …” But what we should have done was take the time to get a snack or go to a more convenient place for me to nurse or let the kids run around and play.