February 6, 2013

National Pancake Day and a little bit of truth!

Pancakes for dinner?




Y'all like it when I'm honest. Well, FINE I'll be honest.

I'm human, I know. But lately I have been unhappy with my reactions to LIFE.

Stress, people, bad drivers, you name it.

Things bother me and I don't like my immediate reactions to them.

I seem to be doing a lot of, "Sorry, I shouldn't have said that." or, thinking "geez, it's NOT the end of the world like I made it seem."

I guess having this little peanut growing inside of me it makes me think of what I want to model for her.

Am I horrible? No.

Do I wish to be better and slower to anger? Yes.

Can I slow down a little and look through a different lens? Yes.

Will I? Yes.

Sometimes the best thing we can do is admit our weak areas.

I'm weak, and I need work.


It feels refreshing to surrender to weakness, forgive myself, and know there's a God who STILL loves me.

It's my prayer to work on this weakness.

Do you have weakness you need to surrender?

Think about it.

Pray about it.


So, to improve my mood the other night, I made pancakes in honor of National Pancake Day!

Syrup and butter is always a way to cheer me up!!!

YOU GUYS! I'm a horrible cook sometimes!

I wanted to practice my mommy-skills so shaped pancakes seemed fitting...until I royally blew it.

I could only find a star or christmas tree cookie cutter, so I chose the star. duh.

Star pancakes seemed easy; I was fully confident.

It failed, clearly.


Being slightly discouraged I gave up on the advanced shapes and decided to stick with an easy Mickey Mouse head...seemed simple enough.

It failed, clearly.


Feeling like a winner (NOT) I thought small silver dollar pancakes would suffice. Their small, cute, and rather kid-like...a bit amateur but considering I sucked at the previous two I wasn't going to chance messing up...again.

They too, failed, clearly.


How am I going to make it as a Mommy?

 I'm weak AND I can't even make cute pancakes!


Thank goodness for the MVP.

While standing frustrated at the stove he hugged me from behind, kissed my head, and said I looked cute in my apron.

He laughed at my blobs of batter and reached for the spatula. He taught me how to correctly "flip" the pancakes, making it look like he was a professional-pancake-flipper or just professional Dad, already.

I wanted to be annoyed with his pancake perfectness but in all reality I was so very thankful.

They may have not been mommy-cute but those gluten-free pancakes we're well worth the calorie splurge!


Happy National Pancake Day!





  1. Lol...I made pancakes for my nephew once and he said "Auntie Kristina, your pancakes aren't round like mommy's...they look weird!" I laughed so hard :)

  2. I'm glad I'm not the only mama-to-be who panics!! Good luck on your future pancake making endeavors...just remember, it's not about how they look, it's about how they taste :)

  3. Amen, sista! So nice to "meet" you! I love this community! :)