On Father’s Day we blessed our little Radcliff Eric Roberston! As you may or may not know, I’m one of those Mormons, and when a baby is born we gather family and close friends and give them a special blessing in church. It’s basically just a prayer and a way to introduce the baby to the congregation. We blessed baby Rad last Sunday and then we had a luncheon at our house afterwards. I’ve been trying really hard to not go over-the-top with gatherings lately. Haha, for Eric’s birthday I even BOUGHT A CAKE. I know, I know. It was seriously really hard for me, but it made for such an easy, nice day and Eric really appreciated it.
For the lunch I wanted to do something special, but not stress myself out. So I bought some cookie cutters to spell out “RAD” and decided I’d make cookies and nothing else. I bought mostly prepared food from Costco and didn’t let myself make printables, labels, or any other treats. I didn’t go crazy on decorations either. I basically used everything I saw laying around on the floors. Haha, seriously those masks are all over my house.
It was such a fun and wonderful day. I was able to really enjoy everyone’s company and actually talk to our family and friends, instead of staying in the kitchen the whole time or hiding in a corner because I had tired myself out being a crazy craft lady. This may seem OBVIOUS to some, but I’m really not a moderate person, so it’s difficult for me!
Rad wore what Eric was blessed in. He looked so cute I just about cried every time I looked at him. I bought myself a whole new outfit at JCPenny. (Have you been there lately I LOVE IT!) My baby weight is coming off SO SLOWLY and I’ve been really struggling with it. I gained A LOT OF WEIGHT. But I figured I needed to stop moaning about it and wearing all black and buy myself something perky to wear in the meantime.
The pulled pork sandwiches were so easy to assemble. I just dumped pre-cooked pulled pork in the crock pot with a jar of Stubbs BBQ sauce. Then we toasted the torta rolls with provolone cheese. We served coleslaw from Whole Foods, along with kettle chips and pickles. Eric’s mom made homemade banana ice-cream and served it with caramel sauce. It was SO GOOD. I got the little serving trays at a party supply store and it was a fun thing to eat the pork sandwiches in piled high with slaw. It was such a fun and beautiful day.
I feel like over the last two years my blog has become less personal. I haven’t posted something like this little family gathering in a while. I think my distance was a gut reaction to me sharing too much of myself in my early years of blogging. I started sharing just crafts and DIY’s but not too much of myself. It’s hard for me to find a balance. I’m an all or nothing type of gal!
But in the last six months, and especially since the birth of Rad I’ve decided that I want my blog to be more genuine and meaningful to me, otherwise it’s a waste of my time, and probably yours. I know not to get too personal now. But I’m also so over sharing DIYs or crafts just for the sake of having content. So even though I might not post as often, I want to share real ideas and things that I love and that I use in my life that might inspire you.
Don’t get me wrong, I’ll share sponsored posts from time to time or write aspirational stuff and round-ups for pay. Mama needs money! But I try to still keep them sincere and relevant to my life. I don’t want to post random DIYs or crafts anymore just in the hopes of driving or attracting traffic. Nope. I feel like that’s the type of blogging that kills blogs…and bloggers! Ha. Blogging is a funny beast. Blogs are a funny medium and it’s taken me a while to decide exactly what I want to with mine. And what do I want to do? I want to keep it real.
So whether you’ve been around for a few weeks or a few years, I thank you.
I’m not rich, I’m not thin (anymore…but I’m working on it!) and my house is
almost always a mess. But I sincerely love to write, share ideas, craft, and bake, (in that order) and I’m flattered daily that anyone might care what I have to say.
Thanks for partying with me. I love your guts.