Remember last week’s delicious roasted tomato sauce? Today, I’m going to show you how easy it is to turn it into tomato soup.
These days, I feel as if my renovation will never end. What was initially supposed to be a two week renovation is now stretching into October. . . so about three months. My dear friend Naomi has kindly offered her home as fodder for this blog. Let’s take a look, shall we?
Can I tell you a secret?
I don’t like tomatoes.
But I really wish I did. I long to love a toasted tomato sandwich on homemade bread with a vine-ripened, garden fresh tomato. For some crazy reason, uncooked tomatoes taste like dirt to me.
*scratches head and thinks to self* But Kristen, I’ve seen your garden videos. . . you grow an awful lot of tomatoes. What’s up?
I need them for making the best pasta sauce. Because this family goes through a crazy amount of pasta sauce.
Don’t worry friends, Shifting Roots isn’t turning into a mommy blog anytime soon. My son started Kindergarten today and I think that’s an occasion worth breaking my niche for.
It’s Dominic’s first day of kindergarten and it feels so bittersweet. Part of me can’t believe that my teeny tiny baby is now a sweet little boy. Part of me can’t believe that the Hermit and I actually kept a small human being alive and functioning for five whole years.
But the rest of me? Is really excited. Let me tell you why.
Back when Dominic was around 4 or 5 months, strangers loved to point out that Dominic wasn’t like other babies. He had a large head and people couldn’t resist asking if I had noticed. Thankfully one of the doctors in our church referred him to a pediatrician, who after a few tests confirmed that his head was fine.
However, he seemed a little behind on his milestones. She told me not to worry, but that she wanted to be proactive and refer him to the Kinsmen Centre so he could get some help and get caught up.
Being a first-time Mom I was a little surprised. I didn’t think he was that far behind my friend’s babies around that same age, but we went and I was grateful for the help. Surely we would only be there a few months and whatever was wrong would be “fixed.”
Soon “just physiotherapy” turned into occupational therapy and physiotherapy and then that turned into speech therapy and parent-speech-class and feeding clinic with a child psychologist thrown into the mix.
This was not what I bargained for.
We were thrust into a whole different world where I learned that my son’s repetitive play and tidy eating were not actually normal. He was missing or behind on milestones I didn’t even know existed. And I was about to get a new education in sensory issues and how to help my child make sense of a world that doesn’t make sense to him.
Dominic has Autism. If you know my son, this might surprise you. He probably seems pretty “normal.” And in many ways, he is.
He is loving, kind, and tenderhearted. He is currently obsessed with yellow, triangles, Story Bots, and science. He loves to play with other children and make friends, but sometimes he misses some social cues and we’re still giving him lots of rules and advice to help him make sense of it all.
People often wonder if Dominic really has Autism. The thing is, he is able to function so well partly because of where he sits on the spectrum, partly because of early intervention, and partly because he has an amazingly supportive group of family and friends who love him unconditionally and nurture his strengths.
I don’t want to go into detail on his particular struggles, only because I want to preserve some of his privacy. But please know that it hasn’t always been easy, and we’ve all had a really large learning curve figuring out how to meet each other in the middle.
But that’s why I’m excited.
Because there were a lot of days when he was struggling that I wondered what school would be like for him. Would he be able to handle it? What kind of future would he have?
While I don’t know what the future holds, I do know that we’ll be able to handle it.
We will walk through the tough stuff and figure out ways for him to succeed. We will nurture his strengths and let him fly in those areas that he’s really advanced.
And as for today?
Another small disclaimer. The cliche that if you’ve met one person with Autism you’ve met one person with Autism is totally true. Our experiences and challenges are unique and can in no way speak for every single person with Autism.
The first day of school is fast approaching, and if you’re like me, you’re looking for easy snacks and meal plans–stat! While I still haven’t mastered the fine art of meal planning, I’m pretty good at whipping up a batch of healthy muffins.
This recipe was born out of a love of Tim Hortons Raspberry Bran muffins. They are in stores seasonally, but I want them all year round! The taste is pretty close, although I wish I could get them to rise better like they do in the store.
Grab your fresh or frozen raspberries and lets get started.
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