Hey! Guess what?!?!?!
Baby and I made it to week 36!
I'm nine months pregnant!
We're officially in the month that my second baby will be born!
I'm so stroked to get to this point. A baby born now is medically full-term and I feel like I can breathe a sigh of relief to make it.
My doctor's appointment yesterday went great yesterday: good heartbeat for baby, low blood pressure for me and zero dilation. This baby is just gonna keep cooking.
Also, I nearly laughed when I checked BabyCenter's week 36 update: the baby should "now weigh almost 6 pounds." Um...two weeks ago, Baby Rockne was over 7 pounds.
It would be comical at this point but some *ahem* certain bones aren't laughing.
There really is no smooth transition from groaning bones to beer bread so I'm just going to head there.
As I wandered the aisles of Aldi's today, I spotted a box of beer bread mix and instantly craved a slice of warm beer bread. I hardly ever buy boxed mixes because I don't want to spend my grocery budget to make something that I probably have most of the ingredients at home already.
Plus, I'm no food snob (hola Taco Bell) but I think homemade always tastes better.
However, I haven't been baking recently. You know, like, at all. These days, a good night is when I actually make dinner instead of sending Joe out to pick something up so a loaf of pumpkin bread or a dozen muffins are definitely not finding their way into my oven.
But this afternoon, I needed beer bread and I needed it badly. So I bought the box and a can of citrus pop.
(Confession: I very strongly dislike the taste and smell of beer so I make beer bread with Sprint or 7-Up. It just tastes way better to me.)
Sadly, I was disappointed. The box mix definitely did not taste anything like homemade beer bread. And then I was sad to think that maybe some people haven't tasted the divinity of homemade beer bread.
So if you want to try a good recipe, Sarah's homemade beer bread is my favorite. I may or may not have gone through a phase a couple years ago when I made two or three loaves a week.
Disclaimer: this recipe is not good for your hips. Or rear end. Or abdomen. But your taste buds will thank you.
(P.S. Did you hear?! Baby Rockne and I made it to nine months!)