One of my favorite things (okay, of about ten million favorite things) at BlogFest this year was that we had a beverage sponsor. And not just any beverage sponsor… a totally kickass, my-favorite-kind-of-beverage sponsor.
You see, if I had it my way, I’d drink only sparkling water. I love the stuff. During my pregnancy, it was my go to for mocktails and hydration – all the hydration – and the same still holds true now that I’m breastfeeding.
I just love how mineral water makes drinking water feel festive and fun, instead of a chore. Because yes, I am terrible at hydration; getting enough water is something I have to think about every day.
So when Gerolsteiner Mineral Water invited me to join their #SparklingDetox challenge, I was all about it. In fact, I’m so excited that, instead of waiting for the official start date of September 12, I might, ahem, be programing now. #DelayedGratificationIsHard
What is the #SparklingDetox challenge, you ask? It’s simple, really: for 5 days the only liquid I’ll be consuming is Gerolsteiner. This is my kind of detox: the restrictions are FUN, not, er, restricting.
And, I get to claim all sorts of health benefits, in addition to the joys of indulging in my favorite beverage. Every liter of Gerolsteiner contains 348 mg of calcium and 108 mg of magnesium. That’s 1/3 of the daily requirement for calcium and 1/4 for magnesium!
Want to join me?
Gerolsteiner Mineral Water #SparklingDetox
Drink only Gerolsteiner for the five days of the detox: no other beverages.* That’s it!
* Not to worry, smoothies are a food, not a drink. 😉
Simple, right? I’m excited to see how I feel after a week of healthy party time in my cup.
Come join us in the dedicated Facebook group to get advice, support, and recipes & workouts you can do during the challenge.
Gerolsteiner Mineral Water is available nationwide (here’s a store locator), and… just between us, there might just be a HUGE giveaway coming up in which 300 people will win a case of Gerolsteiner. Stay tuned for more on how to enter that… 🙂
In the meantime, go say hi to Gerolsteiner around the internets, and join our Facebook group!
Years ago, when Jamie and I used to work out of various cafes around San Francisco, one of our regular haunts was the Starbucks on Fillmore. Wifi, seating, and available outlets were our main criteria.
We’d usually begrudgingly order the same old tea with steamed soy, day after day, so sick of drinking tea but so aware of what a steal it was, in terms of rent cost.
I’ll never forget the day when, at the usually quiet-ish hour of 3pm—3:13pm to be exact—the store started filling up with all sorts of people. And these people behaved very strangely. Instead of going up and ordering, or avoiding eye contact with the baristas and grabbing a seat or an outlet without plunking down at least $1.85 for a tall coffee, they just stood there, near the counter, but not close enough to order.
They coagulated in the open area where a line usually forms, all of them just… waiting. No one stepped up; no one elbowed through to be first in line.
We watched this bizarre group coalescing until 3:30pm on the dot, when suddenly the horde rushed for the counter. Moments later, they left, one or two at a time, with giant, frothy, whipped-cream topped beverages and satisfied grins on their faces.
We later learned that was the first day of Frappy Hour, and we soon came to know that every day, eager sugar-hungry people would arrive just before 3:30 and wait, counting down the seconds until their blended concoction was available at half price.
Naturally, we took great delight in the spectacle of frappy hour. Who were these people, and why did they care so much that they arrived early to wait for frappy hour? Was this the best part of their day? And why, oh why, did so many people LIKE frappuccinos?
We took turns coming up with the most ridiculous sounding beverage, and threatening to order it for one another. We’d say, “I’m going to get you a venti mocha orange creamsicle mint cookie blast with apple caramel crumble and make you drink it!”
Mockery and juvenilia aside, I secretly wished I liked frappuccinos, especially as I ordered my boring hot tea day after day. I love the idea of an iced blended treat, and of adding in some variety into how I paid my rent; I just hated the taste and how the sugar content turned my stomach into a roiling queasy mess.
The fact is, I’m super boring when it comes to food and beverages. (Maybe purist is a kinder word). I like my coffee strong and black. I’ll take my nut butters without the sugar and oil and other additives. I think flavored yogurt is a crime against nature. I stick to a tried and true smoothie rut: frozen berries, spinach, plain yogurt, plain protein powder, almond butter. I know, I know, it’s almost criminal how much fun I am. 😉
Done and done.
The other day, I was out of all those things. No yogurt in the fridge. No berries in the freezer. Nothing in the house but a fussy baby and a hangry me. I decided to improvise a smoothie without berries or yogurt (SAY WHAT?!).
I’d been using, and loving, Bob’s Red Mill protein powder—the unflavored one, thankyouverymuch—and scoured my pantry for anything, anything, I could add to turn plain ol’ protein powder into a meal.
I found, first, the cute little card that Bob’s Red Mill sent with the protein powders, with various recipes on it. I happened to have all the ingredients for their oatmeal cookie smoothie (well, no dates, but hey, close enough).
Hmm, I thought. That sounds like something I’d hate. But maybe it’s worth a go. What do I have to lose?
Answer: half a cup of oatmeal, a cup of almond milk, and a scoop of chai protein powder that I had not yet opened and already decided I disliked.
In went the ingredients, with some almond butter to make up for the missing dates, and some peanut butter granola on top for an extra crunch.
Guess what, guys? I fucking loved it. It was a fucking perfect afternoon treat that made me feel all yummy inside and kept me full until dinnertime. It tasted exactly how I wanted a frappuccino to taste, only so much better. It tasted like a grown up, balanced, healthy frothy beverage that just happened to have protein powder in it.
Nathan and I have split up childcare by time of day, meaning I take Mackenzie in the mornings and he takes her in the afternoons, so we can each get some work done. (More on how that’s working, or not working, in an upcoming post!)
I’ve found that for the sake of my sanity, we have to get out of the house in the mornings. Otherwise I end up still in pajamas, with makeup creased down my face, and the crazies in my head spinning out of control.
Of course, getting out of the house with a baby is an art that for first time moms, takes some practice to get used to. Some mornings, just brushing my hair feels like a major accomplishment—forget loading up the baby, stroller, and diaper bag into the car and getting ourselves somewhere else. My sunglasses and keys always seem to be in different rooms, and I never have enough hands to pacify a screaming baby, find my stuff, and get out the door.
That said, over the last few weeks I’ve been consciously working on a routine that seems to ease those roadblocks to getting out. Here’s what’s helped us:
Collect your belongings the night before
Every night after Mac falls asleep, I spend about 10 minutes collecting all the rogue items that have scattered around the apartment: pacifier, my wallet, headphones, diaper bag, water bottle, baby carrier, etc, and load them back into the diaper bag so that’s ready to go in the morning. I also restock the diaper bag with diapers, burp cloths, and backup outfits.
Have a get-everyone-fed routine
We start the morning with Mackenzie’s (fourth) breakfast, then after a diaper change, I put her in her bouncy chair so I can make coffee and a smoothie. Feeding and caffeinating myself is so important and really affects the rest of our day.
My smoothie is a protein explosion that also includes oats and spinach to help with milk supply.
I’m super in to the new Hemp Protein Smoothie from Manitoba Harvest – the berry flavor is delicious, and it includes greens. One less ingredient to pull out of the fridge!
Just fucking go
It’s really easy to get caught up in “oh, maybe I should wait until after her next meal / diaper / nap before I go” decision fatigue. Whenever I find myself waffling, I remind myself to just fucking go. Nursing, diaper changing, and naps can all happen in the car / in public / wherever they need to happen.
So that’s how we’re doing it, so far. It’s far from perfect; it still takes us an embarrassing amount of time to leave the house and also to come back in. But at least we’re out and about. 🙂
I’ve been doing a ton of traveling lately. In less than three weeks, I bounced around between 5 different cities on the west coast without a single stop at home.
There was the wedding in Monterey:
A work meeting in San Francisco:
Thanksgiving in Tahoe:
A visit in Sacramento:
And studio prep in Portland.
Not too shabby an itinerary, eh? Luckily, I did the long hauls via plane; I’ve found that more than two hours in the car puts my back and body into a cranky, stiff, whiny funk, so I’ve opted out of as much driving as possible. Even so, all the air travel and the changes in elevation and the new environments take their toll, especially since with each city, this baby bump just. gets. bigger.
(Also, my face keeps getting puffier. As do my cankles. The zippers on my boots are at half mast, and I had to order a new pair of sneakers, 2 sizes larger than my go-to Converse).
What’s a girl to do when her cankles outgrow her calves?
Well, pack some snacks, naturally.
All the snacks. I am the crazy snack lady on the plane who does nothing but respond to emails and eat snacks.
Luckily, I’ve yet to get sick or suffer any real repercussions from all this travel and airport time. I attribute it to (a) all the snacks, especially the vitamin C-packed mandarins I’ve been inhaling, (b) obsessively washing my hands, (c) avoiding plane bathrooms as much as (pregnantly) humanly possible, and (d) staying really well hydrated. I’m kind of wrapped up and in love with SOS’s recovery drink right now. Even though it’s intended for exercise or hangover recovery, I’ve been using it as prevention and recovery for my generally compromised immune system. It’s also a nice way to hydrate that is not water (boring!), coconut water (gross!), or Gatorade (those chemicals can’t be good for Moonshine!). The mango flavor is bomb.com and since it’s a powder, you can take on an airplane or anywhere else you go.
There’s so much packed into my purse already it’s hard to imagine just how much I’ll be lugging around when she’s actually here and has her own independent needs. I guess I’m just practicing the mom thing already.
I don’t usually do WIAW posts, but I’ve been experimenting with Mighty Nut powdered peanut butter and have literally been including it in everything I eat (protein explosion! whee!), so wanted to share all the versatile ways I’ve been using it. Also, it’s Thursday, so I guess this isn’t really a WIAW post.
I’m supposed to get between 80-100 grams of protein a day to help this baby grow, and since I’ve been mostly ambivalent toward meat, I’ve been working on better ways to pack more protein into every meal.
In the smoothie. My go-to smoothie is yogurt, spinach, frozen berries, Mighty Nut, and Hemp Pro70 protein powder. Usually with a splash of water to help my low-powered blender combine all those things into the delightful combination they are. I like using the powdered peanut butter instead of regular nut butters for pure laziness’ sake: less cleanup. It’s also lower fat and lower calories than peanut butter, if that’s something you care about. I think Tigger misses having a regular spoon to lick, though.
I’ve been making these protein packed salads with eggs, avocado, nuts, more hemp hearts, and tons of veggies. Sometimes with a little salmon added on top if I can stomach salmon and if I haven’t had much fish that week.
I top it all off with a peanut dressing because peanut dressing makes everything more delicious.
Oh, and the protein doesn’t hurt, either.
My peanut sauce recipe isn’t exactly a recipe; I don’t measure. But here’s what goes into it, to taste.
Peanut Sauce non-recipe
Mighty Nut powdered peanut butter – usually the original, sometimes flax & chia
Splash of lime juice
red curry paste
Togarashi (or regular red pepper flakes – but omg, if you have togarashi, it takes your sauce to a whole new level)
and some warm water to help it all mix together into the right consistency
I’ll often make enough peanut sauce to have it for dinner, too. And lunch the next day. And dinner. And… you get the picture. 😉
Roasted veggies, avocado, peanut-sauce marinated tofu, and… wait for it… peanut sauce! Often there’s also rice underneath and/or a fried egg on top. I could eat this every day. It’s the perfect meal. My husband doesn’t agree so sometimes I have to eat other things.
I haven’t been all that into sweets lately, but sometimes I WANT to want to eat something sweet. Like, hello, I’m pregnant, I should be eating ice cream. I should be DEMANDING ice cream.
So I started having double peanut butter yogurt for dessert. I mix Mighty Nut (usually chocolate, because duh), plus a tiny bit of agave, into plain yogurt, and then top with peanut butter granola. It’s the perfect not too sweet, protein-filled end of day treat.
This baby will probably be born either with a deep and unshakable love for nuts and nut butters… or she’ll be allergic. Praying to any and all powers she’s not allergic. There’s just so much joy in nut butters. 🙂
Hopefully I’ve got you salivating for peanut butter. And hopefully you want to try some Mighty Nut of your own. (If not, never speak to me again).
You can win a flavor of your choice (woot!) by entering below!