Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 109843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 549(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 549(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
He’d been mad at me for not telling him immediately. I reminded him that we had a bunch of time between water breaking and the baby shooting out. Though that was technically true, Kip still wasn’t thrilled with me. But he couldn’t hold a grudge on account of me being in labor.
Unlike Rowan, Kip did not lose his shit and demand we go to the hospital. He’d trained for this. He’d read all the baby books, dragged me to all the fucking childbirth classes. He’d done everything but get himself a doula certification. Therefore, he made me tea while my mother lit incense and rubbed my stomach, and then he’d given my mother some bullshit errand so she’d stop waving the incense in my face.
We’d timed my contractions, which hurt like a bitch, and then we’d gone to the hospital when it was time.
It was all very civilized.
I hadn’t been panicked. This was what I’d been waiting for, after all. This was the thing I never thought I’d be able to do. This was what I’d given up on.
But once I was in the gown, in the hospital bed, perched up, legs spread, and with doctors telling me to push, I kind of freaked out. Just a little.
I mean, I was about to push a fucking watermelon out of my vag. I was entitled to a little freak-out.
I turned to Kip, who was at my side, calm as could be.
“Are we ready for this?” I asked, breathless, trying to figure out a way to stall the whole process.
Kip’s eyes twinkled. “Fuck yeah we are, baby.” He kissed me hard on the lips. “You can do this. We can do this.”
I looked at him. Trusted him. Loved him.
“Okay,” I said. I looked back down to my doctor. “Let’s have this fucking baby.”
And it hurt like a bitch. Right up until the moment they laid our daughter on my chest.
Then I forgot what pain felt like.
Then I realized I’d gotten it, against all odds.
My happily ever after.
dorito casserole
If you’ve read Recipe for Love, you’ve already seen a few recipes I love. It made sense to include them, since Nora was a baker. Though Fiona is definitely not a baker or a cook of any kind, I wanted to include this recipe because it’s one I discovered and have made repeatedly now I can actually stomach food.
I even add vegetables to make it kind of healthy. You can add/omit whatever veggies you like. Once they’re grated up in there, you can’t even taste them! I don’t actually use Doritos either, I use *slighty* better for you corn chips, but any chips will work.
ingredients
1 family size bag of Doritos (I use Late July brand Nacho Cheese flavor)
1 pound ground beef
1 onion, diced
1 carrot, grated
1 zucchini, grated
handful of mushrooms, chopped (optional if you don’t like them)
1 clove of garlic, minced
1 package taco seasoning
1 cup of salsa
1 cup of sour cream
1 can of cream of mushroom soup (or chicken)
2 cups of shredded cheese
method
Preheat the oven to 350 F.
Cook onion, garlic mushrooms and veggies for about five minutes then add the ground beef. Cook until no pink remains and drain fat.
Add salsa, taco seasoning and 1/3 cup of water. Cook for about five minutes or until it’s thickened. Remove from heat and put into a large bowl.
Combine the beef mixture, sour cream, soup and 1 cup of cheese.
Break up your corn chips a little and make a layer at the bottom of a casserole dish.
Put 1/2 of the beef mixture on top of crushed chips. Add more chips and then the rest of the beef. Top with crushed chips and cheese.
Bake for 30 minutes, covered, then remove foil and bake for another 20 minutes or so.
Enjoy!