My name’s Ian, 33 years old, married to Jenna, and we’re eagerly awaiting the arrival of our first child. Life seemed to be on a clear path: I have a stable job in IT, and Jenna, a talented freelance photographer, fills our days with discussions about baby names, nursery colors, and even playful debates over the merits of pineapple on pizza. It’s a normal, happy life.One night, as the snow piled high outside, I was in the kitchen making hot cocoa—a new favorite of Jenna’s since she got pregnant. The soft hum of the heater created a cozy contrast to the blizzard outside. Jenna, curled up on the couch, was half-heartedly scrolling through her phone while absentmindedly rubbing her belly. “Babe, should we go with blue or green for the nursery?” she asked, her voice light but tinged with fatigue. “I still say yellow,” I replied, pouring the cocoa into mugs. “It’s neutral, bright, and it won’t show spit-up as much.”
Pesto Lasagna
BAKED MOROCCAN-SPICED CHICKEN WITH VEGETABLES
We’re hooked! This will be the third time we’re making this dish this week
Simple Greek Grilled Octopus Recipe
Crab and Shrimp Seafood Bisque – OMG DON’T LOSE THIS
Oven Crust? Do This After Each Use & You Won’t Have to Clean It for Weeks!
I Had My Son Do a DNA Test Which Confirmed Paternity, but Then His Fiancée’s Mother Called and Left Me Totally Shocked
Onions and garlic: how to grow them at home and save a lot of money
Whenever I make this, my husband is over the moon; it’s his weakness.