Hi, I am Michaela. Stay at home Mom of four, married for over two decades to a man I adore, food blogger, dog lover, party thrower, gift giver, wish I were craftier, liver & lover of life.
When I was growing up, and was asked what I wanted to be when I grew up I always said “A Mom.” I loved having a stay at home mom, and I always wanted that for my kids. When I got married, my husband and I had the same ideals of what we wanted our family life to be like. Even though I grew up in the city, in Omaha, and he grew up on a farm in rural Iowa, we were raised very much the same. We appreciated that our family sat down at night to eat dinner together, and that big family get togethers with our grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins, didn’t just happen on the holidays. We wanted this for our kids, too.
We were married in 1991, only 11 months after our first date. In 1994, we had our first child, a son, and in 1997 our second child, a daughter joined the family. I did in-home day care for a short time, to make it possible for me to stay home with our kids. I had an online scrapbooking business for a few years, and enjoyed the creative outlet it gave me. In 2002, we were surprised when the doctor told us that we were expecting TWINS. Blessed from above, our family size grew again, and I gave up on my scrapbooking business. Those first years were really busy! In 2001, we added the first of our “fur babies, “ Gabby a West Highland White Terrier, and in 2004, our boxer, Sully joined the family.
I have always enjoyed entertaining, and have always enjoyed cooking, even as a kid, but up until a few years ago, I was never much of a baker. It’s crazy to think, now. I think one of the things I love about cooking/baking/blogging is it too, is a creative outlet. Not only that, but is something we enjoy as a family. Family meals bring family together.
These days, our oldest is away at college, our second oldest has high school activities and a job that keeps her very busy. The twins play sports and have other activities, but we sit down every evening at the kitchen table (no electronics allowed) and eat together as a family. Whoever is there, or whomever may stop by, there is always plenty; but nothing makes me happier than when EVERYONE is home, and I look around my table and there is a “seat in every seat.” Then my heart is full.