Weekends have become both sacred and overwhelming for me. I used to look at my weekends as “me time”, where I’d do things I didn’t get around to doing during the week. I’d get pedicures, a nice blowout, maybe even just time at a coffee shop. Oh, and maybe a nice run. This time of year was always when I’d fall back in love with running because the air is so crisp in the mornings. Car windshields are beginning to get a touch of morning frost if you’re out early enough.
Now things are different. Not in a bad way, just different. Weekends I try my best to do things with Aliya. Being back to work full time is tough but I really try to make up for it on the weekends. So a treat, to me, is when I have time to make a fresh batch of these hearty butter pecan oatmeal pancakes and actually get to eat them while they’re still hot….