Monday, August 17, 2015

I Don't Always Cry for Gluten Free Pizza....

Last night was hard. 

The kind of hard that makes you question your abilities. 

The kind of hard that leaves you sobbing big fat blubbering tears while you cradle your screaming baby in your arms, vulnerable, having absolutely no idea what to do. 

I'm lucky I guess. I can actually count on two hands the amount of times that Mason Modesto has cried actual tears, and I can count on one hand the amount of times that he has cried and I had no idea what to do. 

But last night was one of those nights. He's crying. I'm crying. He's screaming. I'm shushing and bouncing and rocking and swaying and kissing and rubbing and holding and praying - praying real hard - that I can comfort Mason. 

After nearly an hour of working through it together, I finally had MM quietly sleeping in his crib. When I walked out of his room I realized that not only was I completely exhausted but I was also starving. 

And friends, in times like that, only one meal will do:

Gluten Free Pizza!

I went with the Steak and Blue on a gluten free crust from Uncle Maddio's - my current absolute fave! Spinach, basil, tomatoes, thinly sliced steak, and a drizzle of balsamic glaze - it is so good!

And it is SO HARD not to eat the entire pizza at once. 

This was the first time I haven't been sharing the pizza with another person - fingers crossed it reheats well for lunch today!