Oatmeal Pecan Raisin Cookies

These days, I’ve been reaching for easy and quick snacks. I know cookies are not the smartest snacking choice and often times I give them the side eye as I reach instead for my cottage cheese or yogurt.

But my sweet tooth has to be satisfied every so often and when fruit just doesn’t cut it (although it usually does) sometimes I just want a darn cookie already.

My mom and I made a variation of these cookies to give my labor & delivery nurses a few weeks ago. True story: my mom baked a lot of delicious treats while she was here and we definitely ate them all in 2 weeks time. Also, we completely forgot the cookies at home when we left for the hospital so a few nurses (and my main L&D nurse) never had a chance to try them – oops! 

Did you know that oatmeal is great for lactating women? No, they won’t make you spontaneous lactate if you eat them, as I told my inquiring husband. And these cookies have pecans and flaxseed and coconut oil, so they’re a total health food! Winning.

There isn’t a lot more to be said about these cookies other than you should make them as soon as humanly possible. You’re welcome.

Oatmeal Pecan Raisin Cookies

  • Servings: 3 dozen
  • Time: 20 minutes
  • Difficulty: Easy
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Ingredients
2 1/2 cups white whole wheat flour
1/2 cup raisins
1/2 cup chopped pecans
1 1/2 cups old fashioned oats
2 tbsp ground flaxseed
1/2 tsp baking powder
1 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp ground nutmeg
1/2 tsp ground ginger
1 tsp ground cinnamon
3/4 tsp kosher salt
1 cup coconut oil
1/4 cup agave nectar
1 1/2 cups light brown sugar
2 large eggs
1/2 tsp almond extract
1/2 tsp vanilla extract

Directions
1. Preheat oven to 350F. Line baking sheet with parchment paper or Silpat.
2. Whisk together flour, oats, flaxseed, baking powder, baking soda, spices and salt.
3. In a separate bowl, use a hand mixer to combine the oil, agave and sugar. Beat in eggs one at a time. Add extracts.
4. Slowly add dry mixture to wet, beating until just combined.
5. Fold in the raisins and pecans.
6. The batter will be somewhat sticky so place in the refrigerator for about 10 minutes or until dough is manageable.
7. Roll into 1 inch balls and place 2 inches apart on baking sheet.
8. Bake at 350F for 8-9 minutes. (The cookies are perfectly soft at 8 minutes in my oven, so just go by what you prefer.)
9. Let cookies cool on baking sheet for 2 minutes before removing and placing on wire rack.
10. Cookies stay fresh and soft stored in an airtight container or Ziploc bag for up to 1 week. Can also be stored in a freezer safe container.

 

*I know my photos are stellar (not really!) but my good camera is still out of commission. The cookies are still delicious, bad photos aside.

Adie Cecilia

  

We are so thrilled to announce the arrival of our baby GIRL!

Adie Cecilia joined our family on Saturday, March 21 at 3pm. She weighed 7 lbs 6oz and is 20 inches of perfection. 

Right now, I’m still processing the fact that we have a daughter and also adjusting to our new normal as a family of four. 

We are so blessed to have two healthy children, which is something I don’t take for granted. My heart melts every time our son says “bebé” and wants to pat her on the head or touch her face. The way my husband calls her “sweetie” and holds her with such tenderness is one of the best things ever. 

So that’s me over here. Just one big puddle of mush and feeling all the feelings. 

P.s. Thank you so much for all of your well wishes and congratulations! xo

ready or not

*Edited: I actually wrote this post last week, on Thursday to be exact. Well, I’m thrilled to say that over the weekend we welcomed our baby into this world! More soon, I promise. 

Here I am at 39 weeks, 5 days pregnant. Somehow (and thank God!) yet again, I’m counting my blessings for having made it this far.

As we’re in these last few days of life as a family of three, I’ve been reminiscing about a lot of things. (I’ve also been taking the time to try and savor every moment with my family, hence the lack of posting around here. Thanks for understanding!)

It’s interesting how the memories of things past always start creeping up when similar events become a part of your present moments. One of the memories that’s been on my mind the most is how our lives changed with the birth of our first child. There was this innocence, a sort of naivety about how life would look like after the baby arrived. Of course, the reality was much different, although I don’t necessarily mean that in a bad way. A lot of adjustments and sacrifices were made, as a couple navigating those new waters.

That first baby is now almost 2 years old and over the course of time, we have all adjusted and fallen into a sweet routine. Yes, life is still busy and exhausting but when there hasn’t been drastic change life tends to feel pretty even keeled and that in itself brings its’ own type of comfort.

The thing is, I’ve learned over the years is that if there isn’t change in our lives, we become complacent. Honestly, most of the time it’s easier to be resistant to change rather than give in. After all, it’s the well-traveled road. Thinking back about the changes, especially in the first year after having a baby I have also realized that without the change (and accompanying gray hairs) I wouldn’t be who I am today. Knowing that adding a second baby will be a drastic change to our lives yet again, is going to be a less-traveled road. That is, until it becomes our new normal.

Often, I wonder if our son also realizes in his own way that change is in the air. Lately, he’s wanted extra snuggles and cuddles and even wanted to sleep on my shoulder. Momma has to be holding his hand all the time or always be in sight. I am so much more aware now that I’m going to have to split my attention and time between two little human beings. That makes me sad in a way, knowing that I can’t fully give 100% to each child, all the time. Yet at the same time, I know that it’s going to grow and stretch me in many ways for the better if I let it.

Of course, there are those memories that wash over me like a tidal wave at night when I can’t sleep. Like the fact that I cannot remember how to make a proper swaddle or if I will be able to function on even less sleep yet again. Remembering that I have to change diapers throughout the night and feed the baby constantly. Instead of drowning in the harder memories of those early baby days, I’m going to do my very best and choose grace over perfection because I now know from experience that the days are indeed long, but the years are short.

We’re all so ready to meet you, bebe.

The Pirate and the Firefly {book review}

In just a few short months, our son turns two. T-W-O, y’all. Someone hold me. And don’t tell anyone, but I still rock him to sleep at night because he will always be my first baby. Before we know it, he’ll be school-aged and playing pretend pirates with his buddies.

I’ve mentioned it before but our son just loves to read and always has, ever since we started reading books to him at a very early age. I’m not saying it to brag but he would much rather have a book while sitting in the stroller or car seat, instead of a toy. He’s a boy after momma’s book-loving heart. These days, his toys can actually go untouched by him for days at a time because he would rather drag his book basket around and have me read all his favorites. That just makes my heart melt.

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