This post has nothing to do with food. It’s about the proverbial bun in the oven (I’m growing a tiny human).
I’m seven months pregnant now and feeling every day of it. Little Ruthie has really put me through the wringer. I guess being ten years older than when I was last pregnant isn’t helping much either.
As much as I wish I could keep going at my current pace, it’s time to start cutting back my Salty Tooth “hours.” Food blogging is hard work!
This doesn’t mean zero posts til baby, just that posting may be more sparse and erratic. I’ll most definitely be researching and writing behind the scenes since I go a little stir crazy without a project to do. Maybe the posts will just shift focus, from the heavy lifting of nonstop recipe testing to more generalized culinary info- who knows! I’m sure that eventually, I’ll pick right back up where I left off when able, full steam ahead.
For now, I’m directing my limited energy stores to get the house ready for baby. I’m sure my hubby will appreciate a few days without having to clean every dish and food prop in the kitchen too.
So thanks for your patience while we navigate this transition! My little Mardi Gras baby will be here soon, and with her comes more comfort foods- promise!