First week with Hazel. First week as a family of four. First week of remembering that newborns don't sleep and that the fact that you knew this going in doesn't make it less devastating.
Hazel is beautiful and furious. She nurses like a champion. She cries like an opera singer. She sleeps in forty-five-minute intervals that are just long enough for me to close my eyes and open them again thinking 'was that sleep? Did I sleep?' before she's screaming again.
Caleb is adjusting. He's... trying. He's three and a half and his mother's attention has been split and he doesn't love it. He's not aggressive toward Hazel — he's gentle, curious, interested. But he gets loud when she gets attention and quiet when she gets quiet, as if he's calibrating his volume to match or exceed hers at all times.
Mom is here and she is EVERYTHING. She's cooking all three meals. She's handling Caleb's morning routine. She's doing laundry. She's holding Hazel at 4 AM so I can sleep for two consecutive hours. She's doing what she's always done: holding the family together.
This time, though, I see it differently. I see it through PPD-awareness glasses. I'm watching myself for the signs: the 4 PM emptiness, the inability to feel joy, the flat gray feeling. Dr. Reyes (FaceTime sessions from Lejeune — she agreed to continue virtually) says to watch and report. 'You know what it feels like now,' she said. 'If it comes back, you catch it early.'
So far: no. The exhaustion is normal-exhaustion, not PPD-exhaustion. The joy is there — messy, complicated, sleep-deprived joy, but JOY. When Hazel nurses and her tiny hand grabs my finger and her brown eyes (Donna's eyes, MY eyes) look up at me, the joy is there. Real and solid and not going anywhere.
The book publishes in six weeks. I should be working on promotion. Instead, I'm nursing a newborn and eating Mom's freezer meals and letting Caleb watch too much TV because I'm too tired to be a good parent and 'fine parent' is the goal this week.
Mom made her pot roast tonight. The deployment pot roast. The arrival pot roast. The pot roast that means 'something hard is happening and we're getting through it with beef.'
The beef is getting us through. Mom is getting us through. The freezer is getting us through.
Hazel is one week old. She's here. She's healthy. She's loud.
Abernathy women. We arrive loudly. We stay forever.
Mom’s pot roast is sacred — unreplicable, honestly, and tied to a feeling more than a recipe. But the spirit of it lives in any dish that says something hard is happening and we’re getting through it with beef. This pesto meat loaf is the kind of meal she’d slide into the oven without a word and set on the table an hour later like it was nothing — filling, grounding, and exactly right for a week when “fine” is the goal. If you’re in a hard week of your own, or making a freezer drop for someone who is, this is the one.
Pesto Meat Loaf
Prep Time: 15 min | Cook Time: 1 hr | Total Time: 1 hr 15 min | Servings: 6
Ingredients
- 2 lbs ground beef (80/20)
- 1/3 cup prepared basil pesto
- 1/2 cup Italian-style breadcrumbs
- 1/4 cup whole milk
- 2 large eggs, lightly beaten
- 1/2 cup grated Parmesan cheese
- 3 cloves garlic, minced
- 1/2 medium yellow onion, finely diced
- 1 tsp kosher salt
- 1/2 tsp black pepper
- 1/4 tsp crushed red pepper flakes (optional)
- 2 tbsp pesto, reserved for topping
- 1/4 cup shredded mozzarella, for topping
Instructions
- Preheat. Preheat your oven to 350°F. Lightly grease a 9x5-inch loaf pan or line a rimmed baking sheet with foil.
- Soak the breadcrumbs. In a large mixing bowl, combine the breadcrumbs and milk. Let sit for 2–3 minutes until the breadcrumbs absorb the milk and form a paste.
- Mix the loaf. Add the ground beef, 1/3 cup pesto, eggs, Parmesan, garlic, onion, salt, pepper, and red pepper flakes to the bowl. Using clean hands, mix just until combined — do not overmix or the loaf will be dense.
- Shape and pan. Transfer the mixture to the prepared loaf pan or form into a free-standing loaf on the baking sheet. Smooth the top with a spatula.
- Add the topping. Spread the reserved 2 tbsp pesto evenly over the top of the loaf. Sprinkle shredded mozzarella over the pesto.
- Bake. Bake for 55–65 minutes, until the internal temperature reads 160°F on an instant-read thermometer and the top is golden and bubbling.
- Rest before slicing. Remove from the oven and let the loaf rest for 10 minutes before slicing. This keeps it from falling apart and lets the juices redistribute.
- Serve. Slice and serve warm with mashed potatoes, roasted vegetables, or crusty bread. Leftovers reheat beautifully and freeze well for up to 3 months.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 420 | Protein: 34g | Fat: 27g | Carbs: 9g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 620mg
About the cook who shared this
Rachel Abernathy
Week 308 of Rachel’s 30-year story
· San Diego, California
Rachel is a twenty-eight-year-old Marine wife and mom of two who has moved five times in six years and learned to cook a Thanksgiving dinner with half her cookware still in boxes. She married young, survived postpartum depression, and feeds her family of four on a junior Marine's salary with a freezer full of pre-made meals and a crockpot that has never let her down. She writes for the military spouses who are cooking dinner alone in base housing and wondering if they're enough. You are.