This is my attempt at blogging about life with three little girls and homebrew crazy husband.
I’m the BrewsterMama – a 30 something year old Registered Nurse born and raised in North Carolina. I have a tendency to be both cynical and naive, a mix that has led to some interesting situations in and observations about life. Hopefully both qualities will provide entertainment for anyone reading this!
My husband, the DreadBrewer (or DB – his nickname was his choosing, not mine!), absolutely LOVES brewing. We decided to call our homebrew operation BeerCat Brewing, as we both love beer and cats (we have 4). Most weekends, we can be found doing something related to brewing – a situation that displeases neither of us and baffles our neighbors and family to no end.
Our oldest daughter, the Littlest Brewster (or LB), was born in December 2011. We didn’t find out the sex while we were pregnant and were absolutely certain we were having a boy. Needless to say, we were both surprised and have continued to be amazed and baffled by our daughter ever since.
Our middle daughter, the Brewster-In-Training (or BIT), was born in June 2014. She was another surprise girl, as DB and I were even more convinced (if that’s possible) that this one was a boy. Not that we’re desperate for a boy; we simply have no gender guessing abilities apparently.
Our third – and final – daughter, the Itty Bitty Brewster (or IBB) was born in October 2016. The transition to parenting three small children has not been a super easy one and I was surprised to find how little free time I had to do fun things like blogging or running or taking a deep breath (though perhaps I shouldn’t have been surprised…).
DB and I met in 2003 and married in 2008. We bought our first home in 2009 and by 2010 had made the leap into brewing and gardening in our attempt to be as self-sufficient as possible. We generally concentrate on brewing from September to March and work on the garden the rest of the time. As with anything he enjoys, DB throws himself wholeheartedly into both brewing and gardening. My main role is to rein in his enthusiasm lest we find ourselves drowning in beer and tomatoes. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.