A few things have happened this week. First of all, we still haven’t won the lotto ( gotta be in it, to win it, girls).
Most of all, I have begun to truly adapt to my new role as a stay-at-home-mom. For example, I have started spending less time in my robe. Babycakes leaves for work and finds me washed, dressed, coiffed, made-up and presenting a wholesome home-cooked meal.All with a smile on my face.
I have embraced some of my Gran’s habits. Not the ones involving the table of endless creams. The other ones. Ones like keeping all my appointments in a diary, writing down my colors of the day (today was coffee brown – suitable for baking), writing letters (pen, special writing paper and stamps) as well as serving tea, on a tray observing etiquette.
If I had a sewing machine, I would make curtains and pyjamas.
I hosted a Conference last Wednesday. Although it required some night before baking, I had my table laid and toffee sauce bubbling while the girls sorted out our boys. Yes, boys. 3 moms, 5 boys between us, excluding the one in utero (not my utero) and the one in my arms.
It was a brisk morning, as they all had been this week. But as a true adopted Paddy, I elected to serve al fresco. The kiddies didn’t mind – little furnaces. The Big Girls were dressed warmly, one of them being from the northern hemisphere like me.
The Big Girls had the cake.
My Sister-in-Law, Deedee, is really getting into the spirit of my blog. She sends me recipes, one of which inspired the oatmeal cookies which I adapted for these little ones ( ie no small, choking bits).
A came over last week and I made some Pizzas – same tomato and base recipe but one topped with bacon, eggplant and spinach and another with salmon, camembert, mushrooms and carmelised onions.
I forgot to take pictures!
I was so busy trying to be all things – cook, child entertainer, food blogger, mommy, conflict
manager …And spend quality time with A.
Yet again, we didn’t make it for our walk. But we nourished ourselves.Especially our child-bearing hips!
More importantly, I have really begun to live for the Golden Hour. For me, it’s about 20:00
to anywhere up to 23:40.
I’m usually so elated that another day is over, I cannot begin to imagine what to do with myself! Should I sleep (boring!). How about read a book? The one I bought on kindle and haven’t been able to sink my teeth into…OMG I’m 2 episodes behind on all my shows, maybe I’ll do that…No wait, wash your hair, it’s a rats nest!
I’m so spoiled for choice, I inevitably squander my opportunity. If Babycakes is home, we squander it together.
There’s something to be said for a bottle of red wine and “squandering opportunities” together…
Word(s) of the Day
Conference– Playdates involving more than one other mommy (not including yourself). Can be chaotic. Often avoided due to interrupted coffee/tea drinking for “Peace Talks” or conflict management. It’s all fun and games until someone inevitably gets bashed on the head with a fire truck.
Golden Hour – The magical moment BOTH Bobby and Ben spontaneously, simultaneously go to bed!