this & that
Sunday, March 22, 2009 at 09:00PM I started this blog years ago to keep a record of my life, yes. But also because I have a need, urge, inclination for thematic writing. It keeps me in tune with myself. And I suppose that's the plain & simple truth behind why my entries have been so sparse lately. I am 100% not in tune with myself. And my thoughts now come in infrequent dribbles rather than thematic streams. In a word, I'm distracted. You'd think on a third pregnancy I'd finally master how to build a tiny human and be a normal human simultaneously. Not even close.
My distraction manifest itself in the kitchen on Friday. My friend Mandy's birthday and I wanted to make a little cake. A simple thing..the work of a moment in my better days. Well, Friday was not one of those better days. First, I made the cake and it came out of the oven completely flat and hard. A quick survey of my kitchen counter told me I had substituted baking powder for soda. In a recipe I've made dozens of times. Not acceptable. So I tried again, fingers crossed, eyes double-checking each addition. The timer buzzed and the layers looked perfect. Until I grabbed one and dropped it upside down (onto the counter, luckily). A complete mess. I quickly tried to salvage the pieces by putting them back in the hot pan, pressing together and sticking it in the freezer. But this meant that my cake would not have perfect sides. So, remembering April's genius wedding cake from a few weeks back, I headed to the grocery store in search of pirouette cookies.
It was a good save, but far more effort than any 6" cake should require.
In other non-thematic randomness...
I need to get a good close-up of this boy in his baseball uniform. Little League has turned out to be a bit more than I bargained for...first, the fundraising. Don't even get me started there. Then...the day before the first game they hand us a patch that needs to be stitched onto their uniform shirt. What?! I knew the cub scout eventuality would require this of me for years, but that's still years away. It took me a literal 40 minutes to handstitch the patch onto the arm of his shirt. But the payment came in full when I tossed the finished product down the stairs and Aidan's little voice yelled up, "Thanks, Mom. I knew I could count on you." It seemed like such a mature, unexpected statement. I would have happily sewn 10 patches for that comment alone.
Another A comment that had me thinking on how grown up he has become...after his first game, we hopped in the car and he said, "One of my classmates was on the other team, Mom." Do you know how much I love that he said "classmate" instead of "a boy in my class"? Do you know how much I love being "Mom"? I can't begin to say.
further randomness...
My boys have been long overdue for haircuts. It's the story of our lives really. So I've been trying to convince the two of them to buzz it all off. They have adamantly refused. Until...we saw Jenna last week and she told Davyn that Tyler (his favorite person in the multiverse) would come cut his hair. Suddenly the whole buzz thing seemed just fine in his little mind.
D has no ability to smile naturally for the camera in a posed picture. He looks pained, but was actually quite happy. Thank you Tyler & Jenna (for the haircuts and the visit!).
It was then Aidan's turn. And his favorite person took over. Dad (of course).
I was busy being stunned by the sheer amount of hair these boys had. This was the pile on the floor after the two cuts:
So I guess with a theme of randomness, it doesn't really matter how I end this post. Still, it pains me not to come up with something that ties everything together neatly. But I've now sat here for five minutes and it seems far more productive to simply call it a night. My bed is a truly lovely spot.
Reader Comments (15)
Also, I can't imagine that just because it's your 3rd pregnancy it's any easier. If anything it should be harder because you have 2 other kids to take care of. I don't know how everyone does it. When I'm pregnant I am so exhausted that I just shut down completely. Not good.
Oh, and I have a solution to your hand stitching problem. It's a lovely product called Badge Magic. We have 3 of us in Cub Scout (and leader) uniforms so this has been a blessing!!
I love anything you write. Random or not.
I'm trying really hard not to have a big head that I have inspired a master caker. Wow, that's tough. I will try to remember that you dropped your cake before salvaging it with my brilliant idea.
I am always amazed at how much influence a little little baby takes over your whole life.
Why does little boy hair have to grow so fast?
The cake. Delicious.
The hair. Bounteous.
Bed. Precious.
Love it all:)
Your cake is beautiful. I would love to have that talent!
My third pregnancy was by far the most difficult. It was the last! It's just dang hard being pregnant, for all its beauty and wonder.
I think your cake salvage was brilliant! And I love 6" cakes.
I wonder at least weekly how little boys' hair can possibly grow so fast.
The cake turned out beautifully, but I am sorry it stressed you so much. I have totally got to try the cookies around the edges look. It is so elegant.
Well, thanks again, I am so glad I get to be your friend. You are truely amazing and talented. Even when you are pregnant.