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Showing posts with label "cinnamon". Show all posts
Showing posts with label "cinnamon". Show all posts

Spanish Rice Pudding

Friday, 28 April 2017

Only a few weeks to go until we meet the new member of our family. I honestly cannot wait.

Literally.

I'm suffering from all the usual end of pregnancy discomfort, which is keeping me a bit grumpy at times. None of my clothes fit now, not even my pregnancy clothes, and mundane activities such as eating, sleeping or breathing have become a real struggle. I am tired and ridiculously hormonal. Crying on almost a daily basis about stuff which generally hasn't bothered me at all. And have aching rubs and heartburn. Have to pee at least 4 times during the night. And I need a haircut but can't be bothered to roll to the hairdresser.

Not to mention the piles.


Custard Apple Cake

Friday, 7 November 2014

During my “pre-children” life I had a perfectly formed Idea of the kind of mum I was going to be, the kind of things I was going to do and it was crystal clear how confused and wrong the other parents were with their children. It seemed so easy to bring up the other people’s kids.

 
When my big son was born, I spent the first three months of his life debating whether or not I should put him in his crib. I had heard so many scary things about co-sleeping and I was so pushed not to do it by everyone that I felt I was doing something really horrible to my baby. And it was such a shock to realize that it was me who was confused and wrong.

Meringued Milk

Friday, 4 July 2014


Is the glass half full or half empty?

The optimist says the glass is half full.

The pessimist says the glass is half empty.

The realist says the glass contains half the required amount of liquid for it not to overflow.

Apple & Cinnamon Straws

Friday, 18 April 2014

This week I have been feeling a bit crummy. This is something I am not really used to.


And I must confess I cannot stand it. Feeling sick, looking sick, not being able to do what you want to do or even what you need to do is something that overwhelms me. 

I try to use all sort of strategies to let my body know that it must get well as fast as it can. I try to carry on trying not to be bothered by the faintness. I try to convince myself: you are not ill. You are definitely not ill. Like a mantra.