One Egg, Two Eggs…Three Eggs!
Six whole months since I last posted. SOOO much has happened since then! In my last post I announced that Little Egg was on his/her way and that we were (still) renovating the house we had just bought. Six months on, we are still decorating but Little Egg has well and truly made HIS arrival! That’s right boys and girls, at the end of January we welcomed our bouncing bundle of baby boy joy into the world. Despite all the sleepless nights and dirty nappies our little boy has turned our world upside down. This week he has just started properly smiling and I thought I was pleased when he was finally getting his wind up after feeds (who knew bodily functions could be so pleasing?!), the smiles are something else. Together with the odd ‘coo’ as he shouts at us, the smiles are amazing and my heart swells up with pride at how far he has come in 6 whole weeks. We are still renovating the house, but the progress has come on leaps and bounds, despite furiously painting the kitchen the day before my waters broke (forget curries/pineapples/bouncing on your birthing ball ladies!) we didn’t quite complete everything. The kitchen, bar a few touches here and there is very nearly 100% done. Little Egg doesn’t yet have a nursery, but I think me and Mr. Egg are secretly happy about that as we get to have him in our room that little while longer; there is nothing better than waking up and seeing a baby yawning (pre bottle wanting waterworks that is!) next to you. But I can now bake, and so blog posts will hopefully return :)
This post is therefore my baking antics whilst I have been away. Granted there haven’t been very many! December brought a very large baby bump and a great deal of family time. I have said it before and I will say it again: I LOVE CHRISTMAS!! The best time of year by far. LOVE IT. Love everything about it and most of all I love spending time with my friends and family. The only downfall this Christmas was that I couldn’t really make any goodies for anyone. I didn’t even get to make any mincemeat. Yes, that’s right, we had *whispers* shop-bought mince pies. Yummy, but when you have discovered home-made mincemeat it is quite hard to go back. A very nice upside was that Mr. Egg and I had a little ‘which shop pies taste the best’ competition. Pregnancy is a fantastic excuse to have the odd indulgent moment, regrettably though it resulted in an ever so slight post-pregnancy gain in weight. Well, that’s what the gym is for, right? I was not going to spend the entire festive period without baking at least something, so I managed the annual gingerbread house bake. To try and make up for my lack of baking, I went all out and made a porch area and an ‘annex’ bit on the back. We even put a candle inside to see if the chimney would work. It didn’t. It did provide 15 minutes of delight whilst we smashed the house up and devoured it!
December also shares itself with Mr. Egg’s birthday. For MY birthday two months before I got some hemispherical cake tins and had been dying to try them out. Perfect timing for a Derby County loving husband. I made his favourite chocolate sponge in two hemisphere tins.
Note: organise a stand BEFORE you fill the tins with cake batter not, like I did afterwards, and then frantically try to work out how you are going to stop the tins wobbling about in the oven.
I spent the baking time doing crazy maths with formulae I had t’interwebbed to work out the dimensions of my hexagons and pentagons for the football decoration. I don’t do things by halves when it comes to baking and it’s definitely all in the detail. Mr. Egg was suitably impressed and I managed to impress further when he made a passing comment about it not having a ‘Rammy’ on it. Another t’interweb job to get a picture of said ram, who I then piped on and smugly shouted Mr. Egg back into the kitchen to see.
Valentine’s Day was another big event that I would usually hope to blog about, and in between bottles we did manage to celebrate. Mr. Egg cooked us a mouthwatering starter and stuffed chicken for main and I provided the dessert. Well, a cake but dessert all the same. I baked an orange sponge cake and filled it with chocolate orange mousse. I decorated it with Italian meringue buttercream, which I am planning on writing a blog post about if anyone should be interested, and candy hearts (sugar overload).
So there you have it cakers, six months of absence but I haven’t forgotten about you all. I hope you all had lovely Christmas’ and to all those mummy’s and daddy’s (and those yet to be) out there, it really is a special bond you have with your child. Treasure them every day and every night. And to those that did it more than once, I salute you all, you are saints! Saying that, I do hope our Little Egg has a little brother or sister one day (we must be mad!).
Happy caking, One Egg xxx