Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Like A Lovers Hug
There is something special about being the mum of a new born, it doesn't matter how many times over- it's always the same. Maybe it's the rush of hormones or the pride in having grown a tiny human. Maybe it's having a husband who's home from work and the fabulous extra family time. Maybe it's delicious hot meals that miraculously arrive on your door step from generous friends and family. It could be the sleep induced delirium or possibly the girth that all of the above ensures.
Yes, thats it. For me it's the girth- you know, the chub.
It's special and sacred and homely, that post baby 'roundness' and it lingers like a lovers hug.
I've got it, and I like it.
You know why? Because when I look in the mirror I see a little more of my mother. That warm, generous, soft mother of mine. The one who dried my toddler tears when I cried and tolerated my obnoxious adolescent antics. The one who, along with my Dad, cares for my own babies so that I can have a rest. That mum.
She's got the post baby 'roundness' too (though not quite as much as I do).
So today, in honour of her I dug out the The Big Book of Beautiful Biscuits and baked a classic. One of my favourites, actually.
Chocolate Fudge Bars were a staple in our house growing up (covered in sprinkles, naturally) and recently I've been craving them. These ones will be devoured by my own children, leaving dark chocolate smears on their beautiful faces.
Tell me you know this recipe. Was it a childhood staple for you too (fellow 80's babies)?
p.s the winner of the 'Baby's Here' giveaway will be announced on the original post between 8pm and 9pm tonight. Make sure you check back to see if it was you.