The Sweetest Thing

The Sweetest Thing

At Sticky Fingers, Tara Cain is hosting a Gallery of photos and the theme this week is Motherhood. I’m not always one to join in, but this time I wanted to. First I chose a very meaningful shot of the first moment we introduced our freshly delivered (on the living room floor) son to our daughter (who had slept through the whole thing despite having been an atrocious sleeper for the two years beforehand). It says a lot about motherhood but it’s not what I want to say about motherhood on this particular day.

Today I want to say: you don’t have to try very hard to find joy. This is the shot that sums it up. There is joy in my son’s face as he blows out the third and final candle, and there is the thrill of seeing him happy in my face, but what I really want to say (to myself, mainly, as you may have figured this out yonks ago) is: look at the cake. It’s from a supermarket and has plastic dinosaurs stuck in it and took me thirty seconds to prepare with a stressed-out factor of nil. That’s not my usual style. I have a reputation for creating complicated novelty cakes from scratch – pirates, mermaids, castles, dinosaurs, guitars – and that reputation includes yelling at people (my children) during baking and construction: “Don’t come anywhere near me or speak to me or touch me or even think about me while I’m doing this, it’s VERY IMPORTANT”. Cakes are just the start of how stressed out I am able to get about parenting, so this photo is my big fat chocolate-covered reminder that love is all you need.candlesblown

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