Oh my goodness, what a night. I'm beat and am having one of those am-I-fit-to-be-a-parent days. It often happens when I haven't slept (the heat is keeping the babies up) and have cramps, which is today.
So my mum and I ambitiously take the kids to the lake today which was fine...did the hotdog and snacks thing, and the kids loved it. But then I saw it happen: the twitch that occurs in my almost-4-year-old son's eye when he transforms from his sweet little self to this little tyrant. The kind that does everything you ask him not to, pesters everyone until they're blue in the face, and even hits with almost no provocation. For no apparent reason except that I think he has this pent-up energy that needs to be expended in a productive way but the heat and my lack of energy prevents that from happening. Plus my husband is between night shifts so he isn't readily available.
This behaviour continues all day and at the end of the day, I'm at the end of my rope. I angrily tell my son that I no longer want to be around him if he is going to continue pushing everyone away so I go outside to cool off. Meanwhile, he seems to understand that I mean business and all is ok...until the bath.
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the ultimate parental nightmare. It goes something like this...
The kids are behaving and having a grand ol' time. Co-operating, laughing, splashing in the water like puppies romping in a puddle; like baby unicorns prancing in a field of pansies. I'm even starting to smile for the first time in the evening. I say to the kids with love in my eye-lash-batting eyes..."be back in 10 seconds, I just have to get the towels!" and off I go cheerily down the hall thinking "sigh, what was my problem today? I love kids. I love parenthood. Bring it on world."
I come back to my son rocking the water back and forth like a giant wave-pool. A minor irritation but something that can be easily cleaned up and I'm done battling so I just watch lovingly as he and my 16-month-old daughter are laughing in the waves. "ok, i say, enough water mess, let's get you guys dried off!".
Then my son says "oh mum, I forgot to tell you that sister pooed in the tub."
I stare, unblinking for a few moments...the whole world has come to a stop, i step off my little cheery merry-go-round, the birds in my head cease their sweet sweet song.
"WHAT THE FUCK???!!! when???"
"just before you went to get the towels."
So the whole time he's swirling the water around, spraying the walls, the floors, me, everything...he's been swirling the excrement around with it! I imagine pieces of poo oozing into every nook and cranny in the bathroom and am desperately fighting off a panic attack because my husband is at work and I have to keep my shit together. I gasp, curse, yell, panic in horror and throw them in the shower to clean them off and of course they hate showers and think I'm deliberately torturing them. No amount of rationalization can convince them that the shower is for their own good.
During their snack I bleach the shit out of my bathroom. And put the soiled toys in a bucket to deal with later once I've emptied the dishwasher...big mistake. Because later while I'm flossing my son's teeth on his bed, my daughter has snuck into the bathroom and brings a couple of the toys over to us and dumps the water inside them on us. Onto round two of changing, clothing etc. I'm serious, this all happened just like this.
Anyway, I've tried to keep my blog free of ranting but I had to share this. Because I know there's parents out there who will laugh and reflect on their own similar experiences, and others who shudder to think it might happen to them. My childless friends will probably gag and think "I couldn't deal with that." And it gives me the opportunity to just share it with others and also provides me with a record of the event to which I can refer when I'm older and need a good laugh about the good times with young children. Good grief! Glad the kids are asleep. Going to indulge in some Haagen Dazs Coffee ice cream and pack for my first camping trip with the kids. That should be interesting.
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
This recipe is a staple of mine that I've turned to for years when I am struggling to think up a meal. My version is adapted from a Canadian cookbook, the name of which escapes me. This pasta is so delicious, sophisticated and EASY. And my picky son even eats it, which speaks volumes.
Couple cups of pasta
2 tablespoons butter...more or less to suit your taste. sometimes i add twice this amount
couple glugs olive oil
1/2 cup finely diced onions
4 finely diced garlic cloves
4-5 portobello mushrooms
3/4 cup tomato sauce
heaping tablespoon dijon mustard (i hate this stuff EXCEPT in this recipe)
1 teaspoon sugar
a few splashes red wine
half cup cream (or equal amount of coconut milk)
Heat butter and oil on medium heat and add onions and garlic; cook for a few minutes until veggies start to get tender. Add mushrooms and cook for about 5 minutes more. Stir in tomato sauce, dijon mustard, sugar and wine. Allow sauce to boil gently a few minutes; add cream and allow entire mixture to simmer slowly for at least 10 minutes. Meanwhile, cook the pasta. Toss pasta in the sauce and you have dinner.
Just a note: these measurements are approximate as I always just throw the ingredients together and hope for the best. You may want to add some salt and pepper; you may want to add some herbs when you add the onions (i've added thyme in the past with excellent results; basil is great too but usually I keep it simple). You may want to add more garlic, add chunky tomato sauce, etc. The wine really makes this recipe special though, don't skip out on that unless you have to for whatever reason.
Goes great with garlic toast, green salad and chicken breast.
OH and I posted on facebook today but thought I'd share it here as well...I finally finished the "Song of Ice and Fire" series (the first 5 books). It took me several months and I read several thousand pages...the majority of which was read in the middle of the night when my daughter needed time in the rocking chair to re-settle. I actually feel low-grade anxiety at the moment, enough that it's bugging me because I don't know what to do without it! What will I read tonight as i groggily stumble out of bed at 3 AM with the little one? My heart is beating irregularly just thinking about it. And with no release date for book 6, I feel even more ill. Is Jon going to make it? What will happen with Dany and her dragons? And the Stark kids...what of them? Ack!
Saturday, July 7, 2012
My kid wont sleep. She's 16 months old and has never slept much...she just doesn't need it the way other people do. The only way she'll sleep through the night (and by sleeping through, I just mean that I don't have to get up with her for two hours while she rocks out on the rocking chair...she still nurses every few hours) is if I deprive her of a nap by wearing her on my back so she can cat-nap.
So for example, I'll plan an outing that involves walking and/or bussing and at a certain point in the day, she'll sleep. And then my son and I will do something quiet like throw rocks in the river or practice phonics while riding the bus home while she's blissfully passed out and drooling in her nest on my back. And most of the time, the lack of a quality long nap doesn't even phase my baby. She wakes up ready to go and goes until bedtime with little fussing. She just doesn't need to sleep.
Tonight is no exception. She's teething and has been crying and it's 3:30 AM, I've been up since 2 AM and I've been doing this for several nights and I'm fucking tired! Usually I read the Song of Ice and Fire series but tonight I'm up in the rocking chair with her trying to fall asleep on my chest and I'm posting about brownies I made the other day.
I came across this recipe and HAD to try it. A sucker for chocolate and peanut butter, this recipe spoke to me with it's peanut butter batter, chocolate AND whole Reese Peanut Butter Cups! I changed up one thing slightly: I bought high quality milk chocolate, broke it up and tossed it in instead of the chocolate chips.
My only complaint about the whole process was the bulk bag of Reeses cups that I bought, which was impossible to open. I hadn't had coffee, hadn't slept the night before and I had my son begging me to go on the trampoline with him so I didn't cope well with packaging that wouldn't budge. Try as I might I couldn't rip the stupid bag open, so I transformed into this loud, angry, rabid-foaming-at-the-mouth cursing baboon/Larry David/Lafayette-as-demon type character for a few moments until I finally thrashed the package opened/tore the whole thing to shreds.
These brownies performed exactly as I'd planned...so delicious, so rich, so satisfyingly fattening. My good friend N came over that night and we ate these tasty treats and had tea with the children. Yay summer holidays.
Ok baby girl, go the fuck to sleep. You know what's crazy? It's 3:47 and the birds are already chirping outside. Don't they know it's time to sleep? Sleep everybody. If there is any mercy in this world, GO TO SLEEP! Or I swear, I'm going to turn into a loud, angry, rabid-foaming-at-the-mouth cursing baboon/Larry David Lafayette-as-demon type creature again. I mean it!
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Last autumn Shawn's friends were kind enough to give us a huge box of their back yard apples. So I made apple sauce, apple sauce and more apple sauce (these tart apples that grow up here make the best apple sauce and pies) and canned it all. I canned so much that we hardly made a dent in the collection by the time spring hit.
Breakfast is my favourite meal of the day and one of my favourite things to eat in the morning is freshly baked muffins, so naturally the excess apple sauce burning a hole in my cupboard fit perfectly into this picture. I found this recipe on pinterest and tweaked it a bit.
Dividing the recipe into two, I substituted the suggested 1.5 cups white flour with 1 cup whole wheat, half cup white; instead of 3/4 cups of white sugar, I did closer to 1 cup; and I added 1 teaspoon of vanilla as well as increased the cinnamon. I did not use walnuts, but I'm sure they'd be great. When combining the dry and wet ingredients, I folded gently until JUST mixed, which creates the light fluffy muffins that I love.
The end result: delicious, flavourful, and most importantly moist muffins ever. These easily rival my famous banana bread (muffin) recipe and the best part about that is that apples grow right here in our own back yard. Yum. Best enjoyed with fried eggs, lots of fresh fruit and fresh ground coffee. The stuff that dreams are made of! I rate this recipe a 5 out of 5!