2017 – with a vengeance.

2017 came in with a vengeance, for me at least. New Years Eve day started out with my three-year-old up chucking his applesauce then spiking a fever for most of the afternoon. While the older two kids were on their way to my in-laws, it was touch and go whether the baby would be staying home and changing our NYE plans or going to my mom’s for the night. Thankfully with some Advil and Gravol, he perked up enough to be sent there for the night.

As my husband and I prepared to go to our friend’s place for the evening, I had a fleeting thought of “What if I’m the next one to get hit with the stomach flu?”  I forgot to mention that my eldest got hit with the stomach bug two days before.

The evening started out great. We brought all the fixings for a cheese fondue and it turned out great but shortly after starting to eat I felt the distinct uncomfortable rumblings in my lower stomach that signaled something wasn’t right.  Sure enough, an hour before midnight I was hugging the porcelain god and wishing I were dead.  The stomach virus that gently hit my children assaulted me with a vengeance.  Minutes after midnight I was lying in an upstairs spare bedroom shivering with chills. So much for my new year’s eve plans.

Why is it that the holidays bring on such horrible illnesses? This is the second year in a row that my family has been plagued with a stomach virus over the holidays. I myself have had more of these bouts of illness in the last 5 years than I can remember for most of my life. Is it the kids?  Are they the germ factories?

It’s downright awful.

Even after spending almost the entire day in bed yesterday and sleeping close to 14 hours I am still not 100% today and feel like I could be on the verge of intimacy with the porcelain gods again.  As I write this I’m lying in bed with three children arguing for my attention.

Time to sign off …

Dr. Mom – Baker!

Baking: a food cooking method using prolonged dry heat acting by convection, rather than by thermal radiation, normally in an oven, but also in hot ashes, or on hot stones.

I have found a new hobby.  Unfortunately, it’s not going to be good for my figure.

I love to bake.  Muffins and cookies mostly.

I suddenly got the urge just after the New Year to make some muffins.  It was morning, the kids were fed, husband was still in bed sleeping off a hangover and I was bored.  A quick look in the cupboard and there were supplies for muffins – oatmeal muffins.  A healthy choice for the kids, right?

So, with the rugrats secured in the living room playing with their new Christmas toys, I went to work.  One hour later, muffins come out of the oven and children come running into the kitchen smelling the wonderful-ness.  “Mu-mum-mums,” says the toddler.  “Muffins?????”, says the 4-year-old.

Ten minutes later, each kiddo had eaten 2 and I myself had 4.

Success?  I think so!

The only critique of that first batch of oatmeal muffins is that they were a bit dry.  Of course, the kids didn’t care, but I did.

So, a week later, I looked around for another recipe and found one that included applesauce.  Jackpot!!! No more dry muffins. Divine!!

Then I decided to get fancy.  While browsing on Pinterest, I found a recipe for chocolate chip peanut butter muffins.  Seriously?  O-M-G!!!  Of course I had to make them.  They were amazing!  And the kids loved the chocolate chips, of course!

Dare I say I suddenly have a sweet tooth??  Baking is so much fun!!  The kids love it.  The sit on the bar stools in the kitchen and watch me make them.  Daughter insists on licking the spatula.  I used to do the same with my mom.  It’s a wonderful little tradition we are building.

A couple of weeks ago, I made chocolate chip cookies.  They were soooo moist and chewy right out of the oven, but once they cooled they got hard and crumbly.  Still, delicious of course, and the kids loved them.   But I wondered how to make them stay chewy??

Then this past weekend, husband was playing with his new toy, a modular analog synthesizer that I bought him (early 40th birthday present), so it was just me and the kids at 4pm playing upstairs.  We had just had our “tea” and “cookie”, and I was bored.  I asked them if they wanted to make muffins?  Dumb question.  I found some very ripe bananas and decided to make banana chocolate chip muffins.  Sadly, I didn’t get a chance to take a picture.  The kids loved them, even husband was impressed. He came upstairs to the lovely smell of muffins baking in the oven and cheesy alphagetti pasta being made.  I felt like super-mom.  Not only had I occupied the children for two solid hours, I also made them muffins and dinner and had them fed before 6:30pm!

Boo!  Ya!

Have you got any great recipes for muffins and cookies??  Share them, please!!