About Me

This blog is about me and my voyage to becoming a mummy. Ironically called “mummy in the baking” as together with my passion and obsession for all things cake related, I will never be able to have my own "bun in the oven." Years of fertility treatment have taken their toll and I now find myself on a new..eek, i hate this word...journey! The crazy train to adoption. I hope you will join me while I bake my way to becoming a mummy. I want this blog to be a source of information as well as a comforter. I hope it will inspire and help anyone who is considering adoption or who has in fact already bought their ticket for this..here I go again...journey. Cake makes me happy and I hope you will enjoy sharing my love of it. I want it to help lift your spirits and hearts through what can only be described as 'the trials and tribulations of the adoption process.' Along with my desire to be a family, I love my dogs, have an unhealthy love of sausages and chenin blanc, adore my land rover uber-nerd of a husband and continiously dream of balmy summer evenings. Baking in progress…..

Monday, 4 November 2013

Oh my giddy aunt......

It's my last day in the office. I need to write that again. It's my LAST day in the office. After six years of being a part of many other people's last days in the office, the emotions I am feeling are enormous. They spoil me rotten. They cover my desk in balloons and stars, take me to lunch, shower me with gifts and flowers. But there's a catch. I have to make the tea, bring cake and do my own filing. My boss gives a speech and it's all very emotional but I walk down to the car park grinning like a Cheshire cat.
The weekend is crazy and the m&m's are coming to stay with mini m&m. LRUN is so happy to see Mr m&m again and they bond all weekend talking baby stuff, although I do catch them occasionally ogling over camper vans on ebay. It's Sunday and I'm having a little LBM appreciation soiree at Miss Curly Wurly's. Just her, Boobylicious and Sailor Bunny. Just the four of us. Like the old days. There will be cake and wine. Heck, I'm there. We wave a sad goodbye to the m&m's and LRUN offers to drop me off so I can enjoy some wine. He's acting a bit odd en-route and announces at the last minute he needs to pick up something from the shop. I'm thinking Rennies (there was alot of food consumed this weekend) He turns the corner and randomly heads into the car park of the village hall and there...before my eyes....are a sea of  friends all bursting with surprise baby shower excitement. My jaw drops and my eyes start to well with tears. I'm somehow keeping it together until, amongst the crowd of faces, I spot Blue Eyes and Elaine Page. What proceeds can only be described as well,  ugly crying. These are two very special friends to me who have travelled a long way to get here! Someone hands me a cocktail (thank you to whoever that was!) I try and pull myself together and then I spot AAA and Mrs Fraig. More blubbing follows.  How have they managed to get all these special people in my life together here. I look over at LRUN and he smiles that cheeky smile. Yikes, he's been in my emails.
Inside, the hall is adorned with bunting and games and all my favourite people. The tables are heavily laden with food. I stand and stare gormlessly. I can't quite believe this. There in the middle of the hall is a trampoline....piled high with gifts for LBM. Lady Godiva sets me a challenge which involves cake, cocktails, 25 star jumps on the trampoline (to prove I really don't need that Tena lady) and a nappy changing challenge. I fail miserably on the latter by somehow managing to put the nappy on backwards...oh my giddy aunt! Oh it'll be fine...we'll just wing it! It takes forever to open the gifts. There are even gifts from back home. Wrapped in those familiar envelopes, battered and adorned with foreign stamps. Travelling snail mail to get here. This little 'soiree' has been in the planning for a very long time! How have they managed to keep this a secret? Packing up, the Land Rover is full to the brim and we head home and unload all his gifts inside. I sit down amongst a sea of HappyLand and Lego and quietly read each and every card and note, taking it all in.  LBM is one lucky little boy.

Cute as a button - last day cupcakes

1 comment:

  1. Worry not about nappy the first day at foster carer and its bum change. I will do it I say had loads of experience and whoops its on back to front! ! Hubby couldn't stop laughing.
    It was lovely to share in your special day hope LRUN arm has recovered from the beating. AAA xx