Let Them Eat Cake

Hello Lovelies. How was your week? Mine was full of the usual ups and downs… a few high points, which I will tell you about in a moment, and more than a few episodes that left me shaking my head in disbelief, wondering if this is normal motherhood. Let me explain.

Have you ever had one of those mornings getting kids ready for school when out of the blue all hell breaks loose and suddenly you find yourself in a war zone all before 8:00am? I am relatively new to the whole school routine, but have heard mums talking about the before school stress and always thought ‘oh how hard could it be?!’ OK. well, now I know! This week we had such a hoo haa that I almost had a breakdown before breakfast and it took me all day to recover. After dropping the sweet treasures to school, I headed to the gym, parked out the front, stared into space for fifteen minutes, then drove home, made a pot of tea and rebelliously, ate a corned beef sandwich. 

Oh glory. I think that sandwich was the best thing I have eaten in months. Don’t you miss the days when eating a sandwich was normal. No guilt, no carb-oh-phobia (carbs! nasty, disturbing, uncomfortable things, make you fat), no judgement, just soft fresh bread with a slab of meat, cheese and relish and not a scrap of salad in sight. Pure 80’s school lunch box bliss. Sigh. Ahh, they were the good old days.

I digress.

As I sat shell shocked munching on my divine comfort food, I was wondering how mothers survive doing the whole school routine for years and years. Or maybe I am the only mother whose household erupts into manic mayhem with no apparent trigger greater than being unable to find socks, or a child wearing a sibling’s shoes. 

Speaking of shoes, the morning after I lost my way eating carbs, we were getting ready for a school sports carnival, when meltdown number 65 exploded over unsuitable footwear. Being the attentive mother I am, I didn’t even realise they had a carnival on till that morning.  All of a sudden she who shall not be named decided that there was literally no way she could run in her (perfectly acceptable) sport shoes. WELL! After tears and fruitless negotiations, we finally convinced you know who that it was all going to be ok and managed to get four young females into the car.

Driving into town I started to relax, feeling a bit pleased with myself for the shoe victory and was looking forward to going to the gym (actually no, that’s an exaggeration, I never look forward to it… I was really having an internal dialogue that went something like this “just go, don’t think about it, just get out of the car and go..you can do it, then you can reward yourself with a coffee.”).

We were almost at the school, and lining up behind the millionth car in the usual morning traffic jam that now dictates the crawl into our town, when someone noticed that she who shall not be named was barefoot!! How did I miss this!? WHERE ARE YOUR SHOES!? I whisper quietly with my usual impeccable self control, before realising that you know who didn’t bring them! You’ve got to be kidding me. So, I drop the other three at school, turn the car around, say farewell to the gym again and drive back home with little miss singing sweetly in the back seat.

Seriously mamas, is this normal?! Or is there some divine plot to send all mamas crazy in the head with the slow drip, drip, drip of tiny incident after medium meltdown after colossal catastrophe, all in the same week and usually over the big issues in life, like shoes, lunch box options, missing socks and my personal favourite, trying to catch the bus on time. 

Ahhhh…ANYWAY! Ha! Best to keep it all in perspective hey!?

Despite my uptake of carbs, low take on the gym and intake of too much kiddie stress, my week wasn’t a total disaster. The best news of all is that we finally brought our vintage caravan Dorothy home from getting her final reno touches done. Oh my beating heart! (Boom! BOOM!) She is a dream! So now the fun part begins where I unpack all the vintage treasures I have set aside for her and play doll house. Keep an eye on her very own instagram account (@mydarling_dorothy) for styling updates and all the creative goss. The first plan is to get baking and set up a little photo shoot (yippee!)

And now a word about these little vintage sweeties. I was given the colour scheme by my client and the more pretty ruffles I piped the more they reminded me of Marie Antoinette and her opulent court.  Frills, ruffles and feathers adorn the cupcakes  with complementary dried flowers, macarons and pearls. What’s not to love? Oui! 

So, thanks again for calling in for our weekly catch up. I hope you have enjoyed my pretty cupcakes and at the very least, can go away feeling like a better mum than me because I know you would never have such unruliness in your household.

Next week I hope to share a heartfelt post (with more pretty cupcakes ) as we remember what would have been our dear heavenly son Noah’s 19th birthday on Monday. I look forward to seeing you here.

As always, I’d really love to hear from you, so say hello and leave a comment below.

Until next week, 

Love Anna xx

8 thoughts on “Let Them Eat Cake

  1. Hi Anna your cupcakes and styling are absolutely gorgeous as always. I completely understand the craziness of morning routines, I think every mum goes through one drama or another. I must say though my babies are now grown and one has his own gorgeous family, my baby girl is grown and is now a school teacher (and is recently engaged) so not sure how long she will be at home with us. Sometimes I miss that morning craziness (can’t believe I’m actually saying that). Oh well sorry to take up so much of your time with my stories.
    Look forward to catching your gorgeous creations next week take care Suzanne x

    1. Hi Suzanne, Thank you so much for your wonderful comment, and I’m so happy you can relate to my motherhood dramas! Thank you for sharing about your beautiful family, and yes, they grow all too fast! Take care, Love Anna

  2. Hi Anna.
    I can relate to this on so many levels. We have drama after drama over the most crazy things like putting a jumper on or eating a sandwich. Home schooling again for me this week so heaven help me as I am very frazzled.

    1. Thanks for your comments Lyndel. I am so relieved other mums can relate to my dramas!! And yes, over the silliest things!! Thinking of you this week. xx

  3. oh I have missed your stories, they are so relatable! They make me laugh and tear up at the same time! Thanks for sharing!!

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