Friday, July 29, 2011

{this moment}

{this moment} - Inspired by Soulemama... It has been a while since I took part in this Friday ritual, but almost daily I have some {moments} that I really long to share. 
Here is a single photo - no words - capturing a moment from our week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.
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Wednesday, July 27, 2011

The Great Gluten/Egg/Dairy Free Bread Challenge

or... How to Make a Bread That Will Make Every Body Happy.

A little while ago I decided that it would be great to be able to bake a gluten free bread at home.  MrDadda has a sensitive tummy (to what we think is gluten, but has not been tested).  In my research I quickly discovered that a lot of gluten free recipes contain egg and/or dairy.  Which, as you may have read in earlier posts, are no good for LadyBug's intolerances (and MilkMumma needs to avoid them for a happy existence too).

The call was made to find a gluten/egg/dairy free bread recipe.  Thinking "is there even such a thing???" I came across this amazing blog by QuirkyJo , a passionate foodie, who's blog I have simply fallen in love with.  She shared her rendition of a Gluten Free Crusty Boule from the book "Healthy Bread in Five Minutes a Day".  Yes, the recipe called for eggs (I was finding it near impossible to find the perfect bread for us) but after asking for advice, I came to the conclusion there really is no reason why I couldn't make it with an egg replacer.

And so I embarked on the shopping journey, as for some reason sorgham flour isn't that easy to come by.  Then on to the creation expedition.  Perhaps I should let the pictures tell the story.


The dough is more like scone dough, which makes it a really simple bread to make

Our little boule (naww)

All baked a ready to eat... mmm, looks tasty yes?

Little slice for you?


Now if you look at Jo's bread, or even the bread from the Artisan site you will see some lovely light looking bread.  My loaf leaves a little to be desired, and I suspect it's due to the absence of eggs. I have researched a few other ideas for replacing the egg, so hopefully will just get better from here.  My oven is a sad piece of equipment, and baking has proved to be quite hit and miss with cooking times of late, so I think I need to tweak the cooking times to suit the temperament of my oven.

And so it has begun.  The Great Gluten/Egg/Dairy Free Bread Challenge.  Many loaves to come I'm sure as we are in pursuit of the perfect bread for our family.

Do you have any great baking bread tips to share with this first time home baker?

Sunday, July 24, 2011

meeting for the first time...

I was walking passed LittleBee's room the other day whilst on one of my many manic errands we mothers embark on daily.  I caught a glimpse of both the girls crouching on the floor looking at something... and with the state of the room that day, it really could have been anything!  I paused briefly, curious as to what they could be doing.

Then LittleBee spoke these words which will be etched on my heart forever...

"That's Oliver, that's your big brother.  That's me.  That's me, and that's Oliver.  He's your big brother"

They were crouched down beside this photo that LittleBee has in her room to remind her of her own special introduction to her baby brother...




For a long time Oliver was known as "Baby Brother".  Now he is also known as "Big Brother"

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

A little bit of vegan perfection

This morning we decided to leave our lovely country-esque surroundings to make a trek into the "Big Smoke" in search of sweet vegan* perfection.

Because of LadyBug's intolerances, we are always on the lookout for delicious egg and dairy free eats and treats. When I was researching LadyBug friendly foods for her first birthday, I stumbled upon Mister Nice Guy* cupcakes... and after months of dreaming and salivating we finally made it out to Brunswick to see and taste for ourselves just how good a bit of vegan baking can be.

We walked into the groovy little bakery/cafe, tucked away along a bike path beside the Railway Hotel. We ordered lunch... delicious quesadillas with 'sour cream' for me. LittleBee enjoyed French Toast with blueberries and a nice warm chai. I'm sorry, incase you didn't get the complexity of it all... we had FRENCH TOAST! Without Egg! Oh. My. Goodness.

Three of the fluffiest and most intense cupcakes were next on our "to devour" list. Rose Water, Booberry Lemon and a choc-berry insanely delish morsel I can't remember the name of right now...

And as you can see from the photo below, they were devoured fairly quickly, along with a tasty little cuppy for the babe.

So I'm a little excited about our outing today. Could you tell? Being able to eat out and not have to think about the ingredients or to not have to ask if they have soy milk, to know that LadyBug can happily lick spoons and freely grab food from plates without the fear of her eating something that would cause her so much discomfort was just refreshing. I'm already looking forward to going back and getting my hands on some more vegan cupcake goodness!

This is all that was left of the cupcakes by the time I thought to get the camera out.





* I think I should clarify that we are not Vegans by description, but we subscribe to the vegan way of eating at times as it is egg and dairy free, therefore exactly what LadyBug and her MilkMumma can digest, creating a scream and pain free environment.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Happy Birthday Mum...

I made a cake for you today. A faux cheese cake. My first ever cheese cake, and it had to be dairy free for LadyBug and me. I think you would have liked it. You always liked it when I made crazy cakes... especially for your birthday...





Little things make me think of you often... but today I'm thinking about how we would celebrate you. Of course there would a little bit of cheesecake, a Barbra Streisand movie perhaps, and some pretty pink tulips.

I bought you some flowers. I made you a cake. All that's missing is you...

I love you Mum xxoo

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Sunday, July 3, 2011

"Mumma, can you fix this?"

"Mumma, can you put Barbie's leg back on?"

"Mumma, can you take the lid off this glue stick?"

"Mumma, I fell over, can you kiss it better?"

I
'm a fixer. I was thinking about this the other day when I was looking at a small pile of mending and listening to the girls chatter in the next room. The mending wasn't going to happen any time soon, not with the larger, growing pile of dirty laundry to be done. As I started the washing machine and prepared the next load to be washed, there was a familiar shriek from the back room... LadyBug had fallen off her little trike and this time she had landed flat on her face, leaving a tiny cut on her sweet little lips. The screams rose and intensified as I rushed into the room and swept her into my arms... "shhh, darling. Mumma's here. Mumma will fix it". And with lots of comforting kisses and warm cuddles the tears are forgotten and the little one can resume her adventures once again. Mumma saves the day!!

So Mumma is a fixer. I mend broken Barbies, and soothe crying babes. I can turn a cereal box into a doll bed and make a "just right" hot chocolate. I can apply a bandaid and know just the right buttons to push to get the DVD working or to skip the nasty parts.

That's what Mummas do best.

Unfortunately the mighty powers of an "all-fixing Mumma" are limited. Its not like when Gotham City is in trouble, and they can just call on Batman to come save the day. There's lots of things that this Mumma can't fix...

I can't take away a sweet little boys battle with leukemia. I can't make a dear friend's scary blood clot vanish. I can't make my best friend's daily struggles with Aspergers disappear. I can't kiss all the pain away from the precious abandoned children in Thailand.

And as I lay in bed at 3am, cradling a sick little LadyBug who is running a fever and struggling to sleep I am gently reminded that there is only One who can take her fever from her. In the quietness of the night I ask Him to help this little child fight off the infection that is making her so miserable. He is telling me that I can ask Him to be the Fixer...

Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time he may exalt you, casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you.
1 Peter 5:6-7



I am a mother, and yes, I am a fixer.... but God is a way better Fixer than me
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