Thursday, 30 May 2013

Implosion imminent.

Remember: Patience. Prayer. Peace.

Moving home and having a baby are meant to be two of the most stressful events in an adult life.

Doing both at the same time, triples the stress rating.

Having a baby, and moving country,  is classified as INSANE. 

Which would be a perfect way to describe me right this moment; surrounded by boxes, crates, and suitcases, and about a million things that don't fit in said boxes or crates or suitcases, but need to get across the English Channel (and then some) somehow, all whilst feeding my baby, burping her in between and eating an apple. Oh. and typing this.

I have always thought of myself as a little bit of a risk-taker, and my husband has suggested many times that I "like to live on the edge" (debatable), but this is a whole other level.

Warning: Don't ask me to add anything else to my list. I may implode.

[Disclaimer: Neither of these pictures are my own. I obtained them from Google Images for the purpose of this post. Hope you don't mind :) ]

Monday, 27 May 2013

The Amazing EGG-LESS Amish Cinnamon Bread!

When I was little, I absolutely detested cinnamon. I thought it was the worst thing in the whole wide world, and I could smell it from a mile off.

Almost every Sunday growing up, my oldest sister Hollie would make my favourite childhood dessert - Bread & Butter Pudding. An incredibly British concoction of buttered bread, sprinkled with generous amounts of sugar, drenched in a mix of milk and whisked eggs, and dotted with dried fruit. I loved it served fresh from the oven with simple vanilla ice cream, and eaten with a teaspoon to savour the flavour for as long as physically possible. I loved helping Hollie make Bread & Butter Pudding on chilly Sunday afternoons, and loved even more scraping out the oven dish after everybody had had their second and third takings. YUM. But on the Sundays that for, whatever reason, I didn't help Hollie compile the oh-so-adored dessert, she would always, always, always add cinnamon. The smell would hit the back of my throat from the second it hit the milky bread in the uncooked dish, and I knew I wouldn't be eating my favourite dessert that evening.

I really, really, hated cinnamon.

I only actually started eating cinnamon about a year ago, when some friends of ours baked some fresh cinnamon rolls, and then smothered them in white icing. I remember dreading tasting it, in case I hated it, because it looked oh, so good! But as soon as I took that first, creamy sweet, mellow-spiced bite, I was sold; cinnamon had bought me.

I've been wanting to make this recipe for so long, but have always wanted to make something else a little more. Now, I'm a big believer in always bringing something when you're invited to dinner, so today when we were invited with an hour to spare, I knew this was just the recipe to throw together in that short space of time!

You can totally make this recipe with eggs if you like, I just didn't have any in date eggs, so I came up with an alternative.

I had a couple of recipes for Amish Cinnamon Bread that I had read through, and got an idea of quantities from, so that put together with knowledge taken from the incredible Anna Olson on her Food Network Show, I came up with this lovely, crumbly yet moist, sweet Cinnamon Bread - Enjoy!

Saturday, 25 May 2013

Beautiful Baby Update

I have one extremely beautiful baby girl. Don't you agree?
{Styling hat and cardigan crocheted by her one and only Mama :) }
I cannot believe that she is very almost eight weeks old, and almost a whole 10lbs! Oh gosh, how time flies!

And in the process of me, aka 'Mama', learning how to take care of this beautiful little creation, I have neglected the blog a little. But I'm okay with that. 

It has been an extremely stressful time for the Magpantay Family. 

But Pete, aka 'Daddy', has now finished all five of his University exams, and will shortly be in the possession of a Bachelor's Degree in Accounting and Finance. I am so proud of how hard he has worked. 

And now, we just have to relocate our whole lives and all of our favourite belongings to Munich, Bavaria, Germany. Eeek! I am so excited for this new chapter to start. 

There are so, so , so many things I want to post about, but having a tiny weeny one to look after sucks up all of the time in the day. But like I said, I'm okay with that. But Lily and Mama are starting to move into a bit more of a routine stage now, so I'm hoping blogging will be on the cards again very soon. 

Until then, my friends, I'll leave you with a couple of the most heart wrenching photos of my Little Lily Flower!

'A Night Without Daddy'
Pete stayed over his sister's house the night before an early exam last week, and Lily took full advantage of the extra room in the bed!

'A Very Tired Tummy-Time'
Lily usually quite enjoys Tummy-Time with Mama, but this time, it was just a little too comfy  to lift one's head very far off of the ground at all...

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