11 years and a day ago I made Jim Bars for the nursing staff that would be helping bring you into the world. Two weeks late and nary a budge toward labor, though your gymnastics made up for that lack of movement. You see, I knew I was going to have you that day. The doctor had set the date for eviction proceedings. This meant a lot of tubes and medical equipment I wasn’t too happy about (and neither were you for that matter) and I was pretty much tied to the bed or the chair next to the bed while in labor with you. So, of course the tv was on. Unfortunately, the news was all about Monica Lewinsky and Bill Clinton that day, his taped testimony, his improper relationship, riveting I suppose if you weren’t waiting for your very own special news. Strangely television didn’t cover my labor with you. I did have a laptop then. I had a flame war on one of my boards that I tended at that time for Parent Soup. It seemed a good enough way to spend that waiting time for a while. Eventually though that was left behind as well. It kept me distracted for those last hours before you were born though. Distracted from wondering how your siblings were doing. (Though immediately after you were born, I posted to my boards and emailed everyone I knew-No Twitter then)
But, then you came along and have distracted me ever since. You were the baby who nursed for a long time. You were the baby who didn’t nap and as I told your sister the other night, I am not 100% sure that you have yet to sleep through the night. You bounce, you cuddle, you smile, you love. You my tiniest child, my baby are growing up and surprise me each and every day. At the end of the month you start middle school. I am quite sure that it was only yesterday I was prising you off to have mommy and me time one morning a week.
Even now though you are my special fairy child. Sometimes a bird like eater–but not today. Today you had Krispy Kremes for breakfast. You chose Eggs Benedict for dinner.
For cake though you had an extra special request-made weeks ago-that I make it and I make a “normal” cake. Other moms might have been confused. I wasn’t. You see, my mother made cakes from scratch, when I desired a box cake like the other kids.
So, you had your “normal chocolate cake”, no icing, just a sprinkling of powdered sugar. You will eat some frosting now but you still dislike frosting. Years of thinking around this problem has created quite the number of innovations for school cupcakes. It has been a long time since I baked a cake for your birthday, not cupcakes, not getting an ice cream cake or a slice at a restaurant. I loved making that cake today. For you, my youngest, my piece of my heart that is wild and free.
And besides love…here is how I made your “normal cake”
Elizabeth’s Chocolate Birthday Cake
1 box chocolate cake mix
1 large box instant chocolate pudding
3/4 cup water
1 cup sour cream
1/2 cup oil
Mix on low until blended. Mix at a higher speed until it turns a lighter color. Then pour into a well greased bundt pan and bake for 45 minutes or until done. Let rest a moment or two then turn onto plate. Dust with powdered sugar.