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Before Christmas Little E and I made strawberry and blueberry crumble cupcakes adapted from my pear crumble cupcake recipe. They were delicious but we baked far too many and had loads leftover. So we stuck them in the freezer and forgot about them. On Sunday I found them and decided to make a last minute fruit cobbler for after our roast.
It has been ages since I posted a book review which is crazy as I've read so many books lately. One that really stands out is YOU by Caroline Kepnes.
When Guinivere Beck walks into Joe's book store he is smitten. With the aid of Twitter, Facebook and a stolen phone he is able to delve deep into Beck's life, what she likes, what she thinks, where she is, enough information to make himself into the man she needs.
The trouble is Beck's true colours are a little darker than Joe expected and he has to work harder to keep her attention. So hard the game takes on a deadly turn.
There is nothing worse when breastfeeding baby than those naughty hands. They scratch your face, pull on your hair, grab the muslin waving it around flashing your boob to the whole of Starbucks. So thank goodness for Boobie Beads - a great range of silicone necklaces which baby can playing with during breastfeeding to help them focus on feeding.
My degree is in Fine Art. I've always enjoyed painting, drawing and sewing; it is how I express myself and relax. But since having the kids my time to explore creative outlets have been drastically reduced to the point where I feel it is impossible to be myself. The main issue is I have no space to create anything, no time to create anything and when I do actually start something it takes me longer to set up and then pack away again than actually doing it. In short I need a kid free studio. The reality is that isn't going to happen anytime soon as we have no space left now the girls have a room each.
Little E's birth was incredibly traumatic and it has left me with pelvic pain which had recently been diagnosed as Chronic Pain. I'm on medication now but there isn't anyway to 'fix' this problem. One of the things I have found helping me deal with the pain, or at least the anxiety associated with the pain, is colouring in. 
My creation from Tropical Wonderland by Millie Marotta, Batsford Ltd
The soup maker has been out again this week to combat the cold snap! This really recipe really packs a garlic punch!
Roasted garlic, apple and butternut squash soup
Serves 4 300g butternut squash 300g sweet potato 300g carrots 1 bulb garlic 2 apples 2 sticks celery 1 small onion 1 litre vegetable stock A few tablespoons of olive oil  By now, you've definitely heard about laser hair removal services. They are all the rage thanks to how quickly they remove unsightly hair. Whether getting ready for bikini season or just removing that undesirable facial hair, laser hair removal is the most efficient way to do it. I had it done years ago under my arms because I have such sensitive skin and shaving would cause a painful rash. It did work and lasted fully about 10 years, now I have a few hairs but not many. The technology has obviously moved on dramatically since then and it is far more widely available now, but is it the right choice for you? You have to look at the facts about this treatment including what it costs and how well it works to do the job.
Last week saw the loss of two of my childhood icons: David Bowie and Alan Rickman. I never met these men but the sense of shock and loss I felt was real and, whilst in non way comparable to losing a family member or friend, my week was flat, dull and generally rubbish. I remember feeling the same way when comedian Robin Williams died. Like the world had lost it's shininess would never be quite as bright again,
Why is that? Why does the death of people we have never met, never had a conversation with, never hugged affect us in such a way? I have very vivid memories of these superstars, they were a million miles away from my front room after school on a Friday afternoon, yet a connection was made that would stay with me through to adulthood. David Bowie's music punctuated my childhood. From jumping round my front room to Dancing in the Street with my Dad (Him Mick, Me David) to singing Changes at the top of my voice driving along the dual carriageway after passing my driving test. In fact two days after Bowie's death was announced Little E's 5th birthday party invitations arrived from the printers. The heading 'Let's Dance' is emblazoned across the top. My accidental homage to a musical genius. But when it comes to Bowie there is one encantation which stands head and shoulders above all others for me. Jared, the Goblin King. Labyrinth is one of my favourite films ever. I could watch that film on repeat and never get bored. In fact I have done just that. The music and his performance were typical Bowie - odd and masterful.
Here is my favourite shot of the girls taken at Iris' nursery last month. I had to keep it under wraps as we had it framed for our Mums as Christmas gifts. To say I am pleased with it is an understatement. My beautiful girls...
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Welcome!Artist, Baker and Blogger. Mum to my two beautiful, cheeky girls. Muddling my way through parenthood with equally cheeky Husband. 
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