– le sigh-
I gotta be honest and say that this past week hasn’t been one of my faves. All three of my kids ended up getting sick. At first, my husband and I thought that Jayden was sick because of his asthma flaring up, but that wasn’t the entirety of the problem. There was something else that either him or Layla had picked up from God knows where and gave to the other. Both of the older kids have had stomach problems, wet coughs and fatigue, and my baby had her little bout with a 101.6 fever. I was in the house for several days straight. While I have no problem dealing with the issues that come along with being a mother and being responsible for the comfort and well-being of my babies, that doesn’t mean I didn’t get a mean case of cabin fever. I hate being stuck in the house for days at a time.
So when the opportunity for me to be able to not only leave the house but to also work on my cheesecake recipes arose, I jumped at it. My husband stayed with the children while I went to the store and shopped for ingredients for four different types of cheesecakes: A Reese’s cheesecake, a Snicker’s cheesecake, an apple turnover cheesecake, and a banana pudding cheesecake.
My plan was to make the cheesecakes that day (Friday) and let them set overnight. Then, I would debut the cheesecakes during the McGregor-Mayweather fight party that was being held at my sister-in-law’s house. I figured I would start in the evening because that was when I THOUGHT my kids would be more likely to leave me alone.
I thought wrong, and to my standards, the entire undertaking was an unmitigated disaster. I put Jayla to bed and got to work. Even though my two older kids knew exactly what I was doing, they found every reason in the world to interrupt me every few minutes as I was trying to the cheesecakes together. Then, for reasons unbeknownst to me, Jayla woke up and decided to stay awake until 2 a.m. I was so frustrated I cried. I was very disappointed. I LOVE having my kids; I love being a mom, but I NEED to have something of my own. I love my husband for taking care of me, but as I’ve said before, I don’t necessarily like it. I know my job as a mom and wife is indispensable but again, being honest–my ambition is not fulfilled, and I want to see if I can do something so that Matt won’t have to slave away in that dirty plant.
I have the idea of this cheesecake hustle, trying to get my book published, and also possibly getting my real estate license (I LOVE houses) because I am not happy being kept. If that is wrong of me, I pray God will let me know.
The cheesecakes I worked on while my kids were awake and bothering the dog crap out of me were NOT good enough to be served. They tasted wonderful, but they did not look like they should look if I ever plan to sell them to people. And I lost track of the time on the banana pudding one in particular, and the consistency was not where I would have liked for it to have been, and with cheesecakes, once you interrupt the baking process, you can’t just put it back in the oven and try again.
I took pictures of all of the cheesecakes because I want to be able to look at them, determine where I went wrong, and tweak them until I get it right.
(Top picture is the Snickers cheesecake, middle is Reese’s, bottom is banana pudding)
I am hoping to have things figured out by October to really get this thing in full gear. But now I have been presented with additional challenges I hadn’t considered before–it will be impossible to work with my kids around. I don’t know why I thought it’d be easy to do. Just like any other job I had wouldn’t have been easy if my kids were around, you know? Because my first priority is always them. As soon as they interrupted me, my attention went from the cheesecake to them and I messed something up. So now I have to think about how I will handle them if I start selling them–because although my in-laws couldn’t have cared less how the cheesecakes looked (they all got rave reviews for their flavor), people aren’t going to pay money (and cheesecakes are not cheap) for a soggy product. Second, I need more materials. I do not have enough mixing bowls. My food processor didn’t work. I need more utensils. (I did make one heckuva dough for the apple one, if I do say so myself, though). Third, my kitchen is tiny. I didn’t have enough counter space. I might consider getting a foldable table just for the specific purpose of increasing my counter space, and a different little cabinet for my equipment. With those things in mind, I am going to have to figure out how to come up on some more money to invest in those items.
Despite my disappointment I am comforted that even though the looks weren’t where I wanted them to be, the flavor was on point, so that means I am more than halfway there 🙂
Pray for my kids to get better if you will!
And pray for our fellow humans (American or NOT) in Texas… they are going through it there… and for the people in Sierra Leone affected by the deadly mudslide. There is always so much that we Christians ought to be praying for! This is why we have to “pray without ceasing”… the world needs us to. Seriously. So much strife, turbulence, etc. SMH.