What a strange month it is to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day and Easter all within a week of each other. And what is even more bizarre is to not be home for any of it but to browse the grocery store aisles in Indiana for the past four weeks, just looking at all of the items I might have purchased had I been home. There were three days in this past month that I was able to take a quick break back home from here when my mom was in the ICU…and those days were spent doing as much work as I possibly could. So everything you see here on the site since Valentine’s Day and until the end of the month was actually done within that time, even these Baby Chick Easter Donuts.
I already semi-celebrated St. Paddy’s Day and Easter all in February so now I simply stand as a bystander of these holidays that pass along. Time becomes such a strange thing when you sit in a hospital room for four weeks straight. It goes by so fast yet inches so slowly at the same time and is full of conflicting feelings of wanting to go home but knowing there is no other place you want to be than here. It’s like the Twilight Zone between these walls and if I am honest, I’m a little afraid of returning to normalcy too. I cannot even fathom attempting to explain what I’ve been through* to anyone, let alone listen and pretend to care what I have missed in the past month. I think I might need therapy when this is all over…
*The reader’s digest version is that my mom suffered a ruptured brain aneurysm (called a subarachnoid hemorrhage) on Valentine’s Day. The bleeding in her head was so severe that it also caused a stroke on the left side of her brain, which left her disabled, unable to speak or move most of her body. We were left with the horrible choice of letting her live the rest of her once vibrant life like this or to take her home for palliative care to spend the remainder days here (it’s been 10 days so far) until her work on earth was done. Due to our deep love, honor, and respect for our mother we went with the latter option, as we knew that these were her wishes as well.
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Baby Chick Easter Donuts
- Prep Time: 25 mins
- Cook Time: 10 mins
- Total Time: 35 mins
- Yield: 20 mini donuts 1x
For the icing:
- 1 1/3 c. powdered sugar
- 1/4 c. melted coconut oil
- 2 Tbsp. hot water
- 1/2 tsp. vanilla extract
- several shakes of dried turmeric, for yellow coloring
For the baby chick:
- homemade googly eyes
- orange allergen friendly jelly beans (I used Surf Sweets), for the beak and feet
- sliced almonds, for the wings
- red hots, for the top
- Preheat your oven to 350 degrees. Grease a mini donut pan.
- In a medium bowl mix dry ingredients together until fully combined. Make a well in the center of the bowl and add all the remainder of wet ingredients. Stir with a wooden spoon until just incorporated and allow to sit for 5 minutes. Stir again briefly.
- Place the donut batter into a large plastic baggie. Cut the corner of one side to use as an opening. Pour out the batter into the pan. The batter should fill up to about ⅔ of the circle and will rise just above the pan.
- Bake 8 minutes. Allow to slightly cool in the pan for 2-3 minutes and then cool on a wire rack.
- Mix the icing together until you have a thick consistency. If it’s too thick to dip, add 1 tsp. hot water and mix. If it’s too runny, add 1 Tbsp. powdered sugar until thick.
- Dunk each donut top into the icing to evenly coat. Set back on wire rack with a piece of wax or parchment paper underneath to catch the extra drippings.
- Quickly add the googly eyes, jelly bean beak and feet, almond slice wings, and red hot tops before the icing dries. Allow to fully set.
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Oh dear one. I am so deeply sorry for what you are going through. No words can express that sorrow, or ease your suffering, but you and your family are in my thoughts and prayers. Just discovered your blog through Instagram and love what you do. I’ve just started doing a lot of cute kid food the past year and really enjoy it. You’re quite talented!
Sophia, veggies dont bite
Love you sweet friend. I don’t fully understand what you’re going through, of course, but I totally see the conflict in all those feelings. You amazing me every darn day. Your creativity in this time of hurt is just speechless. We share that trait for sure, I find myself in my most creative state when stress/hurt/pain falls on me. Take care of yourself and know you always have a virtual hug from me.
Because I lost my own mom to Hodgkin’s lymphoma in 1981 and because she coped with it the best she could for 12 years, I kind of have a clue to what you are going through, and I am so very sorry that this is the path you must also trod. The only ‘saving’ thing in all this is knowing that you shall, soon be reunited in Heaven when Jesus soon comes. Please take heart that it will be very soon too, and your mom, my mom all the sweet moms that have ever been (and dads too) will be raised at the final trumpet call, when Jesus comes from Heaven to call His children home. World conditions tell us this cannot go on much longer. Pollution, wars and rumors of wars, the declining resources such as clean air, water, non-gmo foods, all of it tells us that it cannot be much longer….in 1995, my atheist biology professor declared that the world could not last much beyond 2025 – that’s how bad it’s getting that even the atheist scientists agree the resources are running out…so be cheered, you may part for a time, your mom may sleep through the trials the Scriptures say will come just before Jesus returns but you WILL be reunited when He does come. Here it is from the Good News Bible version, so your readers too, may understand…
1Co 15:51 Listen to this secret truth: we shall not all die, but when the last trumpet sounds, we shall all be changed in an instant, as quickly as the blinking of an eye. For when the trumpet sounds, the dead will be raised, never to die again, and we shall all be changed.
1Co 15:52 (SEE 15:51)
1Co 15:53 For what is mortal must be changed into what is immortal; what will die must be changed into what cannot die.
1Co 15:54 So when this takes place, and the mortal has been changed into the immortal, then the scripture will come true: “Death is destroyed; victory is complete!”
1Co 15:55 “Where, Death, is your victory? Where, Death, is your power to hurt?”
1Co 15:56 Death gets its power to hurt from sin, and sin gets its power from the Law.
1Co 15:57 But thanks be to God who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ!
1Co 15:58 So then, my dear friends, stand firm and steady. Keep busy always in your work for the Lord, since you know that nothing you do in the Lord’s service is ever useless.
Blessings to you, should you or your readers want to learn more, write me at chrissie207me@gmail and we can study the Scriptures together. Thank you!
In my little brain I try to imagine what you must be going through. And in that moment I can understand the words you’re saying – wishing to be home, yet wanting these moments that you’re sharing with your mom to go on forever. Finding respite in work, and yet not wanting to think about anything but your beautiful family. Thinking of you…and of course, now I’m also thinking of these easter donuts. You have a way, my friend! 🙂