And then just like that, he turned two and I’m left to wonder how in the world do I have a toddler now? So I did what any rational-thinking mom would do. I emotionally baked and made Cookie Monster Cupcakes to bury my conflicting emotions of happiness, delight, and saying goodbye to my baby boy.
This is less of a recipe post and more of an expression of hey, “I’m a human being behind this blog and I have a 2 year old now”. I used to write about my life over here often. In fact, it was the norm. I stopped years ago when this became my “business,” when I thought I had to be quiet about the things of my heart and more serious about being a “brand.” How unfulfilling that was. I left a part of myself when I stopped doing that. And when the feelings of wanting to walk away from this blog stuff hit me–the pressure to maintain an image, to post what I thought everyone else/Google/SEO wanted, and the insanity that is called social media–I instead chose to stay but to forsake all of the other stuff.
Remain true to myself. Honor ME, the person I pushed aside for so long.
So you’re not getting a recipe for these Cookie Monster cupcakes because I don’t have the time to write out the recipe.
Sorry (not really)*.
*But if you must know, here are the items I used:
1 box Simple Mills chocolate cake mix (make according to the box)
buttercream frosting I threw together with a splash of blue coloring
large marshmallows, ends cut off for the eyes
chocolate chip cookies
Instead you get pictures of my heart: A little boy who has become my life while I simultaneously fight with all my will to find an identity outside of, and baked goods in the shape of something. This was my first food art project for my son and it made me so happy to know that his deep love for Cookie Monster would pay off with these cupcakes.
It worked too. I mean, you see that tantrum happening below when I told him he had to wait to eat one?
Welcome to Toddlerdom, mom! Welcome to this incredibly messy yet rewarding role. A place where I am slowly learning how to not to listen to anyone else’s voice but my own. Thank you little boy of mine for teaching me this. I will make you all of the Cookie Monster cupcakes that you want!