If you follow my blog, you know this Valentine’s Day was going to be a bit twisted for Margie’s Cottage Kitchen. I decided to focus on the people who typically hate for the holiday to come around. Here is a little of what I will be making this V-Day. The packaging isn’t like what is shown here. All of my packages will be white bakery boxes with silver ribbon. Some of these photos were taken at an earlier time. I’ll update the photos when I get the orders ready this year. Just sharing what is going on in Margie’s Cottage Kitchen.
I can’t think of a year in my life that was so full of changes. These are all good changes, which is really nice for a change. I just can’t believe that it all happened to me. It’s like winning the lottery but way better!
1. I had an uneventful, quite successful pregnancy.
2. I had a BEAUTIFUL baby boy 7/5/2012 (who is actually playing with my toes at this very moment–hope he doesn’t suck them like he does his own ewww).
3. I found a new love for my kitchen and for cooking/baking.
4. I have started the process to start my own cottage food kitchen.
5. Although I have plenty to lose, in spite of my pregnancy, I haven’t gained a pound over the course of the year! Yay breastfeeding!!
6. I have finally seen the look of true happiness on the face of my mom and dad. They are totally in love with my son (their 1st grandchild).
7. I left my full-time job (after working outside the home for 24 years) and dedicated myself to care for my son in our home complete with homeschooling.
8. I have seen and heard my husband speak of me to others with satisfaction and pride regarding me as a mother and a homemaker.
My, my, I could go on. I am so happy!! As I begin wrapping up the requirements for my cottage food kitchen, I ask myself, why didn’t I do this before? Well, before–the food in our home came from a cardboard box. Yeah, I could cook, but after working and being just the two of us, we just “picked something up.” Oh the money we spent! Oh the calories and fat we consumed!!
Life is changing. Life HAS changed! I wake to the cooing of my son, or perhaps the screaming that communicates, “I’m wet or hungry or I’ve got gas give me my medicine NOW,” instead of an alarm clock for work. My day is full of changing diapers and making bottles for my wonderful baby (instead of having to deal with a bunch of adults who act like them). My home now has the fragrance of bread, cake or supper, instead of the stale smell of air barely breathed. I never thought I would ever echo my mother, but I wouldn’t change a thing.
I can say that before the birth of my son–we were merely existing. Now, we are LIVING. I am SO happy to be alive, and I bake to share that same feeling with others. There is nothing like fresh, homemade baked goods. I have found “my thing.” My niche. I hope you find yours.