Wishful thinking? Masochism?

I'm not sure this is such a good idea.

I've been reading cookbooks.

I received Alton Brown's I'm Just Here for More Food for my birthday, and bought the "director's cut" version of I'm Just Here for the Food soon afterwards. As always, I bought Canadian Living's latest magazine-style cookbook, this one filled with holiday treats, and got suckered in by Fine Cooking's special chocolate issue.

Countless new, enticing issues. Neither time nor opportunity to try them.

{sigh}

I used to love cooking; now it seems a chore. Baking¹ used to be my favourite stress reliever; now I can only endulge if the baby is either asleep (and will be for a long enough time) or my husband is able to care for him while I'm in the kitchen.

How can I be an overeducated Hausfrau if I don't present my family with healthy, love-steeped meals on a daily basis?


¹ Yes, baking. I certainly do like nibbling on the yummy outcome, but it is the baking I enjoy most. Thank heaven I have a husband who enjoys homemade goodies (are there husbands who don't??), so I have a willing consumer of said yummy outcomes!