Apr 29th 2010
When you become a new mummy the little treats you plan for yourself, as a reward for the constant rounds of nappy changing, feeding, ga-ga-ga-ing and so on, become very important. They can become one way of keeping you sane. One of my new NCT pals and I have become partial to visiting our local Cafe Rouge for their ‘delicious cake of the day and coffee for £3.50′. We have started to go fortnightly after our Rhythm Time class (don’t laugh, it’s lots of fun), and occasionally on other days too.
Today I visited with a different NCT pal, on a day I don’t usually go. Filled with excitement at the thought of a new ‘cake of the day’ I was disappointed to discover it was carrot cake. Disappointed because every single other time I’ve tried this offer, it’s always carrot cake. Whatever day it is. Don’t get me wrong. I like carrot cake. This is a particularly nice carrot cake. But doesn’t ‘cake of the day’ imply that each day there’s a different cake? It’s a sad state of affairs when one is disappointed by cake. And trust me, in mummy world, it’s the little things like this that can make or break your day.