Baking and babies don't go together

Babies are cute when they're not yours...
They melt your heart when they smile ...
And when they cry, you feel like pulling every strands of your hair out.
At some point of time, you can't wait for them to grow up...
But when they do, you wish they were little again.

How I miss baking. It has been more than a year since I last turned on the oven. Not that I'm a good baker but baking is more like an outlet for me. When I break the eggs into the sifted flour and beat them up, it feels so darn good! When I see the end result of my baked goodies, it feels like I've accomplish something for the day. But now with one screaming toddler and a cranky baby who constantly demand my time, everything I do is a race of time. I'm lucky if I have 10 minutes (like now) to do things that I want. 

If you're a parent yourself, you'll understand what I'm blabbering about. If you're not (like me previously!), you'll ask, "Huh?? How difficult can it be to care for a baby? All they do is eat, sleep and poops!" 

And I say..... your time will come, someday. *evil laugh*  and more.... *evil laugh*