When I was younger my biggest dream was to become a teacher, then a housewife.
I couldn’t wait to have babies and bake and have my house all beautiful and lovely with the whole picket fence business.
I clearly remember one of my Year 11 female teachers asking us what we’d like to be if we could be anything at all.
My response was that I’d love to be a housewife, I’d love to cook and clean and be there when my children came home to take them to the park and play with them.
Apparently this was not the correct answer. I was confused, all the other girls were getting the appropriate level of praise with claps and everything, but I had somehow “insulted all those women who fought so that you could become whatever you want, to show men that you are as good as them.”
Geez! I thought all those women had done that so that we could have a choice.
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Look, I adore making cakes for my kids and other people. I do get a little perfectionistic however it's a bit of a hobby for me and I love it. If it's becoming something stressful, that you no longer enjoy, stop doing it. The other commenters are right, your child won't care either way and Im happy to admit my cake making is done because I enjoy it, if i didn't i'd just buy a cake.
Go back to buttercream. Let the kids help you - they'd probably love it! My boy is 2.5 and he loves to decorate cakes with me; they usually look pretty horrific but he really enjoys it (and enjoys stealing a few smarties too 😜)
Plus buttercream tastes roughly 1000x better! Yum!