We are having a consistent conversation in our home at the moment, and any parent can relate to this. It is the “When it is my birthday” conversation. Now this conversation can actually happen all year long depending on your child, and then become particularly heightened the month and weeks leading up to the birthday. In our home we love to celebrate birthdays with lots of thoughtful gestures and so there is plenty of birthday conversation. With Maya’s 7th Birthday a few weeks away we are talking, talking and talking. What was on her wish list this morning…why 17 frangipane tarts please!
Anyway, that aside, all the birthday talk sends me into a reflective space about when this little being came into the world. It reminds me of how she came to be, and that first moment I held her, it reminds me of her birth-day.
Now I do not want this to turn into If you give a Moose a Muffin, but when I think about her birth, I think about how amazing it was, and how I managed to make my birthing dreams come true, and how I managed to survive doing it…then I think about the phenomenal midwife Jayne Alder who took us on as a first birth at home, when many midwives in Australia would or could not. I think about the faith she instilled in me that I was capable to birth naturally at home, and how when I was at a point I thought I was going to die, Jayne lightly told me that birth was going to start soon. Start!!! I remember being so weak from 20 hours of laboring, and still no more than a few cm dilated. I could not stand, but insisting that I be vertical to birth. Cam held me under the arms, and they filled me with supportive energy. Then finally, 24 hours after the first contraction, with piercing agony of my body tearing into two, our baby arrived. I collapsed on the daybed, and held onto new life.
We did not know if we were having a boy or a girl, and after the birth, I held her for so long, before Jayne asked me the gender. Jayne of course knew…we looked over our baby, and we had a girl…we had our precious Maya. Jayne weight her with a hand held sling scale, and our little baby girl was a huge 9lb 20z (4.2 kg). Jayne stitch up my tear, and left us to be with our baby.
A couple of hours later Jayne returned to our home to check on us. When she arrived she had a container of fresh baked muffins. Maybe it was because I had just completed the most physically taxing experience of my life, and maybe I was super hungry, but these muffins were the best muffins I had ever eaten…I think I ate four. Loaded with bran and dried fruit to restore energy, and to keep my system flowing gently after birth. It was just what I needed, and she knew it. I never would have thought, that when we found our midwife, we found the perfect muffin too! So if this Mama’s baby has a birthday, it will reminder her of a midwife and the muffin that went with it too.
Jayne’s Bran Muffins
1 cup flour
1 cup bran
1/3 cup rolled oats
1/2 cup brown sugar
1/2 cup oil ( I use light olive or canola oil)
1 cup milk
1 tsp baking soda
I use this recipe as a base and add any fresh or dried fruit, and the relative spice, that I happen to have. Some of the things I like to use in this recipe: grated apple, bananas, grated carrot, raspberries, blueberries, dried dates, apricots and raisins….have fun and enjoy!
Pre-heat oven to 400˚ Combine flour, bran, sugar, spices and soda. Stir until mixed. Add milk, eggs, oil and stir well. Add oats and fruit. Bake in lined muffin tin for 12-15 minutes. Makes 9 – 12 regular sized muffins.
6 thoughts on “Maya’s Birth and Jayne’s Bran Muffins”
Goosebumps… I have to be honest, when I saw the title I was excitedly speed reading as I thought you were looking for a midwife, as in another baby haha! Beautiful reflection on Maya’s arrival xx
I was with Donna … and even though I did not read any exciting news about impending birth … I was warmed by Maya’s birthing story … and of the place that muffins had in it!
There are so many seemingly small things that we hold on to in our loves and re-purpose … where the muffins were there to nourish you after welcoming Maya into the world, your eat muffins for breakfast, to welcome the day … BTW, you are one of the few families that I know that eats muffins for breakfast… thanks for sharing Kirsten
Ha! No more babies…I dont want to get anyones hoes up, so I changes the title! That would be an exciting announcement though xx
Sorry, no baby, have changed the title now so as not to cause a stir 🙂 I had no idea everyone does not eat muffins for breakfast now and then…I grew up with fresh baked muffins at least once a week! Although thanks to Jayne, I make a much healthier version than my family made. Have a lovely weekend Zoe. xx
Ok. Teared up reading this awesome post. Beautiful story about the birth of your beautiful girl. You are such an incredibly sweet Mama, and always offer a sweet reminder to cherish the small precious moments in life. I love the “If you give a Mama a…..” ~ perfect to include that in a muffin tale……
Let’s have a catch up chat soon. xoxo
Oh Amy, I have been missing you! I keep thinking about your birthday soon, and I can not believe it was one year ago that I came over with a gift for you and you were packing up life and loving again…I have considered jumping on a plane (alone) and coming to surprise you! Cam starts working back in the city in 10 days for all of Summer. So all of a sudden I thought, quick, I can go see Amy before he wont be around to look after the girls! Yes a catch up chat is long over due! xx