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Laughing in the face of dubious advice September 15, 2010

About a week after my encounter with the GP I heeded part of his advice and took the small person to see the homeopath. By this time I was feeling pretty blase about the whole breastfeeding/eating issue and was mainly keeping the appointment out of curiosity – could there really be a homeopathic treatment for ‘disinclined to eat mashed food from a spoon’? Anyhoo, off we went, small, the beloved and I. Things did not get off to a cracking start. It took us about ten minutes and several variations on introductions before the homeopath understood that the beloved is small’s other mother, not my sister, his sister, my friend, my cousin, my mother, my hairdresser, the local lollipop lady or any other random person I might have decided should come and contribute to healthcare decisions pertaining to my son. While she did have some semi-useful suggestions re menu-planning while introducing solid foods, she really lost me for good when she said that all babies should be weaned at nine months or they become too dominant in the parent-child relationship…for ever. After that I was really only hearing elevator music. Except for the bit where she said that babies shouldn’t have peanuts. Nothing to do with allergies mind you, but because they’re basically like eating chocolate and will ruin their kidneys. Good thing we kept the Nutella story to ourselves.

Bad Bad Peanut Butter Biscuits

– makes about 40, if you like peanut butter you will luuurrrve these biscuits

adapted from The Hummingbird Bakery Cookbook, an excellent collection of baked delights

230 grams of unsalted butter, at room temperature

200 grams of caster sugar

200 grams of brown sugar

2 eggs

1 teaspoon of vanilla extract

300 grams of crunchy peanut butter

350 grams of plain flour

2 1/2 teaspoons of bicarbonate of soda

90 grams of dark chocolate, chopped

Preheat your oven to 170 degrees celsius (160 fan forced)

Line 2 baking trays with baking paper

You can use a freestanding mixer or a handheld electric beater

In a large bowl cream the butter and sugars until light and fluffy

Add the eggs one at a time, beating well after each addition and scraping down the sides of the bowl as needed

Mixing on low speed, add the vanilla extract and peanut butter

Sift in the flour and bicarbonate of soda

Mix on low speed to combine well

Stir in the chocolate until evenly spread through the mixture

Spoon generous tablespoonfuls of mixture onto your prepared trays, leaving a good 5 cms between each ball of dough to allow for the mixture spreading (6-8 biscuits per tray will work)

Bake for 8-10 minutes, until just golden

Leave to cool for a few minutes on the tray, then transfer carefully onto wire racks to cool

Repeat until all the mixture is used up

Scoff them down with the visitors whose very presence excused this off-schedule baking activity (am saving my one baking pass this week for a sour cherry custard tart) and wash down generously with tea. Then give one to the baby. Then line up a few family members for future kidney transplants.

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3 Responses to “Laughing in the face of dubious advice”

  1. M-H Says:

    Such rubbish about the peanuts and chocolate. Glad you had elevator music in your head – I might have clocked her! 🙂 My partner is a nursing academic with a PhD in physiology, and her reply to this sort of statement is to look as sweet and innocent as it’s possible for her to do, and say something like “Really? What’s the physiological process behind that?”

    As for dominating the parent-child relationship, when did homeopaths become experts in child psychology? Harumph!

  2. BLF Says:

    I realise that it must be frustrating for you, but personally I do enjoy these stories about how confusing people find two women in a relationship/mothers of a child etc. I get a taste of it when I say things like “both my best friend and her partner are midwives which means [insert comment re your baby wrangling skills/flex working hours/parroted line of sage advice or views on childbirth etc]”. It’s always interesting to see whether they say something like “a male midwife?” or “ah, hold on – so her partner is a girl?”. Usually the latter.

  3. M-H that’s an excellent tactic. Now the trick will be not being blindsided by the ‘say what now?’ moment and recovering quick quick for the comeback! I have managed it occasionally. The first GP to be ditched during my pregnancy told us that our baby would almost certainly have a deformity because it wasn’t conceived naturally. Gesturing from the beloved to myself I said “you do know there’s nothing wrong with me? That we conceived this way because we don’t have any sperm?” Our appointment with mr-ancient-bow-tie-wearer was over pretty fast after that.

    As for homeopaths and child psychology….apparently that’s what happens when homeopathy and anthroposophy meet


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