There is a loaf of banana bread in the oven for our Bible study tomorrow night. I have been relying on our nice friends to bring us treats so I didn't have to bake since Hadley was "baking". But, every once in awhile, I get the energy and motivation to make something special for us to enjoy.
And that burst of energy is what motivated me, at 8 months pregnant, to make the s'mores bundt cake that changed me life.
I was in the grocery store on a Wednesday, buying cocoa and marshmallows for my cake, when I ran into a former student's dad. He raved about his daughter's new school, and slipped in a promo: "If you're ever looking for a job, you should apply to this school." It turns out that this dad hadn't been to this grocery store in at least two years. I had just updated my resume that week and was ready to start applying.
My new school has restored my love of teaching and has deepened my faith in God. I come home happier, less stressed, and am learning about being a better parent to Hadley. This is more than a cake can do. I am thankful that God brought me to where I am now. It makes me wonder where else a little motivation can take me.







