Eating My Humble Cheesecake
“DON’T LICK THAT!” I shrieked in a strained, unfamiliar voice. My one-year-old daughter put the dirty spatula in her mouth anyway, covered in cheesecake batter with six raw eggs in the mix. I moved to snatch it away and tripped over the long rubber feet of the baby bouncer cradling my tightly-swaddled five week-old son. The semi-athletic reach gave an aching reminder that it was time to nurse and my stitches hadn’t quite healed yet. I recovered the spatula and tried to open m