It’s funny isn’t it, the way we place so much pressure on ourselves to achieve and do big things in our lives so that we feel like we have contributed to the world. Except somehow we make it about other people and their expectations on us. We never take responsibility for our own expectations on ourselves. When in truth, the only person putting them there is you.
I have been doing a great deal of work this year on myself and exploring what it means to live authentically and without projecting my feelings and crap on to other people. It’s been a big journey which is no where near finished, but I feel I am making great progress. I have found that honesty to myself and to other people is the only way. Open communication and sharing my experiences with others has helped me form some of the closest relationships that I will ever have. I have also been able to witness other people break down their walls and cut through the bullshit to get to the core of what is holding them back in life. And for them to feel empowered to turn themselves around is truly awesome.
My work and life has become increasingly busier and busier over the last few months and whilst it is frickin’ exciting, it also gets completely chaotic. I feel like most of the time I am walking through a minefield ready to set off an IMED (Improvised Meltdown Explosive Device). It might be my 4 year old or my 2 year old that loses their shit… but to be honest, most of the time it’s me. I’m pretty good at it too.
Anyway, just recently I’ve been asking myself “what the heck am I doing all this stuff for?” “What difference am I actually making in my life and in others”. My friend sat me down with a medicinal cider and told me to stop that nonsense. It doesn’t matter how many people I reach or make a difference too, it’s the fact that I am trying to be a better person and most of all a mum to my two kids. The fact that I am leading them to live a healthy and fit lifestyle through teaching them about good choices, providing them with a safe environment to feel and be emotional. But most of all loving them. In saying that my 4 year old is sitting next to me farting like a sailor who just got let out of a submarine and can finally let go… not loving that.
Drop the body armour and let people in. Shake off those expectations and find out what makes you happy and enjoying life. Do that instead.
I made this sweet potato bake for a beautiful friend of mine whose hubby is a fly in fly out worker and she has a gorgeous new bubba. She inhaled it. Not even a leftover ;P But a happy Mum means a happy bub.
- 2 medium sized sweet potatoes sliced evenly and about 2-3 mm thick.
- 1/4 brown onion finely sliced
- 2-3 rashers of bacon diced
- 1/4 – 1/3 cup of coconut milk
- garlic granules (about 2 tsps)
- sea salt to season
- Coconut oil to grease
- Pre-heat your oven to 200 degrees celsius.
- Grease a pyrex dish/baking (about 30cm x 20cm) with some coconut oil.
- Overlap and layer the bottom of the tray with some of the slices of sweet potato until all the bottom of the dish is covered.
- Sprinkle some of the onion out and then the bacon on the sweet potato.
- Season with some garlic granules and salt.
- Then take about half of the coconut milk and drizzle that over the layer. You don’t want to drown the potato bake so be sparing on the coconut milk if it’s really runny. If it’s thicker just dollop some over the layer.
- Repeat the process again to make a second layer.
- Place the dish in the oven for 1 hour. In the last 15-20 minutes cover the dish with aluminium foil so the top does not burn.
Ta Da! Sweet Potato Bake! You could always continue the layering for a larger potato bake or make it in a larger dish. Just double the recipe 🙂