So I’m on a 15min cafe break at school and baby #3 is demanding an orange poppyseed muffin. The urge being too strong I hastily scan 6 cafes in Degraves Street only to find that today there are no muffins to match my craving! I’m desperate and look for a suitable substitute and at my last stop find my treasure- an orange and poppy seed is there waiting for me. I go to order and baby does a backflip as it sets its sights on a fat mouthwatering dark choc and raspberry muffin sitting along side my initial selection. I get tongue tied ordering and ask for the choc raspberry only to change my mind after she has bagged it and go with my original craving. The girl behind the counter looks annoyed to say the least and yes I guess I am too. I can’t have both but I sure as hell want to- I blame the baby to the girl pointing at my expanding belly and smile sheepishly. I walk off tearing the top off the muffin and throwing out the rest- that’s all I wanted anyway.
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