5yo: “I only know the name of one boy at school.”
Me: “Oh? Who?”
5yo: “Ugh-lass, but he likes to be called ‘Douglas’.”
Yields 12 muffins
- 2 cups blueberries, divided
- 3/4 cup and 1 tablespoon sugar, divided
- 2 cups all-purpose flour
- 1 teaspoon cinnamon
- 2 teaspoons baking powder
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 2/3 cup buttermilk
- 1/4 cup (1/2 stick) unsalted butter, melted
- 1/4 cup vegetable oil
- 2 large eggs
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
For the lemon sugar topping:
- 1/4 cup sugar
- Zest of 1 lemon
Preheat the oven to 400 degrees F. Line a 12-cup standard muffin tin with paper liners or coat with nonstick spray; set aside.
In a medium saucepan, combine 1 cup blueberries and 1 tablespoon sugar. Bring to a boil; reduce heat to low and simmer, stirring occasionally, until sauce has thickened, about 5 minutes. Let cool 10-15 minutes.
To make the lemon sugar topping, combine the sugar and lemon zest, rubbing the zest into the sugar with your fingertips; set aside.
In a large bowl, combine the flour, remaining 3/4 cup sugar, cinnamon, baking powder and salt.
In a large glass measuring cup or another bowl, whisk together the buttermilk, butter, vegetable oil, eggs and vanilla.
Pour mixture over dry ingredients and stir using a rubber spatula just until moist.
Add the remaining 1 cup blueberries and gently toss to combine.
Scoop the batter evenly into the muffin tray. Top each muffin with 1 teaspoon blueberry jam, swirling into the batter using figure eight motions. Sprinkle with lemon sugar mixture.
Place into oven and bake for 15-17 minutes, or until a tester inserted in the center comes out clean.
Remove from oven and cool on a wire rack.
I love my job..even when I have to deal with all of the political bullshit that’s a part of the hospital setting. It’s all worth it. I get to do things most people could never do. Holding a little 24 weekers impossibly tiny hand with my index finger just so she knows she’s not alone. Pouring love into every isolette. Willing these babies to just keep surviving. They didn’t ask for this struggle but they’ve accepted the challenge. It’s inspiring and sometimes tragic.
I can’t help but talk about it constantly. These kids need their stories told. I ponder on what their lives are going to be like, what kind of person they’ll grow up to be. It inspires me to want to be the best parent I can be. If I’m one day lucky enough to have a little boy or girl of my own I hope I live up to the challenge just like all of my patients. I hope I’ll make them half as proud as they’ve made me.
So maybe I am just “baby crazy” but if you experienced babies like I do you would be, too.
I know you don’t remember me, but I remember you. We met during an incredibly stressful time, under the bright glare and nervous energy of an operating room in a near panic. I was in surgical scrubs, cap, mask and gloves. You were newly born and struggling to live.
It was a…
This pretty much sums it up.
This video was so beautifully done. This is why I do what I do.