Faye Turns Two! Vegan Pancake Birthday Cake Recipe
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“I am two” were the first words she said this morning, waking up unusually early and bouncing all over the bed.
Here we are!
Two times around the sun ✨🎂✨
Our little sunflower is growing big and strong. And just like that I am the mother of a two year old.
Getting to know this little person better in every moment but also feeling as if I have always known her is a pretty special way of spending my days.
Guiding and being guided in this role of motherhood. Always learning, always teaching.
Life has never been warmer, sunnier and more joyful, Happy Birthday, little one!
We celebrated by telling Faye her birth story, a Montessori “walking around the sun” ceremony, wearing her birthday crown and a vegan homemade birthday cake. We set up and decorated her birthday table with fresh flowers and her birthday ring. (A German tradition) She sang herself a birthday song over and over and seemed very pleased with the whole scenario.
Then we all headed to a kids bicycle & scooter park, as this was my best guess at what Faye would want to do with her day. She was riding for hours! Some of her lovely neighbour friends came along and we shared some cake in the afternoon!
She blew bubbles and bubbles and more bubbles.
She unwrapped a gift.
By 6pm (her usual bedtime is 8) Faye fell asleep in my arms and was too tired to speak or eat dinner.
Whoops. I totally thought we kept it simple and didn’t want to overwhelm her...🤷🏼♀️ She sure had a good day! And hopefully it was somewhat meaningful, magical, yet simple!
You might have guessed it: I LOVE BIRTHDAYS!
I got a lot of questions/comments on the cake when I shared it on Instagram so here is the recipe:





I have been tossing up if I wanted to share Faye's birth story with the world or to keep it private.
It's her story too, after all...
But then I remembered how much I had been empowered & inspired by all the positive birth stories that other women had shared. Sharing these stories feels very important to me, especially since there are always so many horror stories being told about birth.
One word upfront: I wrote this story down when it was all very fresh. Lying in bed, typing it with one hand on my phone. It has not been edited nor been creatively written. It just the words as they came to me at the time. Real and raw...