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pride – a deeper love
By heather | July 22, 2007
Today was a day that started full of promise and wound up a little disappointing. Days when I wake up with nothing scheduled at first seem so great – I have all the time in the world! – but then often get frittered away on mundane crap, then I’m just irritated by the evening.
Things like cleaning, or locating a roll of toilet paper, realizing there is none, going to the store, forgetting why I went, etc.
Today I ended up making baby food. (Which of course had to start with a trip to the grocery store.)
When I first started making baby food, all my friends couldn’t believe it.
I got heartfelt comments like “You must be Super Mom!” or “You’re crazy with working full time!” – comments that secretly made me feel smug. Back when Alex ate fruit and vegetables it WAS easy. I had two great books Blender Baby Food and the Petit Appetit Cookbook where most of the under 8-month recipes consisted of “steam fruit/toss in blender”.
Now though, he’s got teeth, and is approaching that stage where he mostly eats what we eat, albeit still blended or chopped up. This is a problem, because I don’t want my so far pure-fed baby to eat the crap that I eat. I don’t want him consuming hot dogs full of salty process-y chemicals.
We eat sandwiches at least one night a week and if I’m on my own for dinner I’ll eat a bowl of cereal. These days, making baby food is damn hard. The only thing that keeps me from running to the store to buy little jars of pre-blended-baby-food-convenience is pride. Because this is like, cooking, for real. And using fresh stuff that a lot of times has grown a head and stinky feet by the time I get around to it.
With that in mind, I spent the whole day today lovingly preparing meal plans and food for my child. Until we got to steaming the carrots, when Alex and I went into the living room and started singing Rocket Dog, and Brett came in and shouted “What’s burning?!?! ” and it was the pot.
Black smoke chugging from the pot like a diesel engine, because I had let all the water steam off. In my defense I did set the timer, I guess I just didn’t hear it over the barking.
And before you ask, yes I threw the carrots out and didn’t attempt to feed them to him. (And yes I tasted them just to see how bad they were…like licking the driveway.) So anyway, now I get to buy new pots and pans. Because you can’t be Super Mom otherwise.
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