My baby likes her food
Anyone have a baby that likes to eat or that needs to eat for survival?
Here is how I feed mine.
Buy some vegetables like these squash.
Scoop out the seeds making sure not to stick them in your nose or ear holes.
Place on a cookie sheet orange side down. Pour some water onto the cookie sheet and bake until soft.
Then start baby food production. This was a large batch that also included baked sweet potatoes and steamed peas. Use whatever vegis you have. Try cooking some brown rice, beans or lentils for some protein and nutritional diversity.
Throw it all in your handy-dandy food processor. If you don't have a food processor slowly pre-chew the vegi's one bite at a time...or find another less disgusting way to mash it up.
Fill some empty baby food jars then freeze. Notice the lovely vibrant colors not found in the store bought variety. Don't forget to lick the spoon once you are finished.
The following information is top secret and I will only disclose it if you promise not to tell my picky food hating three year old.
Tomato soup (which Silas actually likes) is made sweeter, creamier and healthier with a couple frozen sweet potato "muffins" stirred in.
I have thrown sweet potato and squash puree in various soups and sauces to add a sweet and creamy boost of vitamin A. The flavors of both are so mild they remain undetected.
I have been known to add a "muffin" of sweet potato to a fruit and yogurt smoothy to keep my vegi despising preschooler from dying of malnutrition. So far he hasn't noticed. p.s - don't use beat puree....even though it is the same color as the blueberries in the smoothie, they will notice and your husband will think you're a freak.
With bags full of colorful baby food in the freezer I always have convenient fast dinner ready to feed my little baby bird.
It's been a crazy roller coaster week....which may be why I'm choosing to do a post about baby food. Odd for me I know...as I usually process out loud here.
God has shown me so tangibly that even at my most overwhelmed, discouraged, and stressed I am still a part of God's bigger plan. He sees, he knows, and he is sovereign. I worry about things that he is already taking care of. Recently, as I locked myself in the bathroom to cry to God for help while the hoards of children ran amok he was already taking care of the very thing that I was freaking out about. The phone rang with good and surprising news within minutes of my pathetic episode.
His timing has almost been comical. It has left me on several occasions seeing his hand working very clearly and leaving me feeling a little ashamed for having doubted...or thinking I need to have meetings with God in the bathroom more often.
We have on going stress, circumstances, unknowns, and challenges...but we are seeing God move and work though it all.
I will share more about it all later. For now I am processing it all, and taking life one day at a time.