Not Me Monday: Mother’s Day edition
- I did not eat bacon THREE TIMES on Mother’s Day
- For breakfast on an English muffin with cheese (lovingly prepared by Darling Husband)
- For lunch on a Teen burger (my absolute fave)
- For supper with an omelet and toast (made with Little Sis for our dear mama)
- I did not beg for Darling Husband’s noise cancellation headphones so I could sleep in while he took care of Baby Boy … and then get annoyed because he wouldn’t let me roll over in them because I might break them. I’m not a high-maintenance sleeper-inner.
- I did not sit across from Darling Husband at lunch and say, “OK, tell me all of the reasons that I’m a great mother … Go ahead!” I am nothing if not modest.
- I did not pass off Baby Boy (and his stinky poo diaper) to Darling Husband and announce, “It’s Mother’s Day. Here you go!”
It’s my first Mother’s Day!
Happy Mother’s Day to all of the lovely mommies out there!
Here are my wishes for you on this special day:
- That you get to sleep in!
- That your husband makes you breakfast (preferably in bed)
- That you get a much-deserved break from cleaning and cooking and general household drudgery (however short)
- That you get a card with a MEANINGFUL hand-written message that talks about how fantastic you are, how needed, how important, etc.
- That you feel your husband and child/children really understand and appreciate how much you do every single day
xoxo
Mmm, discs of squished chicken!
When I first started making homemade baby food, I struggled with chicken. I wanted to have some baby-friendly chicken servings in the freezer, so he could have something protein-y to go with his veggies and carbs — the boy loves his carbs.
So I followed the instructions in all the baby cookbooks, and boiled it in water, pureed it into a sick powdery substance, added some water, and pureed again.
It was GROSS.
Dry and crumbly and just … not chicken.
No wonder Baby Boy wasn’t a fan of protein.
My more recent attempt was MUCH more successful, so here it is …
Chicken à la Bébé
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| Cook two boneless chicken breasts in a slowcooker 1 cup water. |
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| Transfer to a cutting board. |
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| Use a handy choppy-chop to mince it up (sort of the consistency of chicken salad pieces) |
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| Scoop the chopped chicken into ice trays or a silicone muffin pan. |
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| Scoop up some of the chicken broth-y goodness. |
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| Pour it into the cups and pat gently, so the chicken is smooth on top. |
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| Pop your tray in the freezer. Dump the frozen chicken discs into a labeled baggie. |
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| When you need a serving of chicken, pop a frozen disc onto a plate, microwave on the defrost setting for a couple of minutes, and VOILA — moist, baby-sized bites of chicken. |
Bon appetit, babies!
What’s in a name?
When I make homemade baby food, I’ve never been content to just label the bags with the name of the fruit or vegetable. I like to make my own names for my concoctions. It’s pretty much the best part.
Here’s a peek at some the baggies in my freezer right now:
- Apple-Banana Blast (apples and bananas)
- Blueberry Bliss (blueberries and apples)
- Sufferin’ Succotash (lima beans, peas and corn)
- Prairie Harvest (parsnips and turnip)
- Enchanted Forest (blackberries and apples)
- California Mix (brocolli, cauliflower and baby carrots)
Because of my creative liberties, it’s not unusual for us to have conversations like this:
ME: What did you give Baby Boy for lunch?
DARLING HUSBAND: Some “forest” stuff and two cubes of “farm harvest” or something. You and your names!
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