Back when I was gestating and thus an infinitely better mom than I am now, I envisioned myself making delicious and nutritious meals for A from scratch each night.
I perused wholesomebabyfood.com like there was no tomorrow, mentally bookmarking tons of recipes that would nurture my baby mozart and prove my devotion one chickpea at a time. Nevermind that I wouldn’t know quinoa if it slapped my face and made me call it mama; my kid would dine on nothing but love and organic awesomeness.
Ha ha, right? Last night A consumed:
–cantaloupe (his favorite)
–cheese (no wait, this is his favorite)
–baby bean burritos (frozen, but healthy!)
–grilled chicken (half of one piece only–a meat eater he is not)
–half a strawberry-banana yogurt
What kind of jacked-up meal is that? Am I the only one throwing random food combinations at my poor child? Please tell me I’m not alone.