I’m mostly posting this so I don’t forget the recipe. Didn’t take a photo or anything, which is a shame, actually, because it was the prettiest plate of food I’ve eaten in a while. Served it with pork chops, green beans, and a beer-mustard pan sauce.
Steam: 3 carrots (peeled and chopped) and 2 red potatoes (peeled and chopped)
Puree these with: 2 tbsp butter, 5.3 oz container fat free Greek yogurt, salt and pepper
Super simple, but so good. The boy is extremely angry right now because we ran out. And now I will remember how I made it.
It took me a long time to ease into motherhood. For a long time, when people asked me how motherhood was treating me (please stop asking questions like that, people), I would tell them that it was harder than I expected. After I said that, I would feel immensely stupid. Of course it’s hard. I knew it was going to be hard. What I didn’t expect was how weak I would turn out to be. That I would get so frustrated so easily. That I wouldn’t be able to feed my child the way I wanted to, or keep him healthy, or respond to his tears and tantrums with boundless love. But I’ve learned a lot in my 20 months as a mother, and at long last, I’m starting to feel like I can handle motherhood. I even feel like a good mother from time to time. I don’t pretend to have any of the big answers that so many other internet idiots will say for gosh-darn certain are true (breastfeed! but only until they’re one! until they’re three! give them milk as long as they’ll take it! co-sleep! oh no you’ll squish your baby! use a pacifier! pacifiers are evil! blah blah blah blah blah!) but I do have some small, concrete tidbits to offer up to new mothers or mothers-to-be. They are 100% small potatoes, but that doesn’t mean they won’t make your life at least 10% easier.