DIY Projects, making a plan

Making Baby Food

It happened to me again tonight. Another mother said I was amazing and that she could never do what I do.

First of all, that’s crap.

Second, she is a great mother. She gives so freely of her heart to both the children she gave life to and those who came to her through marriage, even when her love is not returned, even rejected.  I admire that about her a lot.

Our families  were having dinner together tonight, and she was admiring my refrigerator (Yes, I know how lame that sounds, but whatever, I like my fridge.). She opened my freezer and noticed the ice cube trays were filled with something orange.  When I told her it was baby food for Thor, she looked at me with a look of a combination of amazement, bewilderment, and shame.  She told me she didn’t know how to do that, and her kids had never been able to have homemade baby food.  When I told her it wasn’t hard at all to do, it was obviously she didn’t believe me and the conversation moved on.

But even now, I’m bothered by her disappointment in herself.  Ladies, it really isn’t that hard to make homemade baby food, I’ll show you. Before I do, I want you to remember something. If you do not make your own, and you buy whatever you can from Wal-Mart, that doesn’t make you a second-class mom. Moms have been buying store bought food for decades and you know what? Their kids are now happy, healthy, contributing members of society too. So, there will be no self-mom-shame about this. Okay?

 

Here is what you need:

  1.       A pot with a lid OR a steamer of some kind
  2.       A blender OR food processor
  3.       Ice cube trays
  4.       Desired vegetables

 

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DIY Projects, Story Time

For Real, It’s Not Magic

 

A few years ago, I took a class from a woman at our church on how to make bread.   It was just a 15 or 20 of us sitting in the back corner of the gym on a Saturday morning, but it really was a turning point for me and my outlook on much of how I run my home.

Janette was in her late 60’s, her family had been member of our church since before anyone could remember.  Her and her husband raised 5 sons who were all happily married with children of their own and all living within 30 miles of home.   I first meet her early in my college career, she hosted a Sunday lunch after church that was open to anyone.   There were usually 3-4 of her son’s and their families, anywhere from 2-20 college kids and anyone else who looked lost and hungry after church.     Because of these lunches, which I should point out is one of the only ways I survived college, her cooking skills were known far and wide.    Especially her homemade rolls and homemade jelly that was served with every meal.

It. Was. Amazing.

So when I heard that she was teaching how to make those amazing rolls I had to go, even if I never got it right I had to at least try.  As we were getting set up a few of the woman were laughingly doubting their potential bread making skills. (I was one of them for sure) She stopped us and said that making bread really was easy, but that for some reason the skill had been elevated to almost celebrity status.   She added that lots of woman who know how to do it, want to keep it that way, like they have skill that makes them superior to the rest of us.  That they have a domestic magic.  It was after that day that I started to wonder if all the mothers around me, who’s lives looks so perfect and put together, were just faking it.  Maybe they did not all possess some magic that was out of my reach, maybe it really was just smoke and mirrors.

She is right it really is pretty easy to make your own bread or rolls, I’ll show you sometime.

Because for real, it’s not magic.

DIY Projects

Google

My Mom has been staying with me for the last week or so because my husband is out-of-town. Tonight over our nightly cup of tea (yes I know that makes me sound about 100 years old, whatever I like tea), I looked at her and said, “Mom, what did you do before google?” She smiled and asked what made me ask such a thing? Here is what I explained to her.

I’ve been working on cleaning out a spot in our yard,  I had gone as far as I could without cutting down a bunch of tall grass and weeds. So, I went to the shop and pulled out our Weed Whacker. Now, I’ve used them before, not much , but enough to get it started.  For the record, my sons were very impressed when it started on the 4th pull. I had reclaimed a solid 7 square feet when I ran out of string.

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