Food, Glorious Food

This is how Soren feels about food.

Before I had Soren I looked forward to the day I would feed my babies a variety of homemade fruit and vegetable purees, perfectly steamed, carefully liquefied in the food processor, and neatly frozen in ice cube trays. In post-birth real life, I began to dread the introduction of “solids” (i.e. rice cereal, purees, and mushed-up foods). My pre-baby self anticipated a lot more free time for cooking and crafting and reading and doing all the glorious things I thought stay-at-home moms did. And on top of the time issue, I wasn’t excited about having to prepare separate food for Soren at mealtime and then attempt to feed him while feeding myself (I was one of those babies who screamed in between bites because my parents couldn’t get the spoon to my mouth fast enough). So I’d be happy if Soren wanted a breastmilk-only diet until he goes to kindergarten. Is that weird? Luckily, a wise friend recommended I try baby-led weaning. I bought the book right away, and after reading just a few pages I was suddenly looking forward to the imminent new phase of Soren’s life.

We gave it a go a few weeks after his six-month birthday. I wasn’t expecting much action for the first few weeks (or even months, possibly). One of the BLW mantras is “fun until one,” meaning mealtime is playtime for the first few months, and it’s no big deal if the amount of food that actually makes it down his throat is minimal. So I was surprised and delighted when Soren took to the food thing really quickly. He picked up and gnawed on his roasted broccoli as if he’d been eating all his (short) life.

Turns out you don’t need to teach a baby how to feed himself. Just throw some food his way and he’ll figure it out.

His attention span is pretty short when he’s in the high chair, but he’s actually eating! It is so fun to watch him dive in as soon as I place the food on his tray. So far he’s enjoyed banana, pear, avocado, apple, sweet potato, parsnips, butternut squash, carrots, broccoli, cucumber, quinoa, egg/avocado on toast, mango, hummus/pita, green beans, spinach smoothie, and grapefruit. He’s only refused one thing — a piece of a hamburger from Shake Shack. I’m so proud — he clearly knows what’s good for him and what’s not. Or maybe we have a vegetarian baby? Either way, his food-loving parents couldn’t be more thrilled about his latest milestone. Can’t wait to see how he does with tomorrow night’s chicken tikka masala.

Avocados have been a huge hit.

When I’m drinking a smoothie he reaches his hands out for a taste.

Music to My Ears

After weeks of unsuccessful piano lessons*, Soren has finally figured it out.

*Piano lessons are a daily five-minute activity where I try to get Soren to understand that if he hits the white and black rectangles, exciting things happen. Usually he sits on my lap and stares at the keys, occasionally resting his hands on them so lightly that no sound comes out. After a few minutes of nothing happening, I usually play him a song or two, in hopes that he’ll want to try it himself.

My Little Lab Rat

A few months ago Soren picked up a new hobby — participating in research studies. I guess he just likes to do his part to aid doctors and psychologists in their research. He also likes when they offer him toys to say thank you. Sometimes they give me a little bit of cash or a Target gift card. I thought about putting the money into an account for Soren to use someday, but then I decided it would be more fun if we went out to lunch instead.

Soren’s first study was more of a product test. It’s technically a secret, so I can’t say much about it, but I can say that it involved a visit to our home from world-renowned pediatrician Harvey Karp (of “The Happiest Baby on the Block” fame). When Soren was tiny, Tim and I quickly came to love Dr. Karp’s magic tricks for soothing, so when we had the chance to receive a personal visit from the legend himself we jumped at the chance. We sort of felt like celebrities, since Dr. Karp has worked with the likes of Madonna, Michelle Pfieffer, and Pierce Brosnan. He took time to answer all our questions, and was nice beyond belief. He loved Soren, even after Soren spit up all over him.

It’s pretty fun to have a famous doctor and best selling author visit your home.

Over the last few weeks, Soren has participated in two more studies — one through Harvard, one through Boston University. One is looking at cognitive development and mimicking, the other is investigating social interactions. In the photo below, Soren is watching a little video with smiley faces bouncing around. He spent the first half of the video looking around the dark room, completely uninterested in the screen. Since I do all I can to prevent him from watching TV or looking at computer screens, I was thrilled that he wasn’t sucked in. Let’s hope he didn’t skew the results of the study by ignoring it.

Soren wasn’t sure what to think of Harvard’s lab for developmental studies.

 

What’s for Dinner?

As evening approaches each day, I pay Tim a visit in the office to ask if he has any ideas for dinner. His answer is almost always, “I don’t know.” (And if he does have a suggestion, it’s usually fajitas, macaroni and cheese, or nachos.)

So… we’re terrible at planning meals. I would love it if someone gave me a list of dinner ideas and tasked me with choosing the recipes, shopping for groceries, and cooking the food. I thoroughly enjoy cooking and am happy to make dinner — it’s just the initial brainstorming that stumps me. If anyone knows of a great blog or website that offers weekly menus, please let me know.

So in case any of you are in the same boat, I thought I’d share my list of what we’ve been eating lately:

Roasted Veggie and Black Bean Burritos, photo courtesy Aggie’s Kitchen

  • Braided Reubens: This was a fun change from our usual dinners. It could use a lot more filling than what’s called for. Tim suggested adding a Reuben-appropriate dressing next time.
  • Whole Wheat Crepes with Honey Cream Cheese: These were great for Sunday pre-church brunch. They didn’t taste wheaty at all and were lovely with strawberries and bananas inside.
  • Martha’s Bean Burritos: I suppose most people don’t need a recipe for bean burritos… but sometimes I do. For this recipe, I upped the rice, added chipotle chiles in adobo sauce instead of jalapenos, and added cayenne and chili pepper. I mixed everything together to stuff the burritos.
  • Mushroom Risotto: This recipe will knock your socks off. I didn’t use dried mushrooms (just extra fresh) and I also left out the truffle oil. Divine.
  • Summer Vegetable Tostadas: We’ve made these on a few occasions, and I love ’em every time. The recipe calls for chicken, but I leave it out since we go meatless most nights. We add a little more heat than the recipe calls for.
  • California BLT with Avocado and Basil Mayonnaise: Avocados have been around $0.60 apiece at Costco lately, so we’ve been downing them like crazy. I’m just waiting for Costco to start selling nitrate-free bacon so I can quit buying small packages at TJ’s that disappear much too quickly. The basil mayo in this recipe is really fun.

photo courtesy theKitchn

  • Fried Rice: Fried rice is another dish that probably doesn’t necessitate a recipe. But sometimes I need reminders on fried rice essentials, like using cold rice. We usually leave out the meat and add carrots, mushrooms, peppers, snow peas, etc. And I don’t add water to the soy sauce like it suggests.
  • Roast Chicken with Balsamic Peppers: I only started liking peppers a few years ago, and now I love them. I double the peppers for this super easy recipe.
  • Arugula Pesto: Tim and I go back and forth about whether we like regular (basil) pesto or this version better. The conclusion is that we love both. I use considerably less garlic than she calls for in this recipe.
  • Sausage and Brie Sandwiches with Red Pepper Coulis: I’ve had a few packs of chicken/apple sausages in my freezer for awhile, and this was a perfect way to use them. The coulis didn’t have a strong enough red pepper taste for my liking, so next time I’ll cut back on the other ingredients. Love the brie with the sausage.
  • Roasted Butternut Squash Pizza with Caramelized Onions: If I could only eat one type of pizza for the rest of my life, this would be it. We use the Cook’s Illustrated pizza dough recipe.
  • Ina’s Mac and Cheese: I use an apple-smoked Gruyere for this (plus cheddar) and it’s perfection. I leave out the tomatoes and use homemade wheat breadcrumbs instead of white. And no butter on top — the breadcrumbs do just fine without it. And my figure is better off without it.

Oh, did you want a few side dish and dessert ideas, too?

photo courtesy Smitten Kitchen

  • Lemon Bars: Every time I make lemon bars I wonder if I should branch out and try a new recipe or stick with the classic Ina. Ina always wins. Although, she likes sugar a little too much — you really only need two cups of it in the lemon mixture instead of the three she calls for.

And now it’s 4:15 p.m. and I’m out of dinner ideas. I think we’ll order Thai.

Six-Month Recap

Soren passed his six-month checkup today, so I better record his stats before he grows any bigger.

(Side note: Soren showed his first signs of stranger anxiety for Dr. Oren. He burst into tears at the doctor’s first hello. I’m gearing myself up to leave him for the first time at my gym’s nursery, so let’s hope he doesn’t hate the nice ladies there like he hates his doctor.)

One month old — 23 inches (98th percentile) and 10 lbs 7 oz (75th percentile)

Two months old — 25 inches (beyond the 99th percentile, but Tim reminds me there is no such thing as the 100th percentile) and 13 lbs 1 oz (75th percentile)

Three months old

Four months old — 25.5″ (75th percentile) and 15 lbs 4 oz (50th percentile)

Five months old

Six months old — 27 inches (75th percentile) and 18 lbs 2 oz (70th percentile)

 

Half a Year

This boy is six months old. It feels like it’s been a million years since the amazing August day of his birth. My greatest accomplishments over the last half a year have been 1) keeping my child alive and 2) managing to take a shower every day.

For the Grandparents

I’m usually out of the loop when it comes to popular videos on YouTube. (I didn’t know what Gangnam Style was until, like, yesterday.) When friends email or post videos on Facebook/blogs, I rarely click to view. Especially if the videos are of their kids. So I totally understand that very few people care about videos of my kid. But I’m pretty sure grandparents are the exception. So, for you four grandparents, here is the link to my YouTube channel, filled with admittedly boring videos of my darling baby.

Below is one of the more exciting Soren videos. He has a pretty cute laugh. For a little while, I was a total failure at getting him to laugh. He bestowed his first giggles upon our friend Brenda — when I wasn’t even home. I missed it. I cried actual tears. Tim and I tried the rest of the day to get him to laugh at us, but he wouldn’t budge. The next day, Soren did it again — this time for our friends Annie and Allan. I was convinced he would never laugh for his own mother. Luckily, he’s come around, and it’s a little easier now to get him to let out those cute chuckles.

Evening Giggles

Four Years

Four years ago I stepped out of a Bolt Bus from New York and found myself in the middle of my first Boston blizzard. My only two local friends picked me up at South Station and delivered me to my new apartment in nearby Somerville. My roommates were complete strangers, my upstairs neighbors were the noisiest Boston townies I’ve ever encountered, and my first day of grad school (at a school I’d never even visited) was the next day. I was a little nervous. So that night, I did the one thing that always brings me comfort — I went grocery shopping. I spent more than a few minutes scraping the ice and snow off my car, and though I’d only been living in Massachusetts for about two hours, I felt like I’d already become a tough New Englander. I kind of liked it.

On Monday I celebrated my four-year Bostoversary by reminiscing about that snowy night and doing a few of my favorite things — grocery shopping (Costco and Market Basket), going to the gym, and eating an array of delicious pastries from Modern (chocolate mousse, rum cake, and a chocolate florentine, in case you were wondering).

I love celebrating my Bostoversary because I’m crazy about Boston. In all the seven years I spent in Utah, I never felt at home there. And while I love Northern Virginia and the area where I grew up, it’s changed so much in the last 10+ years that I don’t even know my way around my own hometown anymore.

I just spent too many minutes scanning through pictures from the last four years to see what Boston-y goodies I could find. Here are a few randoms…

We love Newport for its mansions, seafood, and coastal views. We’re members of The Preservation Society of Newport County so we can get into all the houses and tours anytime.

 

It’s nice to know the Ben & Jerry’s factory is just a state away. It’s also nice to have about a million ice cream shops within walking distance of our house.

 

The key to surviving a Boston winter is to stay inside a lot.

 

Sometimes (OK, one time) we go lobster fishing in Maine.

 

Tim and I each eat an apple a day. They’re best when we’ve picked them ourselves.

 

I’m happiest when I’m near the ocean. This was off the Gloucester coast.

 

Portland is frigid in the winter. But the lighthouse is pretty.

Boston has been so good to me — I earned my master’s degree, I found a dreamy husband, and I birthed a really cute baby here. I’m looking forward to more great years in the Bay State!

Eating Out

Whenever I’m getting ready to leave the house, I take a moment to make sure my purse is stocked with snacks. If I’m leaving to run a few errands, a granola bar or piece of fruit will usually suffice. If I’m headed to church, I might need something a little more substantial. No matter my destination, I won’t be caught without food. I get in a bit of a panic if I think I might go hungry. It’s pretty stressful.

So how great is it that Soren — who likes to eat all the time — doesn’t require me to plan ahead for his meals when we’re on the go. No extra food weighing down my purse. No bottles, no formula. It’s one of the many beauties of breastfeeding. In Soren’s almost five months of life, he’s eaten out quite a bit. After feeding him at a number of interesting locations, I started keeping a mental list of all his favorite “breastaurants.”

  • Costco (This is probably my most frequent public nursing spot — sometimes in the car in the parking lot, sometimes in an office chair in an aisle, once in a super comfy leather recliner.)
  • A gas station parking lot when Soren was 11 days old and we had to drive to a faraway town to pick up a U-Haul
  • At Diaper Lab, in the middle of a cloth diapering workshop
  • Regina Pizzeria
  • Honey Pot Hill Orchards in Stow, MA
  • Sitting on a bench in the seaside lawn at Coolidge Reservation in Manchester-by-the-Sea

Nothing beats feeding my baby while looking out at the ocean.

  • Rockport, MA, in the car
  • IKEA (Bless that family restroom.)
  • Target (In case you ever decide to try this, be aware that their furniture is often on display at the end of the aisle up on a little platform… it’s kind of like sitting on a little stage for all passersby to see. A better option is the fitting room.)
  • During the viewing at Gram’s funeral

Nursing buddies are the best. Camilla, Page, and I fed our babies (born within a month of each other) during Gram’s viewing.

  • At the cemetery after Gram’s burial
  • A Chipotle somewhere between Virginia and Massachusetts
  • Babies R Us (I’ve been inside this store one time, and I never want to return. It gave me a headache, and their nursing room wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.)
  • A million times at church (usually in the mother’s room, sometimes during classes, and once on the front row during sacrament meeting when I didn’t want to miss my nieces’ speaking parts in their Primary program)
  • Harvard’s outdoor football stadium
  • M3 in Davis Square (the most amazing chicken and waffles of all time)
  • On a stranger’s porch in Nashua, NH (We drove up to attend a President Obama rally, but we missed getting in by about 50 people. We hung around outside to at least listen to his speech, and a kind stranger let us use his porch.)

Soren didn’t even know he was listening to President Obama’s actual voice. All he cares about is milk.

  • Tacos Colima in Nashua, NH
  • On the Appalachian Trail, during a family hike
  • Not Your Average Joe’s (Tim’s free birthday dinner)
  • Concord Bookshop
  • At Newton-Wellesley Hospital, during our infant/child CPR and safety class
  • On airplanes from Boston to Missouri and back
  • Children’s Hospital (long story)
  • In the car, while driving to VA from Boston (We only had 30 minutes left, it was late at night, and I didn’t want to stop. So I leaned over Soren’s carseat and fed him without either of us removing our safety belts.)

So… basically I’m dreading the day I have to start feeding Soren real food. I’m wondering how long I can get away with doing breastmilk only?

Graduation

Soren said farewell to his baby bassinet two weeks ago. When he was swaddled and sleeping, his head and toes brushed the top and bottom of his bed — probably not the most comfortable way to sleep. Tim was ready to send Soren to his crib in his own room, but I couldn’t let my baby leave my side just yet.

Now he’s graduated to a bigger and better co-sleeper next to our bed, with plenty of space to kick his feet. He loves it so much he thanks us by occasionally sleeping seven or eight hours at a stretch. He doesn’t love daytime sleep, however, and rarely naps longer than 30 minutes. One day I told him I was going to run away from home if he didn’t shape up. That night he slept 10 hours, so I guess I’ll stick around.