Tuesday, 21 January 2014

On Making Baby food



 















 


On the left, a breakfast stack: plum, apple, rhubarb and yoghurt.  On the right a dinner stack: silverbeet, squash, lambs fry and potato

I love all things food.  So it's no surprise that I also love pretty much everything about making food for our new little person.  And lucky for me, she seems to also love food, and besides bananas, she's been quite keen on trying pretty much anything we throw her way.
 
At this stage we're still keeping it pretty simple.  I often forget that being born a little early, Etta's not quite her age
.  We're not worried about it - it's just how she is.  At 8 months, she just started sitting by herself.  She still has no teeth, and no sign of almost teeth.  And her system seems a little slower too.  We tried feeding her finger foods and although she enjoyed it, not only has she really, really choked*a few times, but the more solid foods have passed through her system untouched (these are foods she has no trouble processing when mushy).  So while I know other babies her age have a far more complex cuisine, I'm happy just cruising along at Etta-speed.

So we're still on purées**, but man, I love purées. 

The three things I love most about them are:

a) simplicity
b) process
c) colour

There's an honesty in basic, unaltered foods.  Making food for Etta has helped me to appreciate the essence of simple foods.  I've learned that a mashed potato, with no salt, no pepper or milk, still tastes great.  Just potato is earthy, soft and hearty.  Just potato is fantastic.  Remembering exactly what just potato tastes like helps me know what I can do in grown up cooking to bring out that Just potato flavour in meals.

And although baby food from the supermarket is supposed to be pretty natural, who really knows?  Not only do we save money making Etta's food, but we know exactly what's going into her system (besides random floor-scum).  Some of her foods come straight from our garden (silverbeet, spinach, rhubarb), or from friends (apples, plums).  And they're so easy to prepare: peel, cook, puree (or mash).  Done.  If we bought food for Etta's every meal, not only would we have a large collection of jars, but we'd also spend an additional $20 a week feeding her.  I can think of many better ways of spending $20.

Cooking for Etta has helped me pay more attention to the textures in foods - pulsed peas go kinda crumbly, apple explodes into mush, silverbeet is a green tangle of fibrous shreds, and chicken is actually quite similar in texture to silverbeet.  All these textures remind me of why it's fun to play with foods.  And there's something especially visceral about mush.  I've missed mush.

To make food prep efficient I make Etta's food in batches and freeze in silicon mini-muffin pans.  I've found these are MUCH easier to get frozen purées out of than the old ice cube trays Mum used to use.  Once frozen, I pop them out, and into small, dated and labelled resealable bags (I reuse and re-date these to create less waste).  Little bags save on space in the freezer - of great import to us given the size of our freezer, and mean I can keep a wide array of 'Etta food' on hand. 

To prep each meal, I just grab an assortment of cubes to defrost in the morning, and mix accordingly for each meal.  Breakfasts include fruits mixed with baby rice and yoghurt.  Lunches and dinners are usually pretty much the same - a protein, green vege, orange vege and a starch (usually potato).  Just like a balanced grown-up meal only mulchy. 

And her food is beautiful.  Maybe it's just the past-life painter in me***, but it's hard not to notice the palette of Etta's food.  I thought avocado was the height of baby-food hues - until I puréed light fleshed plums which turned this amazing salmon pink.  Pretty much all fruit when puréed and frozen looks like stained glass.  Chicken goes a peaches-n-cream-just-off-white, silverbeet a dark licoricy green.  And lambs fry looks just like chocolate mousse.  Each new food I make for her is not just new and exciting for her, but me too.

And with so much natural, unaltered colour you know your baby is getting decent nutrition.  I totally get why the whole 'baby food diet' fad seems logical.  Etta's diet is certainly way better than mine (damn you sugar addiction!)  Spending time prepping Etta's healthy meals also reminds me that I should take as much care with my own.  I now make a conscious effort to at least eat as many colours as she does each day.

And I can't wait for our tūtaekurī harvest to add purple to Etta's dinner rainbow.  

* As in, not a little choke, as in had their been no parental assistance she may well have choked to death sort of choke.  As in, where is the colour chart to tell you what colour your child's face should be before not calling an ambulance is considered negligence?

** Progressively chunkier purées... 

*** Studying painting at Unitec was a long time ago now but at times feels like it's still current.  I STILL have anxiety dreams where I'm trying to get my studio together for marking only I haven't done any work.  Subconscious guilt about lack of practice much?

Tuesday, 14 January 2014

On An Annoying Assumption About Stay-At-Home-Mums





Just something to think on... not like I have time to bake cakes.  And sorry about bad formatting, not sure how to change the video embedding thing and too tired to learn...

Hi Blog, sorry we haven't spoken for so long.  Sorry our first conversation in ages has to be like this, but some things need to be vented.  Now.

I am extremely time poor.

Many people are these days, and this is not really a complaint, more an annoyance that in this instance everyone assumes that because I am a stay at home Mum I have all the time in the world.  People seem to think that I'm just itching for company parked in front of the TV eating chips.  That I crave adult conversation and have nothing interesting to do while I'm at home looking after my 8 month old.  That I have nothing better to do.

It's just not true.  It's not even close to true.  I am busier now than I was when I was working fifty hour weeks.  This is why it's been so long since I last blogged.  I find it hard to find time or brain or both coinciding at a point in time when I am home alone (ie: at home with Etta but not under pressure to spend time with other adult humans).  Some days I forget to go to the toilet.  At the top of my daily 'jobs list' I write:
 'eat breakfast, brush my teeth and wash my face'. 
Because otherwise I'd forget.

So I find it extremely irritating that people assume that my schedule is wide open, and they can just pop by for a cup of tea any time.  Don't get me wrong, I am grateful to have friends and family that care enough to visit, I'm just saying I'd love a heads up.

Because I don't actually have that much time available.

So to summarise (because I don't have much time) these are the things I might have otherwise been doing with my time when people stop by to visit:

-          Calming an overtired cranky baby.  We have a pretty easy baby compared to some.  But if you pop by in the middle of me attempting to get her to nap when she's unhappy, you will likely encounter a frustrated, overtired cranky Mum.  Not only that, but your mere presence is likely to lay all my carefully put in groundwork aside, and make it harder for me to get her to sleep.  Which is not only not fun for the immediate, visit time, but also not fun for me for the rest of the day, and potentially, night.  If I were expecting you I could postpone the visit (even by maybe half an hour) and make things nicer for all parties involved.

-          House work.  This needs to be done regularly to maintain my sanity and ensure Etta does not choke on dust-bunnies (she has).  This includes: (but is in no way limited to) washing dishes, drying dishes, doing laundry, running-about-like-a-mad-thing-when-it's-about-to-rain-bringing-washing-in, scrubbing/vacuuming/mopping, mending clothes, cleaning the bathroom and toilet, cleaning the windows, tidying the pantry/fridge/freezer, wiping down benches/the oven/light switches/skirting boards/doors, cleaning up after faeces/vomit /saliva/unknown.

-          Organising our way-too-much-stuff.  I'm trying to organise our clutter so that once Etta starts crawling (I've probably got a month) everything is not destroyed in a baby-tsunami and I will not have to dedicate even more time to cleaning.

-          Reading about babies.  I know nought of these things, and every day is different so there is MUCH to learn.

-          Making baby food.  Etta is eating more and more these days, and I am her personal chef as buying baby food is uneconomical.  Plus making baby food is kinda fun.

-          Making adult food.  We're on a budget here.  And I have a Murray.  And he needs to be fed.  And making adult food is also kinda fun.  Attempting to master gluten free sourdough right now.  Being a tight arse is fun!

-          Breastfeeding.  Not only do I need time for my excited-about-everything baby to just focus on eating and not other people (or cats), but I need time to eat/drink/sleep/be healthy to ensure I can do this for as long as Etta needs me to.

-          Having a shower.

-          Going for a walk.  To get things or get rid of things.  Or to get some vitamin D. Or to have some time out from a fussy baby.  Usually all of the above.

-          Gardening.  Although our gardens are pretty low maintenance there is still always weeding and harvesting to be done.

-          Getting help and support via parenting forums.  Seriously, invaluable.  Like a coffee group, only you can access whenever you want/need and don't have to leave the house.  Or get dressed.

-          Budgeting and planning.  This sounds boring, but it's one of the important ways I feel I contribute to our family.  It keeps us on track to end goal(s) and helps us appreciate the small things (we saved x here so we can now spend y here.  Yay!)

-          Doing online surveys for $$ - another small (but important way) I contribute to our family.  Surveys funded a significant portion of our Christmas last year.

-          Working.  I have a job.  It is small, but I am struggling at the moment to put in the minimum amount of time I'd like in, and would love to be able to put more time in.

-          Spending time with our neglected pets.   Pretty important.

-          Spending time with my neglected partner.  Also pretty important (not as likely if you drop by on a weekday, but never assume).

-          Relaxing.  I don't get much time to do this.  So you might catch me JUST about to sit down with a cup of tea and no work/cleaning/jobs, maybe for the first time in three days.

-          Spending precious little one-on-one time with my daughter.  Time is flying by and soon she won't be excited by the weird noises I can make, or my singing, or stories, or the jolly jumper.   I'm  a stay-at-home Mum for a reason, and this is really it.  We actually go out or have friends over more days of the week than not, so time alone with Etta is precious and super exciting.

And there are things I'd like to be doing with time, but seldom manage:

-          Blogging.  I'd love to do more of this.  I have plenty to say that isn't just crazy rants.

-          Drawing.  Now our house is tidier my brain is a little clearer and I think I might actually be able to start practicing this again.  I really hope so.  Maybe even painting.

-          Knitting.  I don't really even have brain for this much at the moment.  It sucks.

-          Sewing.  I worked out how to make some things over Christmas.  I'd love to make some of those things for me.  And maybe some other things.

-      Learning.  Pretty keen to do some online courses in prep for going back fore more study in the coming years.

-          Sleeping.  Yeah right.  Once Etta masters regular 2 hour naps maybe...

I am sure that being time-poor is not unique to myself as a stay at home Mum.  And I'm also sure that some Mum's aren't as worried about people dropping by, but most of us probably aren't just lazing around at home eating chocolates and watching telly waiting for people to 'drop 'round'.  Most of us are actually really busy just being stay at home Mum's.  It's no small task. 

So if you do want to visit a SAHM that's very lovely and thoughtful of you, maybe just do us the courtesy of calling to check first.

If we have time, we might even bake you a cake.