I bought the food Grinder to use for Mason, O my big glorious granola new mommy plans.
That ended up like my natural birth plan with Mason too …with an emergency C-section. Crash.
I’ve been Gerber Food all the way with my babies. No shame, no guilt…until
About a year or so ago, I met a young man (about 18) with Down Syndrome who happened to be overweight. I knew that individuals with Down Syndrome are predisposed to obesity and thyroid issues, so I didn’t think too much of it. I couldn’t help but notice his difficulty in enjoying life at the park to the fullest with such a predisposition. My heart hurt for him as I watched him struggle getting on and off the swing set.
We invited this delightful young man to come and sit down with us. He ran to to bench and grabbed his book-bag before coming over. Out his bag, came a paper bag, a fast food paper bag…. It was then, this young man rattled off every fast food restaurant’s MENU on Dolson Ave (local street), Taco Bell, BAM. Wendy’s, BAM. McDonalds, BAM. Not to mention the Chinese & Pizzeria’s Menu as well. OY. Just like that , the young man who didn’t have a license and lived to far to walk to these restaurant’s, somehow knew it all in exceptional detail. He was so very bright.
It was that experience when the seed was planted. The seed has been watered over the last year with poignant experiences.
**Such as every-time, Mason (our 3 year old) asks for a happy meal when we are out and about running errands, or traveling for Dr. Appt’s…I think back to that boy in the park. As I pull around that drive through (again), I am haunted.
**Every-time I feel like I have NO Control over Down Syndrome, “Nutrition” is a comforting word to me, because I actually DO have CONTROL over something. I can control if my car goes through that drive through, what goes in his mouth (for a while at least), what I teach him about health and nutrition, I can prepare his body for life…This is the main reason I am still breast-feeding Grady. I threw in the towel with Mason around 6 months, but with Grady I pulled up my bootstraps and stormed through the challenging first months of pumping and weak latch. I found rythm and flow in breast-feeding around 5 months with him and it’s been history. (* we are currently in the early stages of weaning due to reflux)
We put a garden in this last year, producing an abundance of vegetables yet I failed to can or harvest them in a way that our family could enjoy it all year round. We may have planted the physical seeds, but mentally things were still marinating for me. Overall, A for effort but I give us an F for follow through.
**Then this last week our Speech Therapist recommended I start making Food for Grady to help with thicker textures and start his transitions from pureed foods to table foods. I’m not going to lie, this dedicated Gerber food mamma started squirming. Ok, actually internally I was kicking and screaming because it wasn’t my idea (cough, cough control freak) and I have enough on my plate right now. Then…
I prayed over it and reflected back to my day at the park with that young man. How can I be a healthier mamma to my kids? Is my act of making baby food and being obedient in the preperation and planning the beginning of a glorious nutritional future for my family? Perhaps.
SPROUT. That seed that was planted a year ago, made way yesterday when I did it. I Got off my Nutritionally/ Preperation challenged Lazy, yes Lazy butt and did it.
Every-time something a sprout firsts out of the ground it is a a lighter shade of Green..
Making baby food for the first time in cultural terminology doesn’t make me a “green mamma”, but I’d like to describe my efforts as a lighter shade of mint green, and call it a “Shade in Progress”. After all I did add a touch of butter to those sweet potatoes. 😉