Sunday, March 6, 2011

Homemade babyfood the Nellie way


I've been making my own babyfood for my daughter and it's so easy and incredibly less expensive than all those little jars. Plus I know exactly what's in it and can add my little "remedies."

Some friends and I were talking last night and I thought it might be helpful to share exactly what I do so others can get ideas.

Sweet potatoes are the base of every meal because they are filling and packed with nutrition. And easy to make a huge batch of! Mostly, they have been one of my daughter's favs, and that was super important when I thought I might have a picky baby (but now she likes hummus, salmon, tuna, and basically anything off Mommy's plate!). I get a bag of organic sweet potatoes from Trader Joe's, peel, cube, steam, and blend them in the filtered water I used to steam them in, where all the vitamins have jumped-ship into during the steaming process.

Butternut squash is probably her all-time favorite. It's so easy to buy TJ's organic already-peeled-and-cubed containers of it for $2.29 each (I do two in one batch) and steam/blend with the steam water. I thought they would only have it available in the Fall, but there it is, still on the shelves (but not since the Fall!).

So for all of these I steam and blend with the filtered "steam water" and add more water if necessary. Then I spoon or pour into ice cube trays, and when frozen store in gallon freezer bags labeled with the contents and date.

Peas: bag of organic peas from TJ's. These are harder to get a perfectly smooth puree of; one website suggested soaking in cold water immediate after cooking, which oddly enough seemed to help.

Carrots: peel, chop, and steam raw carrots...so good for babycakes!

Green beans: bag of organic (I think) green beans from TJ's. I would find an occasional fibrous string in her food after thawing these, but other than that they pureed well enough for my baby (after being cooked to death), which is saying alot (her gag reflex has required the ultra puree).

Spinach: I think frozen spinach may be pre-cooked, but I cooked it a little myself in some water and then blended. It doesn't need much water since spinach is so watery already.

Broccoli: fresh or frozen organic broccoli florets, also watery when cooked/frozen/thawed

Pears: to keep her going! At first I was cooking these and then remembered that the ped said to eat them raw for best keep-'er-going effect. So I've done both and they both seem to work. However, when pureed raw, they get brown, and I wonder if some of the vitamins have oxidized, so I think I will cook them lightly next time.

Lentils are apparently very good for you, so I cooked up some with water in the crockpot and pureed.

Chicken/broth: I read that dark meat is best for babies, so I buy a pack of organic drumsticks from TJ, cook them in water to make a nice broth as well, debone and puree the chicken with some broth, and freeze the broth in cubes as well. I've started adding some sea salt and minced garlic, for flavor and nutrition, to the chicken/broth when it's cooking and then strain the garlic out later.

So we have all these colorful squares of frozen food in our freezer and every night (when I remember), I combine them for the next day in little Libby glass bowls with lids so they can start thawing in the fridge (I like to microwave them as little as possible).

For the first few months that my daughter was eating solids, I would give her one food at a time (straight sweet potatoes, straight squash), mostly because she would spitup if I mixed things it seemed. Once she got older, she was able to tolerate a "casserole"! For example, in the morning I give her one square each of sweet potatoes, squash, and pears. After putting it in the microwave for about 30 seconds on 50 percent power, I add whole milk plain yogurt (which I add to almost everything!), Earth's Best baby oatmeal (thickens it up), and whatever "remedies" I choose. For lunch I give her sweet potatoes, lentils, pears, some chicken, and then make it more palatable with a few squirts of organic butternut squash soup from Costco, which "takes over"the casserole and gives it mostly its own (the soup's) taste. Then I add the oatmeal or rice cereal to thicken it up.

When she finishes the "main course," she can have some TJ's organic unsweetened applesauce (sometimes with some mashed banana) with more plain yogurt in it than applesauce. Well, she doesn't like things very sweet anyway.

My "remedies" are designed to boost my daughter's health and immune system. They include coconut oil, baby vitamins, little dustings from one of my probiotic capsules, little dustings from one of my Juice Plus capsules, and this Chinese herb tincture I got from my compounding pharmacist. It's so easy just to add these things to her food, and she's been sick only 3 times in 13 months!

Now that she's able to tolerate more finger foods, we are doing grated cheese (her fav!), Puffs of course (mostly on the go), freeze-dried and now fresh strawberries, puffed brown rice, avocado, peas, or bread spread with almond butter or hummus or tuna salad (yup, she's picky no more, thank God!).

When we moved to cow's milk from mama's, I started her on non-homogenized organic whole milk from a local dairy, which I can get from David's health food store down the street. I feel so good giving this to her, and will continue to as long as we can afford it. It's $6/gallon, which is actually the same price as TJ's organic, which is homogenized. Homogenization is when they force the milk through tiny holes so that it doesn't separate (fat/nonfat) but it changes the molecular structure and your body has to work harder to digest it. It's bad enough that they've killed the vitamins through pasteurization and have to add them back in.

Few things give me more deep satisfaction as a mother than giving my child the best food I can!

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

After one year of mommyhood

...I have the following recs:

breastfeed your baby: nothing beats it for nutrition, weight loss for the mama, and snuggle time!

make your own baby food (few things give me as much satisfaction as a mom and fill me with warm fuzzy feelings that I'm giving my child the best possible start in life)

take lots of walks

don't stress too much about anything...it'll change in two weeks and you'll have a whole new set of problems

give an exorbitant amount of kisses (which, as my Mom says, are all on loan!)

take care of yourself: your baby needs a mother more than anything else

extreme sleep deprivation notwithstanding, enjoy every moment when they are small because they really do grow so fast and they'll never be small again

try your darndest not to get mad and take out your stress on your hubby those first few weeks after giving birth...it is SUCH a sweet time for the two of you (of course, in the subsequent months, it's allowed...jk!)

let your baby sleep on your chest and snuggle every chance you get...it's here and gone and all you have is warm fuzzy memories

don't try too hard to figure out the next phase of nap schedules or how you are going to wean, etc; do what planning you can but know that it will just happen when the timing's right

ask your mommie girlfriends what they did, and adapt it for your family...why reinvent the wheel? and believe me, other mommies are happy to share all that they've learned!

And I'm happy to share too. If you are a new mom, I can find the answer if I don't know it myself. I've learned so much this past year, and being a mommy is by far my funnest job yet!

Thursday, October 14, 2010

On the other side of the door

Last night I was feeling the glass ceiling of seemingly unanswered prayer. Annelise has been spitting up (a euphemism for full-on puke) much more the last several days, and teething is my new hypothesis after much mommy-research of which I'll spare you. (But if your child is suffering a like malady, feel free to contact me to commiserate!) I finally hit my limit, which happens now and then, and took it out on Steve, which also happens now and then, poor man.

Later when I semi-apologized, I said, "Actually it's God I'm mad at. I just feel like He's not answering my prayers. Why does He have to answer some and not others? Why can't He just do it all?" I can be as young and pouty as my baby sometimes. But, that's how I was feeling, and thank God I can voice my feelings, however childish, to my sweet wise husband.

Later still, when Annelise was whimpering in her bed, the teething-I'm-trying-to-go-to-sleep-but-can't whimper, it was late, but I kept getting out of bed to go listen to her and pray by her door. Steve had tried to close our door and listen himself, to help me go to sleep, but I just can't sleep, I told him, til babykins is sweetly sleeping. Then came the revelation from on High, that usually follows a particularly childish but honest blurt from my lips:

Annelise probably thinks I don't care, because I'm letting her whimper in her bed and fall asleep on her own. But I have no choice...it's the only way she's going to fall onto a happy sleep. (We had already rocked her.) And she has no idea that I can't sleep until she does. So with our Heavenly Father, who loves us even more (really? wow) than we love our own children. We think He doesn't hear, doesn't care. But He's perched, listening, waiting, watching, hanging on every breath, just on the other side of our door.

Friday, September 24, 2010

Silly for a smile

I've been compiling a vague mental list of why parents need children, why they are a gift from God, besides the obvious of course. One reason we stodgy adults need little people in our lives is to get us in touch with the whimsical, impulsive, nonsensical side that surely everyone has, buried at some level.

My favorite memory from today is of "dancing" to and fro for an audience of one chubby cherub propped up among the pillows on our enormous sleigh bed. Leaping along the footboard with arms waving back and forth, and an arabesque thrown in for good measure, I then ran up and jumped onto the bed with a "boo," all for the smile on her formerly whimpery face and the "you're silly but very entertaining, Mommy" look in her eye. It was all I needed to make my universe complete, and to motivate still sillier exhibitions in the near future, I'm sure.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Fear not

I was feeding Annelise yesterday of a gorgeous morning, after flinging the windows open around the house and letting the fresh air blow in. She is very alert to sound and gets easily distracted while eating, pulls off and looks around, then goes back. It's almost like she's having a stress dream sometimes, as she startles and tries to sit up, all in one motion, and figure out what's going on and what she's supposed to do about it. Which is strange because she's so relaxed and chill most of the time. Of course I try to reassure her in my best mommy voice that everything's okay and can we please keep eating.

Yesterday, the cool breeze kept blowing in to my delight, and consternation. The blinds in the kitchen kept banging around every time the wind blew, and babykins would startle, stop, look around, and finally go back to eating, over and over again. And of course I would reassure her each time and explain what it was she was so unduly afraid of. Finally, while I was burping her I said, "You don't need to worry, honey. I'll tell you what to be afraid of."

And then it happened. As happens even more often now that I've entered the land of parenthood, where God's voice rings louder than ever, a parallel flashed into my mind, a mind increasingly receptive with increasing life experience. "Do not worry, Janel. Do not be anxious. I will tell you what to be afraid of." Just as I know the blinds banging in the wind is harmless and irrelevant to Annelise, and completely unworthy of her energy, because of my knowledge and maturity compared to hers, so God sees me worrying unnecessarily, expending precious energy on trifles so far beneath my status as His child. Oh that I would listen to His reassuring voice and get on with what matters most.

Friday, May 14, 2010

Mmmm, toys

This week she is relatively cognitively holding toys and, so begins the endless procession, putting them in her mouth! I may not be excited about this in a few months, but I am now.

Just call me Thumbelina

So I have DeQuervain's Tenosynovitis, which is thumb and wrist tendinitis (read, pain) that young mothers often get from picking up their babies etc. I'm not kidding. And so the old adage that you take something for granted until you lose it is wreaking havoc in my daily life.

I had no idea you need your thumbs for virtually every routine activity:

You need your thumbs for turning on the faucet,
twisting a bottle top open (had to wait for Steve to come home),
and catching your baby so she doesn't fall over, plop, on the couch.

You need your thumbs for holding the steering wheel,
opening a Chick-fil-a tub of honey mustard sauce,
and picking up a full water bottle, ouch.

You need your thumbs for grabbing a spit rag to wipe your baby's spit,
grabbing the baby carrier and the diaper bag and another bag,
and basically grabbing anything.

You need your thumbs for cupping your hands to wash your face,
brushing your teeth...
yes, ouch, brushing your teeth!

You need your thumbs for clicking the garage door opener,
laying your baby down in the crib and picking her back up again,
and laying her back down again.

You even need your thumbs to massage your thumbs.

You really need your thumbs for texting,
and for changing the channel,
and, unfortunately, even for typing. So I'll say adieu.

And all that was just yesterday. Thank God for your opposable thumbs today, and use them wisely. You can be sure I'll do the same!