Abby and I went to get JJ's birthday cake at the grocery store. While we were waiting, I saw the display of mylar balloons and I thought JJ would like the Spongebob one. (Spongebob is once again cool for him).
The string was neatly tied up and there was a clip that I could use to attach it to the cart. I put it on the side, so I could see to steer that cart. Abby immediately turned to it and wanted to grab it. So, to save her from falling out of the cart, I move it to the front so she could see it.
She tugged on the string and batted at the balloon. She smiled at it and at me when I played peek-a-boo with it. She got to hold it when we went outside and on the ride home.
She's gotten way more enjoyment out of that balloon that JJ has. She searches for it in the living room. She scoots to it. Sits up, and grabs the string. She yanks up and down on it and giggles. She thinks that is the best toy ever.
I know what baby girl is getting for her birthday!
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
I like to Move it Move it
Holy Moly is baby girl on the move! She's very determined now. She will army crawl her way across the floor to get to you, or get to that toy that she wants. And now, she's learning to pull herself up. So when she reaches her destination, she will either sit and play with the toy, or pull up and grab at your leg.
While I think this is really cute, I'm really scared. I'm not ready for her to be mobile yet. I'm not ready for her to be into everything.
I've heard a rumor at daycare that they will be moving her up, if she's crawling. I'm not ready for that. I love her ladies now. I don't want her to learn new ladies.
Stop growing so fast little bit!
While I think this is really cute, I'm really scared. I'm not ready for her to be mobile yet. I'm not ready for her to be into everything.
I've heard a rumor at daycare that they will be moving her up, if she's crawling. I'm not ready for that. I love her ladies now. I don't want her to learn new ladies.
Stop growing so fast little bit!
Monday, July 22, 2013
Hotlanta
This weekend we went to Atlanta. The boys had tickets to an international soccer tournament, so Abby and I tagged along. I'm always up for a trip away from home, and I was itching to go to Ikea.
We got to Atlanta at lunch time, and immediately it started to rain. We waiting for the downpour to stop so we could walk to lunch. Abby did great a lunch. She played in the high chair. She nibbled on french fries and tomatoes. After lunch, we headed back to get loaded in the car to go shopping. It's a short drive from the hotel. 3 miles or so. She fell asleep on the way.
When we arrived at Ikea, I was excited to find that they had family friendly parking. Right at the entrance. With wide spaces to allow the doors to fully open. With Abby asleep, I decided to put her in the front carrier while she napped. She woke up the minute I put her in there, but I continued to hope she would go back to sleep.
I found my cart and started to make my way around. The Swedes apparently believe in all wheel drive on their carts. That thing was so hard to handle. It did not like to turn corners. I had finally given up on Abby sleeping and decided to put her in the buggy seat. Well, I got a defunked cart and it didn't have a seat! I kept and eye out for another one, but I guess once you get in there, you can't get another one!
I finally just decided it was time to check out. I was sweaty and exhausted. I labored over loading everything onto the belt. Its hard to bend over into a cart with 14 pounds of baby strapped to you! They also don't give you bags at Ikea. You have to buy them. So I bought one large blue bag and tried to stuff everything into it. I managed to get the cart out of the store and to the car. I loaded Abby into the car and we headed for our next stop... Target.
The Target is in the same shopping area as the Ikea. I just had to go around some corners, but in that short time Abby fell asleep. I parked the car and questioned whether I should just sit there and let her sleep, but I just needed a few things, this was our last stop, so I decided once again to try the carrier. Knowing she was deeply asleep, I thought it would work. Well, the SOB is so hard to use, she woke up with me trying to stuff her in it. Again, she had no plans of going back to sleep. So part way through Target, I put her in the cart. At this point, Crabagail joined us on the shopping trip. She was cranky and whiney. So I grabbed what I needed and we check out. I was bummed that I didn't get to walk around and see what great deals I could find.
We started to drive back to the hotel, in the rain. She fell asleep again, almost immediately. The GPS took me on the interstate, which was bumper to bumper. After sitting still for 10 minutes, I took the chance and I got off at the next exit. I knew there wasn't much further to go, and I go scoot around the back side of the park and come into the hotel that way. Moving traffic made me feel so much better!
As we got closer to the Georgia Dome, we got stuck in event traffic. No such a problem, we didn't have far to go. I made one turn pretty easily, even though the cop wanted me to move to the other lane, but when it came to making a left across traffic, this other cop didn't like that very much. He beat on my car, so I rolled down the window. He screamed at me to keep moving. I explained that I needed to turn left. He kept screaming to keep moving. (Although I'm in the turn lane at this point, not holding any one up). I say I need to get to eh Embassy Suites, (which was a block up the street). He yells that I'm in the wrong lane for that, that I need to move. So I did. Against my gut feeling. I should have ignored him and just made my way across. It wouldn't have been too hard for them to stop for a second to let me cross. But no, I had to go all the way around the dome and come into the hotel from the other side. What a pain in my ass. Its raining, there are cars everywhere, there are people everywhere. I've got to pee like a racehorse. (Because its hard to pee with a baby strapped to your front!). I just want to get back to the hotel and collapse.
I finally made it. It took me 45 minutes to go 3 miles. I hate city traffic. Good news, was Abby was chippy and cheerful when we got back. Mommy endulged in happy hour while Abby played on the bed with her toys.
Ahh.... I don't think I'll be taking Abby to Ikea with me again. Next time I will go alone.
We got to Atlanta at lunch time, and immediately it started to rain. We waiting for the downpour to stop so we could walk to lunch. Abby did great a lunch. She played in the high chair. She nibbled on french fries and tomatoes. After lunch, we headed back to get loaded in the car to go shopping. It's a short drive from the hotel. 3 miles or so. She fell asleep on the way.
When we arrived at Ikea, I was excited to find that they had family friendly parking. Right at the entrance. With wide spaces to allow the doors to fully open. With Abby asleep, I decided to put her in the front carrier while she napped. She woke up the minute I put her in there, but I continued to hope she would go back to sleep.
I found my cart and started to make my way around. The Swedes apparently believe in all wheel drive on their carts. That thing was so hard to handle. It did not like to turn corners. I had finally given up on Abby sleeping and decided to put her in the buggy seat. Well, I got a defunked cart and it didn't have a seat! I kept and eye out for another one, but I guess once you get in there, you can't get another one!
I finally just decided it was time to check out. I was sweaty and exhausted. I labored over loading everything onto the belt. Its hard to bend over into a cart with 14 pounds of baby strapped to you! They also don't give you bags at Ikea. You have to buy them. So I bought one large blue bag and tried to stuff everything into it. I managed to get the cart out of the store and to the car. I loaded Abby into the car and we headed for our next stop... Target.
The Target is in the same shopping area as the Ikea. I just had to go around some corners, but in that short time Abby fell asleep. I parked the car and questioned whether I should just sit there and let her sleep, but I just needed a few things, this was our last stop, so I decided once again to try the carrier. Knowing she was deeply asleep, I thought it would work. Well, the SOB is so hard to use, she woke up with me trying to stuff her in it. Again, she had no plans of going back to sleep. So part way through Target, I put her in the cart. At this point, Crabagail joined us on the shopping trip. She was cranky and whiney. So I grabbed what I needed and we check out. I was bummed that I didn't get to walk around and see what great deals I could find.
We started to drive back to the hotel, in the rain. She fell asleep again, almost immediately. The GPS took me on the interstate, which was bumper to bumper. After sitting still for 10 minutes, I took the chance and I got off at the next exit. I knew there wasn't much further to go, and I go scoot around the back side of the park and come into the hotel that way. Moving traffic made me feel so much better!
As we got closer to the Georgia Dome, we got stuck in event traffic. No such a problem, we didn't have far to go. I made one turn pretty easily, even though the cop wanted me to move to the other lane, but when it came to making a left across traffic, this other cop didn't like that very much. He beat on my car, so I rolled down the window. He screamed at me to keep moving. I explained that I needed to turn left. He kept screaming to keep moving. (Although I'm in the turn lane at this point, not holding any one up). I say I need to get to eh Embassy Suites, (which was a block up the street). He yells that I'm in the wrong lane for that, that I need to move. So I did. Against my gut feeling. I should have ignored him and just made my way across. It wouldn't have been too hard for them to stop for a second to let me cross. But no, I had to go all the way around the dome and come into the hotel from the other side. What a pain in my ass. Its raining, there are cars everywhere, there are people everywhere. I've got to pee like a racehorse. (Because its hard to pee with a baby strapped to your front!). I just want to get back to the hotel and collapse.
I finally made it. It took me 45 minutes to go 3 miles. I hate city traffic. Good news, was Abby was chippy and cheerful when we got back. Mommy endulged in happy hour while Abby played on the bed with her toys.
Ahh.... I don't think I'll be taking Abby to Ikea with me again. Next time I will go alone.
Friday, July 19, 2013
Playing the Numbers Game
I've finally decided that the baby weight isn't going to lose itself. "They" tell you that breastfeeding is the best diet ever, and if you breastfeed, the weight will just drop off... Liars!
I gained 33 pounds during the pregnancy. Abby weight 6 and a half. So I really gained 27. I'm still 20 pounds heavier than I was when I got pregnant.
The shock to my self image came when we were at the beach. I hated the way I looked in any of the pictures. I felt like I had an inner tube stuffed under my shirt, and my face was more swollen than when I was 37 weeks pregnant! I just hated everything about how I looked. I knew it was time for a change. I had pulled the wool over my eyes, but enough was enough.
Also around that time, I weaned from breastfeeding, so I knew I couldn't use that as an excuse anymore. The weight wasn't going to fall off
I got the My Fitness Pal app to start tracking calorie intake. What a shocker! When I realized how many calories I should be eating and how many I was actually eating, its no wonder the weight wasn't going anywhere. (Even with the increased caloric intake to support breastfeeding). According to the app, to lose about a pound a week, I needed to eat 1400 calories a day. In the beginning, that sounds like a lot, but it all starts to add up, and quickly.
It's been hard. Its been four weeks now. And I'm hungry... all the time. My biggest problem is lack of exercise. If I increased my exercise, I could eat more calories, and lose more weight. But its hard. By the time I leave work, get Abby, get home, its 5:30-6:00. If I wanted to do the basic, and just walk, I would need to load Abby up and go somewhere. Leaving in the country has its benefits, but its not exercise friendly. At that time of day, I hate doing that. That is our play time. That is the only time we get together during the day. Abby usually eats around 6:30. After that, we make dinner and eat. We get ready for bed and she's been going down by 8:00.
I feel like those 3 hours I get every night are so precious, I don't want to give them up.
I could get up earlier. But I would still have to go somewhere to walk. And I'm not going out on the country streets, in the dark, alone. Gene would have to come with me, and thus Abby. But I'm not going to wake a sleeping baby. She's finally settled into a good routine.
So, the only exercise I get during the day is that walk to and from my car. Which is a good 7 minute walk. So its not nothing, but its not much.
If I want the weight to come off, I feel like I have to starve myself to do it. Its slowly coming off. I've gone down 5 pounds. But I feel like this could be a yo-yo thing. I never thought I ate large portions. I'm not a big person. But the sizes and amounts you should eat, are so small. And everything counts. I am now finding myself asking myself if its worth it. Can I have this piece of candy now, or would I rather have a beer later? If I eat this apple for lunch, I can have a scoop of ice cream in the evening, right?!?
I don't want to become the cray dieter. I don't want to become the yo-yoer. I also know that I will never be my college skinny self again. And I accept that. I do wear my weight as a badge of honor. I know its from hormonal treatments, anxiety medications because everything about pregnancy sent me into a panic attack, its not totally from a bad lifestyle. But I've realized the badge has gotten too large.
So, for now, it looks like I'll be having just water, no lemonade.
I gained 33 pounds during the pregnancy. Abby weight 6 and a half. So I really gained 27. I'm still 20 pounds heavier than I was when I got pregnant.
The shock to my self image came when we were at the beach. I hated the way I looked in any of the pictures. I felt like I had an inner tube stuffed under my shirt, and my face was more swollen than when I was 37 weeks pregnant! I just hated everything about how I looked. I knew it was time for a change. I had pulled the wool over my eyes, but enough was enough.
Also around that time, I weaned from breastfeeding, so I knew I couldn't use that as an excuse anymore. The weight wasn't going to fall off
I got the My Fitness Pal app to start tracking calorie intake. What a shocker! When I realized how many calories I should be eating and how many I was actually eating, its no wonder the weight wasn't going anywhere. (Even with the increased caloric intake to support breastfeeding). According to the app, to lose about a pound a week, I needed to eat 1400 calories a day. In the beginning, that sounds like a lot, but it all starts to add up, and quickly.
It's been hard. Its been four weeks now. And I'm hungry... all the time. My biggest problem is lack of exercise. If I increased my exercise, I could eat more calories, and lose more weight. But its hard. By the time I leave work, get Abby, get home, its 5:30-6:00. If I wanted to do the basic, and just walk, I would need to load Abby up and go somewhere. Leaving in the country has its benefits, but its not exercise friendly. At that time of day, I hate doing that. That is our play time. That is the only time we get together during the day. Abby usually eats around 6:30. After that, we make dinner and eat. We get ready for bed and she's been going down by 8:00.
I feel like those 3 hours I get every night are so precious, I don't want to give them up.
I could get up earlier. But I would still have to go somewhere to walk. And I'm not going out on the country streets, in the dark, alone. Gene would have to come with me, and thus Abby. But I'm not going to wake a sleeping baby. She's finally settled into a good routine.
So, the only exercise I get during the day is that walk to and from my car. Which is a good 7 minute walk. So its not nothing, but its not much.
If I want the weight to come off, I feel like I have to starve myself to do it. Its slowly coming off. I've gone down 5 pounds. But I feel like this could be a yo-yo thing. I never thought I ate large portions. I'm not a big person. But the sizes and amounts you should eat, are so small. And everything counts. I am now finding myself asking myself if its worth it. Can I have this piece of candy now, or would I rather have a beer later? If I eat this apple for lunch, I can have a scoop of ice cream in the evening, right?!?
I don't want to become the cray dieter. I don't want to become the yo-yoer. I also know that I will never be my college skinny self again. And I accept that. I do wear my weight as a badge of honor. I know its from hormonal treatments, anxiety medications because everything about pregnancy sent me into a panic attack, its not totally from a bad lifestyle. But I've realized the badge has gotten too large.
So, for now, it looks like I'll be having just water, no lemonade.
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Evil Spoon
Abby has been having some separation issues. Mostly with me leaving her. It can be anything from a small whimper or a total meltdown. Even if I just go around the corner to the bathroom or the kitchen.
So, to appease her one day, I set her on the kitchen floor while I was cooking with a pot and some spoons. She loved it, and the new toys moved over to her playplace in the living room. Well, one day last week, she was waving the heavier wooden spoon around and conked herself in the head. Resulting in epic tears. No biggie, some hugs and kisses and all was good. She still plays with the spoon.
Last night, she was playing with the smaller, plastic spoon, putting the handle end in her mouth. Well, I'm not really sure what happen, but the epic of all epic meltdowns happened. I think she poked herself in her mouth. She was so dramatic that she couldn't even catch her breath to cry. I scooped her up and hugged her and kissed her. I gave her a teething toy to put in her mouth, hoping the coolness would help subdue the tears.
She eventually settled down and we put that spoon away.
So, to appease her one day, I set her on the kitchen floor while I was cooking with a pot and some spoons. She loved it, and the new toys moved over to her playplace in the living room. Well, one day last week, she was waving the heavier wooden spoon around and conked herself in the head. Resulting in epic tears. No biggie, some hugs and kisses and all was good. She still plays with the spoon.
Last night, she was playing with the smaller, plastic spoon, putting the handle end in her mouth. Well, I'm not really sure what happen, but the epic of all epic meltdowns happened. I think she poked herself in her mouth. She was so dramatic that she couldn't even catch her breath to cry. I scooped her up and hugged her and kissed her. I gave her a teething toy to put in her mouth, hoping the coolness would help subdue the tears.
She eventually settled down and we put that spoon away.
Monday, July 15, 2013
La-Z-Boy
This weekend I decided it was time to put the convertible car seat in the car. I've had the seat for a couple months. Thanks to sale on Amazon and Amazon mom free shipping. Abby has not outgrown the infant bucket, but I hate carrying that thing around. Its so heavy and awkward! Plus, she hates getting shoved in and out of it.
I thought about just keeping it in the car, but Gene sometimes picks her up from daycare, so I would have to shlep it in everyday, just in case. Now, he can keep that one in his car and she can ride in style in my car
So far she seems to like it. It really is like a baby La-z-boy. Its plush and soft. Its got padded pillows and straps. She's more upright, so she can see beter out of the window.
The seat was sort of a a bear to install. Not as easy as I would have thought. The base did clip in nicely in to the latch system, but then it came with some tethering cord that you had to anchor. Of course that was optional, but if you didn't attach it the seat flopped around. It took a little finagling from Gene to get it just right. But its install and its not going anywhere!
Baby Girl seems happy, so I'm happy. No more sore arms or bruised shins from the baby bucket!
I thought about just keeping it in the car, but Gene sometimes picks her up from daycare, so I would have to shlep it in everyday, just in case. Now, he can keep that one in his car and she can ride in style in my car
So far she seems to like it. It really is like a baby La-z-boy. Its plush and soft. Its got padded pillows and straps. She's more upright, so she can see beter out of the window.
The seat was sort of a a bear to install. Not as easy as I would have thought. The base did clip in nicely in to the latch system, but then it came with some tethering cord that you had to anchor. Of course that was optional, but if you didn't attach it the seat flopped around. It took a little finagling from Gene to get it just right. But its install and its not going anywhere!
Baby Girl seems happy, so I'm happy. No more sore arms or bruised shins from the baby bucket!
I like to move it move it...
Blogger is being an ass, and I can't figure out why. So I'm behind on posting. But I've got big news, so I'm working around the troubles.
Abby is on the move.
She started crawling last night. Its the cutest thing ever! She does the army crawl with her arms and she tries to move her legs back and forth on the floor. JJ has declared that he taught her. I don't know what they were doing downstairs on the floor, but they were playing and whatever he did made it click for her. Off she went. Scooted across the floor to the toy.
She even did it this morning, so she hasn't forgotten.
Again, I can't believe my baby is getting so big. I know this isn't an advancement that you want to occur. Now we need to baby proof and be on our guard at all times. But its really exciting to see her learn something new.
Abby is on the move.
She started crawling last night. Its the cutest thing ever! She does the army crawl with her arms and she tries to move her legs back and forth on the floor. JJ has declared that he taught her. I don't know what they were doing downstairs on the floor, but they were playing and whatever he did made it click for her. Off she went. Scooted across the floor to the toy.
She even did it this morning, so she hasn't forgotten.
Again, I can't believe my baby is getting so big. I know this isn't an advancement that you want to occur. Now we need to baby proof and be on our guard at all times. But its really exciting to see her learn something new.
Friday, July 5, 2013
8 is GR8
Eight months... wow...I know I say that every month... but wow! Where has the time gone. I can not believe it.
At 6:13 this morning Abby, you were snuggled up next to me in bed. You little mouth purring away. Your arm flung over the cover. Your face smashed in the bed. You were a little antsy last night, so at 5, I brought you to bed with me, so I could sleep!!! This past month, you've gotten sooooooooo much better with your sleep. You've even transition to sleeping in your crib, in your room! I couldn't believe it was so easy. I still wake up a couple of times a night and listen close to the monitor. I feel so relieved when I can hear your quite snoring.
Another big transition this month, is we are no longer breastfeeding. Over the month, we weaned off. You didn't seem content anymore. I felt like you weren't getting enough. Vacations messed us up. But you are happy with it. I think it was your choice. I'm ok with it, but I already miss it. I told myself that we would continue the early morning and bedtime feeds, but you didn't want those. I just think there wasn't anything for you to get. You go nuts when you see a bottle. Particularly if you can't have a bottle. You take the bottle good and you love it.
You also continue to eat well. You love all the fruits and veggies. Your new favorite snack is yogurt bites. You can pinch and pick them up really well. You immediately put it in your mouth and "chew".
You still don't have any teeth. Maybe soon. I'm having a hard time guessing what "teething" looks like. Some days I think you are, and then some days not. They will come when they come.
You also aren't on the move yet, but you are sooooooo close. You push up when you are on your belly. You just haven't figured out what to do with your legs yet. I'm not rushing for you to be mobile, but I think watching you try is precious. You can easily pull up though. With minimal support you can get to standing. You haven't figured out how to pull up on your own though, but I know it won't take long. Its already time to lower the crib.
You still are quite curious at everything. You still love people, although you are extra clingy to me at times. You have a smile that lights up the room and you are not afraid to flash it.
You still are a little petite peanut. 6 month ones are still long. You have no bum, so 3 month pants are a good fit. 3-6 month pants have a little extra room. 6 month pants almost fall off. You have so many clothes right now, its shameful. I try to rotate through everything so you get a chance to wear it all.
You are still in size 2 diapers. You've become a wiggle worm on the changing table. You get mad that you can't sit up. We try to sing songs or be silly at that time to help distract you.
You love the water, except the shower. You love the pool and the bath. You like to splash with your hands. You laugh when it gets you in the face.
You've really discovered Woody this month. You like it when he licks you in the face, although I don't like it when he does that. You like to "pet" him. Which means you like to pull his hair. He is becoming more patient with you, but I think that will take time from both of you. I think he's a little overwhelmed with all the attention you receive (and he does not).
I know it seems fast to me and slow to every one else, but I can't believe its been 8 months already. I still feel blessed every day. I still hug you and squeeze you and thank God everyday for gifting me with you.
At 6:13 this morning Abby, you were snuggled up next to me in bed. You little mouth purring away. Your arm flung over the cover. Your face smashed in the bed. You were a little antsy last night, so at 5, I brought you to bed with me, so I could sleep!!! This past month, you've gotten sooooooooo much better with your sleep. You've even transition to sleeping in your crib, in your room! I couldn't believe it was so easy. I still wake up a couple of times a night and listen close to the monitor. I feel so relieved when I can hear your quite snoring.
Another big transition this month, is we are no longer breastfeeding. Over the month, we weaned off. You didn't seem content anymore. I felt like you weren't getting enough. Vacations messed us up. But you are happy with it. I think it was your choice. I'm ok with it, but I already miss it. I told myself that we would continue the early morning and bedtime feeds, but you didn't want those. I just think there wasn't anything for you to get. You go nuts when you see a bottle. Particularly if you can't have a bottle. You take the bottle good and you love it.
You also continue to eat well. You love all the fruits and veggies. Your new favorite snack is yogurt bites. You can pinch and pick them up really well. You immediately put it in your mouth and "chew".
You still don't have any teeth. Maybe soon. I'm having a hard time guessing what "teething" looks like. Some days I think you are, and then some days not. They will come when they come.
You also aren't on the move yet, but you are sooooooo close. You push up when you are on your belly. You just haven't figured out what to do with your legs yet. I'm not rushing for you to be mobile, but I think watching you try is precious. You can easily pull up though. With minimal support you can get to standing. You haven't figured out how to pull up on your own though, but I know it won't take long. Its already time to lower the crib.
You still are quite curious at everything. You still love people, although you are extra clingy to me at times. You have a smile that lights up the room and you are not afraid to flash it.
You still are a little petite peanut. 6 month ones are still long. You have no bum, so 3 month pants are a good fit. 3-6 month pants have a little extra room. 6 month pants almost fall off. You have so many clothes right now, its shameful. I try to rotate through everything so you get a chance to wear it all.
You are still in size 2 diapers. You've become a wiggle worm on the changing table. You get mad that you can't sit up. We try to sing songs or be silly at that time to help distract you.
You love the water, except the shower. You love the pool and the bath. You like to splash with your hands. You laugh when it gets you in the face.
You've really discovered Woody this month. You like it when he licks you in the face, although I don't like it when he does that. You like to "pet" him. Which means you like to pull his hair. He is becoming more patient with you, but I think that will take time from both of you. I think he's a little overwhelmed with all the attention you receive (and he does not).
I know it seems fast to me and slow to every one else, but I can't believe its been 8 months already. I still feel blessed every day. I still hug you and squeeze you and thank God everyday for gifting me with you.
Monday, July 1, 2013
I've gone Granola
I'm becoming one of those crunchy, granola moms.... the ones who breast feed, and baby wear, and make their baby clothes, and...
This weekend, I made my own baby food.
I never had intentions of making all of Abby's food. I think the Gerber containers are just fine. She loves them. They have a wide variety of fruits and veggies. They are easy to store and carry on the go.
I purchased a box of produce that came with a mix of things. I planned out meals for each. But I was lost at a few items. Sweet potatoes. We don't really ever eat sweet potatoes. But Abby does, and she loves them. So I thought, how hard could it be? Its just mashed up potatoes, right.
Right! I peeled and steamed all 3 pounds of potatoes. The simmered in the steamer for 20 minutes. I poured them in a bowl and went to town with the immersion blender. I added some water to thin it out, but in a few minutes, it looked just like the things that come in the container. It even tasted good.
I ended up with two and half ice cube trays of sweet potatoes. I really don't know how much that converts too. I would think she would eat 3 cubes at a time. So it will last a while. I also got a whole tray of carrots.
I don't know what other foods I will try. I just did those because I didn't want them to go to waste, and they came in the box, I couldn't choose something else. If the opportunity comes up again, I will give it a whirl. Saving a few pennies here and there can't hurt can it!!!
This weekend, I made my own baby food.
I never had intentions of making all of Abby's food. I think the Gerber containers are just fine. She loves them. They have a wide variety of fruits and veggies. They are easy to store and carry on the go.
I purchased a box of produce that came with a mix of things. I planned out meals for each. But I was lost at a few items. Sweet potatoes. We don't really ever eat sweet potatoes. But Abby does, and she loves them. So I thought, how hard could it be? Its just mashed up potatoes, right.
Right! I peeled and steamed all 3 pounds of potatoes. The simmered in the steamer for 20 minutes. I poured them in a bowl and went to town with the immersion blender. I added some water to thin it out, but in a few minutes, it looked just like the things that come in the container. It even tasted good.
I ended up with two and half ice cube trays of sweet potatoes. I really don't know how much that converts too. I would think she would eat 3 cubes at a time. So it will last a while. I also got a whole tray of carrots.
I don't know what other foods I will try. I just did those because I didn't want them to go to waste, and they came in the box, I couldn't choose something else. If the opportunity comes up again, I will give it a whirl. Saving a few pennies here and there can't hurt can it!!!
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