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If you asked me a year ago what we were having for dinner, I would have told you takeout. We are a family of four, and I didn’t learn to cook until about seven months ago. My husband worked nights for six years, and he was the only cook in the house. We only ate at home together once a week, when he cooked. Family mealtime was not important, and consuming healthy food was not a priority. It wasn’t until I was talking to coworker that I realized the benefits of family mealtime. She and others would offer me easy recipes, but I kept putting it off because the thought of cooking intimidated me. I didn’t know the basics of cooking, like what kind of pan to use to make certain meals, how to cut vegetables or prepare meat. This isn’t something I could admit to even my closest coworkers because I was embarrassed. But the more I learned about the benefits of family mealtime, the more I wanted to learn how to cook just so we could all sit together. I also felt ashamed because I wasn’t able to teach my daughters how to cook.
My husband got offered a daytime position earlier this year. That was my cue to finally learn to cook. A close family friend offered to teach me. She said the first thing to learn is how to shop for groceries. She took me grocery shopping and we went back to her house. She had me take pictures of the ingredients along with the cookware and utensils to use. She even taught me how to cut potatoes. I didn’t know cooking could be so fun. I began looking up my own recipes on Pinterest. I bought the pots and pans I needed, and learned to cut potatoes with the correct knife, not the steak knife I always used to cut vegetables in the past. I got more comfortable in my kitchen, and it boosted my confidence in being a mom.
So now, if you ask me what my family is having for dinner, I can tell you my menu for the entire week. If you ask my kids what we’re having for dinner, they will answer, “Whatever mama puts on the table.” My family of four sits down to eat six nights a week. And, now I feel like an amazing mom. Not only because I make their dinner, but because I know my kids are benefitting from a lot more than just the food.
I cried all the way home on my 30-minute commute yesterday afternoon. I wasn’t crying because something bad had happened at work or because I had lost a friend or family member. I was crying because we were about to trade in the mini-van I had been driving for seven years.
I realize most people won’t understand the attachment, but it isn’t really an attachment to the van, but to all of the family memories we created in the van. We had so many amazing family vacations. We drove to South Carolina so my kids could play at the beach and build sand castles. My kids learned about history first-hand when we drove to Washington D.C. to tour the capital and see the monuments. We made the long, boring trek across Arizona to view the wonder of the Grand Canyon.
Last night, I packed up those memories with my belongings to be moved to my new van. Tomorrow, my family will begin making new memories. They will be different, but still amazing.
One of my favorite memories with my children was cooking together. Our cooking journey began with our local library children’s program, which included the book Stone Soup. If you’re unfamiliar with the story, you can find it at: www.dltk-teach.com/fables/stonesoup.
After hearing the story, the boys and I found a stone, washed it thoroughly, put it in a pot of water to boil and began looking through the refrigerator for things we could add. We found some slightly limp celery, a few handfuls of dry baby carrots and some mushrooms. All were roughly chopped (with supervision) and added to the pot. Next, we chopped and peeled potatoes found in the pantry, and added to the pot. The boys had so much fun washing, chopping, and adding new things! I don’t recall what our final concoction included, but we combined it with some whole grain crackers, slices of cheese, and had a feast!
This year, during the cold days of winter, consider sharing the Stone Soup fable with your children, and embrace its motto: By working together, with everyone contributing what they can, a greater good is achieved.
Evenings are always super busy. Most week nights, my three kids and I don’t hit the front door until 6 p.m. Then, it’s immediately on to getting supper ready. When I first went back to work full time, I really broke myself from trying to make homemade dinners like we were all used to. I figured out pretty quickly those kinds of meals were unreasonable on a week day.
So, my solution was to either cook ahead of time on the weekend or settle for jars of spaghetti sauce and bagged stir-fry during the week. I ask each kid to pick two meals they want me to cook or have ready during the week. Then, that child and I will either cook them together on Sunday, or prep everything so we can have it on hand and ready to make. Most of the time this means the kids sit on the counter and talk or read a story to me and occasionally measure ingredients or read instructions. And sometimes, spaghetti sauce from a jar is just right. I can have supper ready in 20 minutes and we can all sit at the table and visit.
We talk about work, school, why we substitute black beans for brown beans in our Dorito casserole or whole grain spaghetti for enriched white pasta, why the dog is weird, and all things electric (my son has a fascination with electricity). Our phones, TV, and other screens are put down or turned off, and we are present in the moment. I learn a lot about my kids during these dinners, but mostly that they are really fun people with whom I enjoy spending time.
Why is it so much easier to cry in the shower? I guess it’s because nobody can tell that you are crying. Seclusion with your emotions. When I was planning on breastfeeding my baby before she was born, I was going to “try” to breastfeed for a year. Little did I know my little girl would love to nurse and go even longer. Nobody ever talked to me about breastfeeding longer than a year. My emotions would soon be turned from I hope I can do this, to when and how do you stop. My emotional attachment has a big role in this, making me want to keep going even longer. Something that has become a part of our everyday life multiple times a day has become a very gradual change for us in the weaning process. I don’t think my heart could take a sudden change of that caliber. So when my almost-2-year-old wants to nurse one part of me says, “Let’s do this” and the other part of me says “Really? You just play.” The whirlwind of emotions usually leads to me giving in. I know, distract her, change the routine, but of course this is easier said than done. In a way it’s like mourning the loss of breastfeeding because I know this wonderful thing will come to an end. I never would have thought in a million years this experience would have been so wonderful. That the most simple thing I could offer my baby would come from me alone and impact me and my baby the way that it has. Until the last day of nursing I will simply take it one day at a time.
Fall is such a fun time of the year! The weather is cooler, the leaves are brilliantly colored and the holidays are on their way. Thanksgiving in our family means time with family, food, fun, and games. It’s one of the few times each year we are able to visit with our extended family, so we do our best to make many great memories.
In the kitchen, the adults busily prepare the meal amidst laughter and good-natured teasing while the children run around with cousins and try to stay out of trouble. When 1 p.m. pm arrives, we all gather around the table, or multiple tables, to eat. Someone, usually my dad, prays over the meal. It gives us all a moment to pause and realize that no matter what we have faced throughout the year, and we are truly grateful to be together this day to count our blessings.
Our food is not always the traditional turkey and dressing, but it’s special nonetheless. I love that we eat food we do not normally get to eat. This gives us all — especially my kids — a chance to try something new and different. We often discover a new ingredient or recipe I can incorporate into our own family meals during the week. It also gives us a chance to discover new things about our family members as the conversation flows around the room. Some of my favorite moments have come from the memories, jokes, and funny stories shared around the Thanksgiving table.
When dinner is finished and the food is put away, it’s game time! Sometimes we play cards or board games. If it’s warm enough outside, we play kickball or volleyball. Everyone gets involved, and there are bound to be hilarious moments and lots of laughter. No matter what games we play, it gives us an opportunity to forget the cares of life and just be kids again for one day. When the day is done, we are filled with good food and wonderful new memories.
What traditions will you keep, or maybe begin, with your family this year?
The dinner table subject has always been challenging for me. My husband and I have different opinions, or I should say: used to have different opinions about portion sizes and how to go about having our kids eat the food they are given. Our household has changed from, “eat everything on your plate” to “eat until you are full”.
I’m not going lie; it has not been an easy transition. We are still working on focusing on eating instead of focusing on playing. I will say, though, one thing that has helped my family at the dinner table is the Mealtime Blessings conversation starter cards. They have been amazing. Chickasaw Nation WIC offers these cards to families in their office. The cards have different conversation starters that you can have with your kids whenever you are eating meals with your family. Focusing on the things that really matter makes my children not so focused on their food, but they still eat.
Another thing we have done is having us pick the different foods they can eat, and they pick how much they eat. In reality, not everybody wants a lot of food at every meal, and not everybody wants less at every meal. Everyone is different, and only you can tell how much you really need to eat to be full.
Relieving the stress of “eat everything on your plate” and changing it to “eat until you are full” has really helped. I don’t know about you but as a mom, less stress is always best!
It’s officially fall, and with fall comes Halloween. For many moms and our kids, this means that our efforts for a healthy family diet disappear for a couple of nights while we splurge on trick-or-treat candy. I’m okay with this because Halloween just isn’t the same without the thrill my kids get when they come home from trick-or-treating, spread out on the living room floor, and sort through all of their candy. I remember how exciting this was for me when I was young, and it just isn’t the same with healthy substitutes for candy (no matter how much us moms would love to watch our kids excitedly sorting through fruits and vegetables!).
So, in order to keep the Halloween candy high from getting out of control, I let my kids have their fun on Halloween night, then I take the candy the next day and hand it out to them sparingly each day after for as long as it lasts. I balance this with healthy, low-sugar and low-salt meals, and only give them a couple of pieces a night after they’ve eaten all the healthy stuff. This way, my kids have all the fun on Halloween night, but it’s enjoyed in small, manageable doses afterward.
When I was pregnant, I remember being reluctant to commit to long-term breastfeeding. I didn’t understand pumping and had quite a bit of anxiety about having to do it at work, not to mention explaining to my employer. During my maternity leave, I absolutely loved breastfeeding my daughter, so I read up on the benefits and challenges of being a working, breastfeeding mom. I found that the federal government has made provisions just for moms like me!
The Fair Labor Standards Act (a mouthful, I know!) outlines what your employer is required to provide for you as a breastfeeding momma, including “a reasonable break time for an employee to express breastmilk for her nursing child for 1 year after the child’s birth each time such employee has need to express the milk; and a place, other than a bathroom, that is shielded from view and free from intrusion from coworkers and the public, which may be used by an employee to express breast milk.” A quick chat with my supportive HR representative led to the arrangement of a private pumping room. Ok, so it was a storage closet with a chair, lamp, table, and an extension cord, but it worked! And after the first couple of weeks, it was just like second nature.
Formula can cost hundreds per month, and even WIC is only supplemental, which means it is just a part of what baby will need, so you’ll still be paying out of pocket for some of it. Breastfeeding costs nothing, plus it supplies your baby with perfect nutrition. Another great piece of legislation for breastfeeding moms inside the Affordable Care Act says “health insurance plans must provide breastfeeding support, counseling, and equipment for the duration of breastfeeding.” That means your insurance should cover the cost of a pump and lactation consultations. More savings!
So, there you have it. It can be done. Any amount of breastmilk our babies get is a blessing, and everyone likes to save money! So whether you are fully or partially breastfeeding, don’t feel like going back to work means you have to stop.
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As a young, naïve, soon-to-be mom of my firstborn, I didn’t like it when people asked if I was going to breastfeed. I never really understood or knew much about it. Quite honestly, I didn’t really care. I felt the same way with my second child. If anybody ever said anything to me about breastfeeding, I would always shut them off. The way I look at my body now is totally different than I did at that point in my life. Looking back on my first two kids, I sit here and think – how could I have been so selfish to have taken away one of the best, most priceless things I could have given my babies? I would often think about this before my third child was born. I always said if I was to have another baby, I was absolutely going to breastfeed, no ifs, ands, or buts about it. If the good Lord is willing and the creek don’t rise, it will happen.
We welcomed to the world our third little girl a few years after our second. I was never really one to put myself out there, especially when it was something that I was uncomfortable with in the first place. But, I remember like it was yesterday the lactation consultant coming into my room after I had my little girl and asking if I wanted help getting her latched. Normally I am very shy, especially when it comes to my body. That particular day, however, I wanted to breastfeed so badly I didn’t care if she looked, held, touched or did anything of the sort with my breast as long as my child was getting fed my breastmilk. It was a moment I will never forget.
I still have regrets to this day about not feeding my first two babies breastmilk. I was very naïve about everything and, in a sense, selfish. Being a mom changes you in ways that you could never imagine, and being selfish is not in the mom dictionary. Selfishness is turned into selfless. The amazing gift that I gave my third baby will not only be looked at as a way for me to feed her, but also as a life lesson for me. Knowledge is power, and power can change the world. It is an amazing feeling to give the gift of a lifetime, for a lifetime.