Recipes for Children

With two small children at home, I always find myself short on time and perpetually behind schedule, to top it off I am plagued with feelings of guilt and anxiety when it comes to providing healthy food options to my kids- a natural consequence of being a mother, so I'm told. If your children are anything like mine, they thrive on variety. Serve the same dinner that you fed them the night before, and it will undoubtedly end up anywhere except in their mouth.


I remember when my first child began his epic transition to table foods, I was always asking my friends what they cooked for their little ones. I was on the lookout for any meal that was simple to cook, had little prep time and most importantly provided them with ample nutrition.


Over the course of several months, I have managed to find a "groove" when it comes to feeding them. Having been brought up in a south Asian family, a lot of my recipes are typical Indian dishes, while others are make-shift, experiment-as-you-go-along creations.


This blog page is a method for me to keep track and refer to my recipes, share them with other parents, and to discuss interesting food facts and dilemma's. Hope some of the ideas here work for you too.



                                                  

I try to lose weight, but it keeps finding me...

Post baby number one, I was so determined to lose all the 50 pounds I had gained during the pregnancy. I joined the gym, attended classes every night, ate perfectly portioned meals and even tried my hand at bikram yoga. By the time it was my son's first birthday, I must say, I was once again willing to be photographed.

Now with baby number 2, I find it so difficult to get out of the house and excercise. I love my kids and love creating exciting meals for them...the only catch is that I crave for their leftovers...oooh is the the cheese croissant too warm? let me take a bite to check, having trouble finishing your pasta bake? let me help, had enough chocolate mousse? i'll eat it for you...

So even though I'm active the whole day, with story time at the library, play dates, baking and diaper runs, my food intake sabotages any chance of weight loss. I decided last weekend, that enough was enough, the weather is getting warmer, spring is only a couple of months away and the stores have such cute dresses for sale already, so I will lose the weight. Off I went to the gym and with much trepidation, stood on the electronic locker room scale for my initial check in. By the way, we have a scale at home but the batteries ran out, I bought new ones, it requires those silver disc batteries, 2 of them, so 3 months ago I bought a couple. Who knew that there are separate "+" and "-" batteries, I thought they were like the regular AA batteries. I ended up buying 2 "+" batteries hence for the last 3 months I have been on huge food binges without a care in the world because there was no way for my husband to prove that I was gaining weight....yes I live in my stretchy pants!

There I was in the locker room, expecting to weigh in at 185 pounds, but to my pleasant shock I was "only" 167 pounds, which is still quite a lot considering I was 125 pounds pre-pregancy #1. I felt like I was halfway to my goal, which was super motivation for me. Since then I have been to the gym 3 times, plus this long weekend I went twice...yay! i'm so excited, I don't dare to touch anything remotely unhealthy or overeat, because when i'm in those group classes and my face is burning up and my body wants to collapse, I always wonder why I thought it was a good idea to eat all that junk.

Well now that I have put my story here for the world to read, lets hope that this in itself will help me get into shape once again!

Hubby love

So, the other day my husband and and I were talking about how drastically our lives have changed over the last couple of years....from pub crawling in San Francisco and 10 mile hikes across the Tahoe mountains....to being the parents of two children. He was trying to be supportive and compassionate towards me...telling me how he really appreciated the sacrifices I made to look after our growing family. I once used to work in the city, amongst the hip and cool, I used to be one of them, the high rollers living life in the fast lane, until I had my first baby. Suddenly my priorities and goals in life did a full 180 degree flip on me.

I love my new role as full time mom, its been an amazing journey in its own right and I wouldn't change a thing. There are days though, that I do miss being able to wear nice clothes without the added splash of spit-up, or to be able to go to the mall without my own posse of baby peeps. There are days when I am simply happy in my new world and then there are others when the frustration and exhaustion get a little too much to handle...that day happened to be one of those days. 

Our discussion slowly made its way into the delivery room of our second child, the climax of nine months of anticipation, hormones and per my husband, walking on thin ice. "You know"...he began to say..."during the whole delivery process, the part that I really felt your pain was when you were having a huge contraction and you had to sit still while the anaesthesiologist poked you with a tranquilizer"...at that point in our discussion I didn't know whether to burst into laughter or be angry at my hubby for his statement which left me dumbstruck!

What do you think?!

Hi There!

I'm officially welcoming myself to my blog, my own place, a space of my own that cannot be dirtied with grubby little chocolaty fingers, a space void of baby food and dirty diapers, a space where dinner requests and demands will fall on deaf ears. <<Breathe>> Deep breath....exhale....aaaaahhhhh!!! 

 I'm a mom of two babies and found that life just has its intense crazy and bizarre moments, but in hindsight provide some much needed comic relief... Blogging gives me an avenue to share my experiences and joys with the world but most importantly, a space of my own and another use for my rickety glider....