I always had this super cool image of myself as a mommy. Among the many amazing things I would do, one of them was making my own baby food. Never happened with Emma. This time around, I have a friend who also wanted to do it, though, so we motivated each other and finally scheduled a time to make some of our very own, all-natural baby food. I would like to also add, that one certain husband implied that he believed I would never do it, and if you know anything about me, you know that I refuse to told what I will and will not do. So possibly out of spite, in an effort to prove him wrong, I went on this adventure. And as it is a tweetacular day, here is my day, in tweet form.
10:30 a.m.
Decided to reuse baby food jars, despite numerous websites against it.
10:35
Probably should sterilize jars. Mtg at 12. Such a procrastinator.
10:38
No time for dishwasher. Using microwave bottle sterilizer
10:58
Picking up Emma from Joy School. One batch sterilized.
11:20
Something smells like burning.
11:22
Note: Metal jar lids and microwave NOT a good match
12:00 p.m.
Jars ready. Just found I need to buy more veggies
12:30
Left sleeping baby with sleeping daddy. Grocery shopping.
1:05
Grocery boy charged me for ong ppr, not squash! Wouldn’t correct. 
1:20
At friend’s. Food making already underway.
1:50
Sweet potatoes ready! Boiling and steaming.
1:55
Hesitantly watching friend salt food. Uptight about baby salt intake.
2:00
Puree swt ptto in blender. Looks good.
2:50
Did beans, corn, squash, and zucchini. Friend’s freezer full. Kitchen mess.
3:00
Almost home. Weighing time spent.
3:05
Baby awake. Wishing I had used nap time differently.
3:10
End conclusion: time more precious than money. Buying my baby food!
I also found my end cost to be slightly more than some of the store-bought baby food on sale. But, that’s also because I got overcharged for my squash! A small batch of carrots or sweet potatoes would certainly be worth it, but I also like the variety of being able to buy apple, mango, kiwi in a jar–doubt I’d ever make that at home. Especially considering how precious nap time is around here, I would certainly have rather done something else. And let’s also factor in the clean-up involved. Ugh. Gonna take the lazy path on this one!
(P.S. For those of you hoping for more Emma tweets, I’m sorry. III slobbered all over my phone last night, and it quit working. My running list of Emma quotes is saved on my phone. No phone = No tweets. If I can manage to revive it, I’ll post then, or I’ll try to remember some of them later!)
And if anyone would like a little more detail on the exact food-making process, I’d be happy to share–just ask me!
The Daring Kitchen
