Troubleshooting Purees: My Hunt for the Best Baby Food Maker
It was 1:14 AM and I was holding a tactical flashlight to the water reservoir of a $150 baby appliance. I had my phone camera zoomed in to 3x magnification, trying to verify if the cluster of black specks inside...
Why I Finally Stopped Feeding My Kids Apple-Flavored Everything
I was standing in my kitchen at like 3 PM on a Tuesday, wearing the exact same black maternity leggings I had technically slept in, holding a plastic spoon covered in this neon orange sweet potato puree that somehow smelled...
Why I Finally Started Buying Serenity Kids Baby Food for Maya
I was sitting on my kitchen floor at exactly 2:14 PM on a Tuesday, wearing yoga pants that hadnβt seen the inside of a gym since Obama was in office, panic-Googling "arsenic in sweet potatoes" while Maya, who was about...
The Messy Truth About Feeding Sugar Baby Melons to Infants
I'm currently staring at my kitchen counter, which looks exactly like a crime scene. I've a paring knife in one hand, half of a tiny, bowling-ball-sized watermelon in the other, and sticky pink juice running all the way down to...
The completely unvarnished truth about making homemade baby food
My mother-in-law cornered me in the kitchen and said I had to boil dal water for three straight hours or my son's intestines would simply shut down. My coworker from the pediatric ward texted me to skip purees entirely, advising...
Why Your Baby Needs Arugula (And How to Serve It Without Tears)
I was standing in my kitchen staring at a green-splattered cabinet while my mother-in-law clutched her coffee mug like a shield. I had just scraped a dollop of bright green puree onto my six-month-old's tray, and she looked at me...
Raising Butcher Babies: The No-Nonsense Guide to Real Meat
There was a solid smear of greyish-brown turkey paste on my kitchen ceiling, and I was sitting on the floor crying next to a half-empty jar of baby food that smelled exactly like the wet food I buy for the...
The Truth About Beechnut Baby Food When You Have Twin Girls
It was 11:43 PM on a Tuesday. The NutriBullet was emitting a high-pitched scream usually reserved for dying spacecraft, and I was standing in my kitchen in nothing but my boxer shorts, covered in a fine, sticky mist of pureed...
The Truth About Beech-Nut Baby Food From a Tired Mom of Three
I was standing on a kitchen chair with a wet Swiffer pad, aggressively scrubbing bright orange sweet potato puree off my ceiling fan, when I finally accepted defeat. This was four years ago with my oldest son. I had bought...