"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes-and ships-and sealing-wax-
Of cabbages-and kings-
And why the sea is boiling hot-
And whether pigs have wings."

- The Walrus and the Carpenter by Lewis Carrol
(From Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872)

Friday, June 15, 2012

It's Been A Long Time

I can't believe I haven't written in this blog in five months. I mean, I can and I can't. But my apologies to my readers. Here's the thing. Life is busy. BUSY. Like a bee! And I am exhausted most of the time it seems. Like prop my feet up, pour a heuugee glass of win, and devour ice cream in front of the TV while looking like a zombie exhausted.

Toddlers make me tired.

My toddler makes me tired.

Abigail is five days short of her 19-month mark. She is far less a baby and far more a kid these days. She speaks in sentences like, "Doggy go bark." Or, "I see 'em, mama." And the way her sweet little bow of a mouth moves when she talks, and the sound of her voice is absolutely one of the most adorable sights and sounds ever.

Except when it's not. Which is usually when she has thrown herself onto the floor with hot tears streaming down her chubby cheeks, and a face as red as a beet as she screams about something but most of the time you aren't...quite...sure...what.

Abbey is also walking. Strike that. Running. Well, attempting to run. Today that resulted in a faceplant on concrete and a fat lip. But it's clear that she wants her little body to move a lot faster than it's currently able.

Abbey loves music. She always has, but this love grows deeper all the time. But now it's really becoming a necessity. Her daycare gave us a CD of her class' favorite tunes. Old standards like "You Are My Sunshine" and "Itsy Bitsy Spider" make an appearance. And new favorites like "Animal Action" or the "Freeze" dance have become standard. So standard that a recent family vacation involving a 3 hour card ride would have been pure unadulterated hell had it not been for this CD. One minute - screaming. Pop the CD in, and next thing you know there's a smiley, happy toddler clapping her hands and bobbing along to "Slippery Fish" in the back seat. So we are now officially "that couple" who drives along while listening to kids tunes. Go ahead and mock us now.

But I think the biggest surprise I've faced is the non-stop action this kid employs. She is one busy bee. Always going. And though she still takes an afternoon nap, it's really more a time of quick re-set. Like the production crew between the matinee and evening performance. You're really spending that time running around like a maniac trying to put some sense of order into the chaos that was the preceding four-six hours.

I'll tell you one thing, though. At the end of the day, on that sweet, "Love you, Mama" is the perfect prelude to the recovery cocktail. And mommy's reset button.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Cracker?! Cheese?!

Now that my child is nearly fourteen months old (!?!?!?), I have come to that fork in the road that I hear so many parents talk about, whine about, cringe over, and let out exasperated sighs. Mealtime is becoming chaos.

Currently, our child's diet consists primarily of cheese and crackers. She asks for these items on a regular basis. Usually yelling. Cracker?! Cheese?! Open the refrigerator, or what I think she has decided is the cheese storage box, and immediately you will hear, "CHEESE!?!?!" shouted from a wee voice as if her life depended on it. The cheese is either the organic string cheese, or (don't judge) good 'ol pasteurized American cheese. In my defense, the American slices come from the milkman weekly. So at least it's local. But Abbey loves the stuff. Asks for it regularly. As for the crackers - mostly graham crackers. Whole wheat - that's a win, right?

I had always hoped that our child would be an adventurous eater, although I always knew that could be a long-shot. I eat pretty much anything. My husband...not so much. Abbey seems to enjoy most things that are orange or white in color. Again, cheese. Umm...bananas. Hmm...yogurt. Waffles, pancakes or French toast. And occasionally, a blueberry or strawberry. Oh, and French fries. Mac and Cheese, but it has to come from a box and only the shell shaped pasta. And crackers. Of course. That's about it.

I will say that a new bond has definitely been forged between Abbey and the canine members of our family, since Abbey's culinary outcasts are hurled onto the floor to the delight of our four-legged companions.

So, what to do? I know a lot of parents struggle with this. I want my kiddo to have a good diet. I do. It's important to me. But here's the thing. I have no desire to spend my weekends/evenings/free time creating deliciously healthy meals en masse that are then packaged into colorful, recycled, sustainable, BPA and every chemical possible free containers with cute stickers on them with "Abigail" adorned on them. Not gonna happen. I'm lucky if I brush my teeth and shower these days. And though I'm not a huge fan of pre-preared grocery bought food - I understand the negative impacts, I read the stories about the obesity epidemic in our country, I know it starts with me and the habits I set for my child, I get it. But please for the love of God can someone point me to healthy, tasty, offerings that might exist in say, the freezer aisle? That require a minute or less in the microwave? Preferably something that has a vegetable hidden somewhere in it? Do such items exist?