Grocery shopping is the essence of motherhood. After the last chick flew the nest, and stop me if you've heard this before, it really didn't hit me until I was in the grocery store and I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. I know longer had to buy pounds of brie and salami, or Tate's cookies, or FUCKING TAKIS AND SPRITE. That part of my life was over and now here I wsas, 45 years old, putting the Tates and Takis back on the shelves, wearing sunglasses, trying to hide my tears.
It's been three years and I still really don't know how to shop for two.
My husband had a food insecure and chaotic childhood growing up in Northern Kentucky. When we would all go to Costco, his face would light up as bright as the kids faces, and we were not saying "NO" to much, if anything. We have always had the cookies, clementines, good cheeses and Kraft singles, EVERY FUCKING VARIETY OF CRACKERS IN FAMILY SIZED BOXES, ice cream, country white bread, butter, eggs, you name it, we always had it and friends could eat as much as the kids. My husband once said being able to fill up the pantry and fridge like that made him feel like a successful and good father. It made my heart grow five times larger to only shatter and put itself back together again looking at him and seeing him as a child... Scared and hungry.
I don't food shame parents. Just feed the kids. Make sure they eat. As a mom of a kid who spent a year only wanting to eat uncooked Ramen noodles, who is now a lighting engineer for a huge architectural firm in NYC that eats vegetables, I can confidently confirm your picky kid will turn out just fine.
This is the best. Yes. NAILED IT. Keeping the kitchen well-stocked, for me, is being a successful mom. Opening a cupboard or fridge and seeing food is safety.
Love this post (and peek inside your life). So much of my parenting--and my childhood--can be summed up by the contents of my kids' snack cabinet.
Also, yesss lighting. (I light that candle you gave me every other morning when I meditate/write. Think of you every single time.)
Also also, I'm not much of a jazz connoisseur, but the best concert I've ever been to was Dave Brubeck. "Take Five" live was a kind of magic I'll never forget.
Grocery shopping is the essence of motherhood. After the last chick flew the nest, and stop me if you've heard this before, it really didn't hit me until I was in the grocery store and I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. I know longer had to buy pounds of brie and salami, or Tate's cookies, or FUCKING TAKIS AND SPRITE. That part of my life was over and now here I wsas, 45 years old, putting the Tates and Takis back on the shelves, wearing sunglasses, trying to hide my tears.
It's been three years and I still really don't know how to shop for two.
My husband had a food insecure and chaotic childhood growing up in Northern Kentucky. When we would all go to Costco, his face would light up as bright as the kids faces, and we were not saying "NO" to much, if anything. We have always had the cookies, clementines, good cheeses and Kraft singles, EVERY FUCKING VARIETY OF CRACKERS IN FAMILY SIZED BOXES, ice cream, country white bread, butter, eggs, you name it, we always had it and friends could eat as much as the kids. My husband once said being able to fill up the pantry and fridge like that made him feel like a successful and good father. It made my heart grow five times larger to only shatter and put itself back together again looking at him and seeing him as a child... Scared and hungry.
I don't food shame parents. Just feed the kids. Make sure they eat. As a mom of a kid who spent a year only wanting to eat uncooked Ramen noodles, who is now a lighting engineer for a huge architectural firm in NYC that eats vegetables, I can confidently confirm your picky kid will turn out just fine.
To the beauty of the mundane!
*No longer. gah
This is the best. Yes. NAILED IT. Keeping the kitchen well-stocked, for me, is being a successful mom. Opening a cupboard or fridge and seeing food is safety.
Love this post (and peek inside your life). So much of my parenting--and my childhood--can be summed up by the contents of my kids' snack cabinet.
Also, yesss lighting. (I light that candle you gave me every other morning when I meditate/write. Think of you every single time.)
Also also, I'm not much of a jazz connoisseur, but the best concert I've ever been to was Dave Brubeck. "Take Five" live was a kind of magic I'll never forget.
Aw, love this <3
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You are such a great writer Monica!
So talented. Love reading your stuff!
I adore you and am glad you found me here <3