I have never had such an appreciation for bread crusts until I had children. They nourish me thanks to my older son leaving them behind. Some days, if it weren't for his scraps, I'm not sure I'd be eating a dang thing.
I have come to realize that while I'm spending so much time (making almost all things homemade) and money (buying everything organic) feeding my family in a healthy fashion, that I'm doing more psychological eating. In my mind I'm consuming that broccoli, those beans and that cheese, but I'm not actually eating it. It's just that all of the work and love involved in preparing the food and the constant keeping up with feeding two, gives me the sense I'm also ingesting it through every mouthful I'm feeding my children. I guess the mother-child connection also has something to do with it given they are a part of me after all.
These days, I feel like I've scored if a pea or a carrot stick is left behind. Once again, lunch for me! I constantly remind myself that as mommies, we have to make sure we are getting the fuel we need to function throughout the day and remind ourselves that despite the chaos of it all, we must remember to feed ourselves as healthy and consistently as we are feeding our children. Not only will we benefit, but our children will too!
