I got married and had a kid only to discover that I knew absolutely nothing about food, cooking schedules, meal plans, healthy meals, etc.
What a perplexing reality! I have now started a family and I did not know what to do.
What I thought I knew was not enough. I had a little one I was going to begin feeding solids to and I was fortunate to marry a man who is very choosy about food. Where do I begin?
Someone had said to me, “There are some things an adult just needs to know”. But here I was, being an adult, and I didn’t know.
I had every intention to feed my child well, so where do I begin.
I did the only thing I knew to do. I went on my knees and asked God for help.
Luckily, He is one person that will never turn His back on me and ask me to go figure it out.
That was 7-years ago. 7-hard years of searching and learning and trying everything I could.
From the adventures of trying M&Ms oven-ready meats; to trying to be adventurous myself.
A journey I am still on. Yet, I have learned a lot.
Being judged every step of the way. Yet, I have also been able to develop some skills I never really had; confidence. Also, my hope grew.
I got the confidence to try something new and to learn something new.
My hope grew that it’s never too late. I learned that no matter where I start from, I can be a great cook.
My strength comes from knowing that God never gives up on me and that I am not where I was 7-years ago.
I don’t want to forget the lessons I’ve learned.
So I start this journal, to write down what I remember.