Becoming a Sports Mom: Meal Planning

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MealPlanningSoftballSeason

It seems I let my friendly neighbor talk me into signing all three girls up for softball.

I’m not sure what I was thinking. We tried soccer once. We’ve tried karate, dance, and tumbling.

We’ve tried, and will return to, swim lessons this summer.

We definitely do the individual sports better than the team ones.

My anxiety over the entire situation has nothing to do with our kids’ abilities or with a concern for their safety.

I don’t want to leave the house that much. I don’t want to go make small talk with other parents that I don’t know.

I’m going to dread every practice. Once I’m there, I’ll appear just find, be friendly, volunteer, and cheer the kids on.  When we get home, I’ll run to my room and hide in my bed. I will need to be alone for a bit – to recover from being social.

Moms with kids in sports, or really any extracurricular activities that eat up most of your week, have to learn to plan ahead and be prepared. Cooking time is limited, dinner is often late, and boy oh boy are those kids hungry.

Last Friday, my anxiety got the better of me. The practice schedule had been announced. It wasn’t a shock, I knew full well what to expect. The schedule made it real, and the reality of it all sent me into a panic.

Saturday morning, I woke up and decided that the only thing I could control right now was planning food. I could make a plan for what to eat and when to eat, and I could prep it early. Every little bit of healthy shortcut is good right? I really didn’t want to eat Chik-fil-A  four days a week.

I thought it might be fun to share some of the recipes I picked out. Most are from Taste of Home Cooking School Cookbook , my Pioneer Woman Cookbook, All Recipes.com or random recipe cards I found flying around my recipe bucket.

This week’s menu:

Monday: Pot Roast, Butterbeans, Mashed Potatoes, Peas and Biscuits

Tuesday: Cheesy Chicken and Rice, (leftover butterbeans and peas)

Wednesday: Spaghetti – night of our first practice

Thursday: Meatloaf, Corn on the Cob, Potatoes

Friday: BBQ Chicken (crock pot), leftover meatloaf for the kids, maybe homemade mac and cheese.  **

Saturday: Bacon Brussel Sprout Quesadillas and (leftover) BBQ Chicken Quesadillas {kids will eat pizza tacos}

Sunday: Big Grilled Cheese Sandwiches and Butter Onion Soup {tomato soup for the kids}

** My homemade mac and cheese is a no bake kind. I whip it up in a pot just like you would a box of mac and cheese, only with real stuff. Also, before you think I’m snooty about boxed mac and cheese – we eat the boxed stuff at lunch.

Other Meals I Prepped

Homemade Pizzas

Pie Crusts for Pot Pies etc.

Tortilla Soup (Pioneer Woman pg. 77)

Meatballs (the kind you put chili sauce and grape jelly on and take to parties!)

White Chili (Taste of Home Cooking School Cookbook pg 92)

Creamy Garlic Noodles (THC, pg 217)

Breakfast Casserole

Cowboy Quiche (PW)

Challenges

We have a few challenges around meals. I shouldn’t even complain since we have no allergies or intolerances (that we know of). I also hesitate to even talk about them, for fear I’ll be met with “if you hadn’t babied them as babies they would eat what you fix them” or “just feed them what you make, if they don’t like it they can be hungry”. Both are true. The latter is how I was raised. I can remember being bummed upon arriving at the table to find mom had made that awful pork chop and noodle thing. I would spend half of dinner picking out those tiny tasteless mushrooms.

Here’s the deal folks. I promised to be honest and real. So here it is:

Kid #1 doesn’t eat bread unless it’s cinnamon toast and even that is just a recent addition to her diet. She won’t even eat crackers – just the topping. That eliminates the options for sandwich night. Yes, Sunday is grilled cheese night. I *might* be able to get her to eat the inner parts, if I cut off the crust, make it super cheesy, and it doesn’t get too brown. I have mini soft tortillas so she and her sister can have “cheesy roll ups” instead. Trying something new is almost impossible, even though when she does try it she usually likes it. She could eat a field full of cherry tomatoes and goes through pickles by the jar.  Her big issue is that food can not touch. Not even the juice. Even a little. Sometimes, we need separate utensils.

Kid #2 recently decided she did NOT like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and would be happy to live on fresh hot bread alone. Trying something new is usually only attempted on Try It Tuesday and it takes several tries before she’ll admit she kind of liked it. She is the most likely to give something new a chance, but we are short on time, practices start tomorrow. She is like her momma and would happily eat rice and peas (mixed) or mac n cheese with corn (mixed) every day for every meal.

Kid #3 doesn’t eat. Well, she eats Goldfish Crackers and pickles (half a spear). Cheetos. Chocolate Chip cookies (if they are soft). Brownies , but only the Little Debbie kind. Pasta Roni, parmesan angel hair and spaghetti. Some times. Some times she’ll eat it and some times it’s the most awful thing I’ve ever tried to feed her. She won’t eat Jello or meat or veggies. Once in a while she will eat a banana. She tried an apple last week. Yogurt is a no go. So is ice cream. I wish it were a texture, or a smell, or a color but there is no rhyme or reason to it. She doesn’t get to eat junk all day either. She just doesn’t eat. Yet, she is still growing and to be having such a lax Kindergarten year she is already doing math ahead of what her sisters were doing at that age. Doctor isn’t complaining, so I’m not worried. Yet.

Kid #4 used to eat everything. He’s a bit pickier now. He’s also perfectly content to just not eat if he doesn’t like what’s being served as long as you don’t make him hang around watching everyone else eat. He has way too many things to be doing to just sit and watch people eat. There are bad guys to fight and superheroes to imitate.

The Mr. lifts weights. He needs protein. Lots of protein. He would eat almost anything, at least once. He’ll eat it twice if you follow it up with a pie or cobbler.

 

So tell me mommas, what’s your favorite freezer meal? What’s your favorite grown up meal turned kid friendly meal? What’s your favorite trick to get kids to eat? Do you have a kid that just won’t eat?

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Put more YES in your house

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Mom said Yes

I spend a lot of my day saying “no”.

I didn’t realize how often I said no, but geez louise it’s a lot.

No, you can’t have more soda.

No, we aren’t having cookies for breakfast.

No, we aren’t painting today.

No, we can’t play Play-Doh right now.

No,

No,

Uh… not now (basically no) , maybe later (I hope you forget that you even asked).

I don’t want to say no all the time.

I don’t want to let them have free reign over the soda, paint and cookies either!

Since I’m pretty certain my kids don’t sit on the couch thinking of the messiest, most complicated thing in the world to play or pondering what sugar laden junk food to ask for next, I had to conclude they only ask for these things because they see them.

That means, they only ask for them because I bought them and put them in their sights.

Soak that in Momma. You put on the table, then told them not to touch it.

That’s like a double edged sword of torture isn’t it?

You spent money on it, said they couldn’t have it (or do it), then have to listen to them ask over and over and over and over again.

You’re miserable, they’re miserable.

What for?

Oh wait, I remember why I bought it.

I bought the paint so it would be on hand when I finally decided to do art in school; knowing that I only do paint projects in the Spring and Summer.

I bought the cookies for snack tonight because I didn’t want to make them from scratch; knowing that from scratch we get 12-15 cookies and they are gone immediately but buying a big bag means we have cookies for DAYS.

I keep buying things for “some day” or buying more than we’ll consume during that “special treat” and now I have all this stuff sitting around, taking up space, tempting my kids.

I want to stop saying no all the time, but I don’t want to start letting them paint daily either. (Not that daily painting is a bad thing, I just can’t do that kind of large scale mess on a daily basis. I shouldn’t consume that much wine.)

My plan is simple:

Stop Bringing In Stuff I Need To Say No To

Almost genius isn’t it.

There are too many recipes for easy homemade dough for me to have the store stuff on hand.

Cookies really aren’t that hard to make, when you really want a cookie.

If I only buy paint supplies in April, then Springtime will have new excitement to it, and I won’t have to spend all January saying “not today”. (Pick a winter craft to do in January and get them excited about that)

Intentionally bring things in that you can joyfully say YES to.

 

What can you say YES to today?

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Head Cold Plus Overwhelmed Momma Gets You

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If it’s this overwhelmed, half sick, missing-her-Mr.-because-he-is-out-of-town, still haven’t unpacked from two back to back road trips momma then you get a blog makeover.

I’m not sure why CSS is all I can manage to do when I’m foggy headed. I managed to write one post, announcing the Top Ten List for SUPER Homeschool Blogger over at The Homeschool Post, but that was a whole lotta cut and paste ya’ll.

Me at Midnight

So here I am, at 12:30 in the morning, glaring at you over my cup of hot tea.

Actually, I’m not glaring at you. That’s a webcam shot of me glaring at my children who are still flippin’ awake.

I’m not expecting to actually fall asleep when they do. Noooo, that would be too easy.

My body decided that this week would be a great week to get bursts of energy at the exact moment the children all fall asleep.

I’m glaring at them because they won’t stop talking to me.

With the Mr. gone, they normally get to sleep in our bed, but dang that oldest one is getting big!  I convinced them to camp out in the living room.

I have two over there:

The older two

And one down there:

Baby Girl

And this one, practically in my lap, as usual:

Zombie Fighter

Doggonit, I just realized I let him fall asleep in without a PullUp. Do I cross my fingers or wrestle one on and hope he doesn’t wake up?

So far this week we have had {and for it’s only 1 hour into Thursday}:

  • two broken dishes, one was full of ABC’s and 123’s when it hit the floor – and shattered.
  • one torn sweater, less than 2 weeks old, one of only three items I have ever bought from a high end children’s store
  • one decimated box from Schwan’s (empty), Tader thought it would be nice to give it to Chicken – the very bored Macaw.
  • three Kid’s meals from McD’s with none of the chicken in it.  (okay, so yea, that might have been a blessing in disguise)
  • lots of snot
  • mom was …. um…. ‘hormonal’
  • Lil Man peed in a potted tree. He then told me that a zombie in the schoolroom showed him how to do it.

I’m not complaining though. I’m counting the laughs, because one day, these will be the moments I look back on a laugh my jiggly old backside about.

Now, if you’ll pardon me, I think I’ll go find me some chocolate and my favorite blanket. Maybe Lil Man will share some couch with me.

 

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