I was warned it would happen.
The other mothers, the ones with older children, would look at me wistfully with a hint of pity in their eyes. Now, looking back, I realize that I was a skeptic. Perhaps I was naive. Perhaps I was just hopeful it wouldn’t happen to me. Either way, I was wrong. Dead wrong. And now, I find myself realizing the truth.
The truth about the ‘hollow leg’ stage.
You see, I have a 12 year old boy in my home who is always hungry. Always.
Keeping the fridge and pantry stocked with healthy options has practically become a part-time job for this mama.
The struggle is real people.
And there is nothing my boy loves more than homemade baked goods.
So you can imagine how thrilled he was when he walked into the kitchen one day and saw a cake stand piled high with gorgeous blackberry scones. His eyes were big as saucers as he asked if he could have one of those beautiful, still warm out of the oven, goodies.
But as his hand reached out to select the largest one, he spotted it. Something green. In the scone.
“WHAT is that?” He cried.
“Well, son, that is basil.” I replied.
“Why did you put basil in the scones?” He asked.
“Because I tried a basil scone at that cool, hip new coffee shop downtown and I thought it added great flavor so I wanted to try it at home.” I said.
“Ummmm…well…I guess since I touched this one I should go ahead and try it.” He replied.
And he did. He tried it. He tried that one. Only that one.
Maybe I should have made some without basil. Maybe I should have felt badly that he didn’t really like them. Maybe I should have made something that I knew the whole family would enjoy.
But, for the love of all that is good and tasty, sometimes enough is enough. We moms in the hollow leg stage have needs too!
We need to know that we can bake something and not have it disappear in the blink of an eye. We need to know that when the kids are finally asleep and the house is quiet and our sweet tooth starts aching that the treats we baked earlier in the day will be there when we reach for them.
Can I get an AMEN?!
So, my fellow moms in the hollow leg stage, I say to you that we must unite. We must stand together in solidarity.
While we keep those refrigerators and pantries stocked, we must not ignore our own needs.
And if the only way to keep those hollow leg children from eating us out of house and home is to put a little bit of something green inside our baked goods….well…then so be it. 😉
Thanks so much for joining me at the Fence today,