I am not sure if you are anything like me and like to have things sorted and in order.
I strive for it and imagine what it would actually look like. However, much to my chagrin, I rarely seem to be able to get it all together and keep my ideal scenarios in a nice tidy package.
My new life’s mission to educate moms on health and wellness has stemmed from personal experience. My kids and I were chronically sick with various colds, flus, continual runny noses, and asthma symptoms, requiring nebulizer treatments and inhalers.
After finding out about how the foods we were eating were affecting us, and then taking charge to make the changes needed to get us well, we have been able to see dramatic improvements in our health.
A big part helping with the transition from the foods they were used to eating to the “new way of eating”, was to get the kids involved in preparing their own foods..
Now, this is always so much easier in theory than reality. I love to teach and tell people what things they can do to improve their lives and how to go about it.. However, to actually do those things can be, well, a bit more challenging than teaching it.
I have not been exactly Betty Crocker, to the point that most of my married life, my husband has said the best thing I make is reservations! Well, he has been right.
However, this is a new chapter in my life, and just because that’s the “way I’ve always been” doesn’t mean I can’t change, right? Besides, I am trying to lead by example and truly want to be more engaged with our food and get in touch with the wonderful bounty of the earth.
So, a few nights ago, I had gotten my basket from my CSA (Community Supported Agriculture), with lots of fresh organic produce. I have been having wonderful “ONE” food classes at my house and learning how to prepare healthy dishes . The kids were starving and it was the perfect opportunity for me to put into action my new found skills.
I had the entire counter full of food. I was cooking food, preparing raw food and just trying to figure out exactly what the theme of my meal was going to turn out to be. Because, although I had a lot of great ideas, I just couldn’t narrow it down to what exactly it was I was concocting.
In the midst of it all, I decided a fresh smoothie was also in order.. an alkalizing green one!! I got all of the ingredients into the Vita-Mix and ready to blend.. That was when my son showed up. He was freshly bathed with clean jammies on, smiling and eager to help mommy in the kitchen.
Here we were! Look at us…. Happy and Excited! We were getting ready to make our green smoothie. I was being that awesome mom in the kitchen that I usually am not and now including my kid. It was perfect. The scene was set up for a perfect photo op!
My little guy joyously turned on the blender, then we tasted it.. I asked him what it needed and I could see how proud he was to be a part of this green creation and that he was getting to give his opinion of what to do to make it taste just to his liking.
He told me, “It needs to be a little bit sweeter, mom. It’s needs some maple syrup.” “Ah, yes, grade B maple syrup, which has lots of health benefits would be perfect.”, I told him. Just as I was getting ready to put the sweetener in is when my perfect picture of my culinary experience began to unravel in a most unlovely way. My sous chef thought this would be a great time to turn on the Vita-Mix on high speed… the trouble was, the lid was off.
Yes, as you could only imagine, green stuff went flying everywhere! It looked like the swamp monster had come through and slimed the entire kitchen. Carson was now covered head to toe and green liquid dripped down from his hair onto his little sad face. All of my recipe books, my smoothie products, cabinets, floor.. everywhere was covered in green goo.
I wish I could say that I laughed. I wish I could say that I took a picture for posterity. I so did not. I sent my now hysterical son upstairs to get back in the bathtub. He was so upset and screamed for about 15 minutes.
It was at this time I realized that I had a choice. It was a mess. A huge mess.. I really dislike messes. I had to catch my breath and talk myself down through the whole ordeal. A sweet small voice spoke into my ear and told me that this moment could mean the difference in damaging his spirit and never wanting to see another green smoothie or be near the kitchen or blender again.
I needed to handle this calmly and kindly..
Thankfully, someone was there to help me so I could gather my wits and get a grip. By the time my now once again freshly bathed son came back downstairs, I was able to joke with him about the mess. His demeanor changed from disappointment to joy and light-heartedness. He quickly forgot about the swamp disaster and ran off to play with his little sister outside.
The mess was still there.. dinner was still not made, but I had thankfully been able to clean up the mess and a worse mess I could have made in my son’s heart.
It’s these times that I have questioned “What the heck am I doing trying to start a program to help moms? How am I qualified to teach anything? Look at what a mess!”
But, this is life. This is who I am.. This is who we are. We are real moms. We have real kids, real problems and real messes sometimes.
As I prepare for how I am going to open up a center for educating women, nourishing people with ONE foods and launching Moms In Charge, I sometimes feel like that dinner.. Where to begin, what is this going to turn out like and what direction am I going ? What will be the outcome of this meal?
This night in the kitchen taught me alot. There will be messes along the way, but they are huge opportunities to look into my heart to find out what my motives are and how to respond in love. It’s a challenge. But I know with God’s help and Recipe book, He will show me just the right menu for all to feast on:)
Next time, I hope I will be brave enough to take that picture of the mess for posterity!