I've been giving a lot of thought to the kind of mom I am. I've quickly
realized that, with each choice I make about how to parent, another set
of choices blooms. Being a modern, urban mom, the kind of mom with a
faded Obama bumper sticker and tattoos (also faded), who leans towards
baby-wearing and insisted on a natural birth, pretty much means that I HAVE to make my own baby food, right?
as friends began sending me baby food cookbooks before Veronica was
even born probably answers that question. But the thing is that even if
I weren't the kind of mom I described above I'd still probably attempt
to cook most of my baby's meals, if only because I love cooking and baby food presents a whole new culinary adventure.