I recently continued my tentative foray into self-publishing with a new miniature cookbook entitled The Little Book of Breastfeeding Recipes: Delicious Meals for Nursing Mothers and Their Wee Ones. It’s nothing fancy – Martha Stewart, it ain’t! – but it’s a very utilitarian little collection of yummy recipes that my friend Carrie Squires and I put together to keep our sensitive-tummied babies happy. A little glimpse at the forward:
When I gave birth to our son, I did not expect that my eating habits might have to change, to say nothing of my cooking habits. At the hospital, as the nurses walked me through all the many foods I would need to avoid to keep my breastfeeding boy happy, I nearly wilted. No broccoli? No chocolate? No spices?
Doing my best to avoid the myriad do-not-touch foods on their list, I realized that dry turkey sandwiches and pretzels would comprise the majority of my food intake. At a time when everything changes so violently, when sleep is nowhere to be found, and when hormones are in upheaval, it seemed criminal that I should be forbidden from the singular joy of eating well.
Here’s the part where I have to promote myself without shame:
You need this book. It is a sweet addition to a friend’s baby shower gift, or bundled up with dinner for a family trudging through the first weeks of new babyhood. Even if the mother doesn’t end up breastfeeding, recipes like Fresh Herb Potato Salad, Grilled Chicken Eggplant Kebabs with Quinoa, and Harvest Flatbread will be appreciated by anyone who simply likes to eat. In other words, every recipe is adapted for maximum flavor and minimum baby tummy irritation. To buy the book, follow this link. And for those of you feeling lucky, leave a comment by Wednesday, March 16 at 9am and be entered to win a free copy!
Okay, I have my shame back. But seriously: thank you for supporting this project. All revenue from the sales of this book is going toward getting professional photos taken of our sweet Seabass! So you know it’s a good cause.
And speaking of Seabass, thank you, little guppy, for all your good napping that allowed me to write this. I love you.