Take 3 zucchinis …

August 17, 2007

One of the hardest things when you have a baby and are super duper tired is to find the time to be a domestic goddess. From time to time I still like to impress my partner with dinner ready when he gets home. It doesn’t always work despite my good intentions, sometimes the Imp has other ideas and that’s okay. And I don’t always have the motivation. But when it does work, I feel like a super woman. So here is my failsafe recipe that can be thrown together very quickly and baked in the oven. It’s even quicker if you’ve got a grater attachment on your magimix. And a dishwasher. If you don’t please leave the dishes for your partner 😉

Oh and where I come from, they call courgettes zucchinis …

Courgette/Zucchini Pie (it’s like a frittata, but easier)

3 courgettes/zucchinis, grated

1 large onion, chopped

1 cup grated cheese

1 cup self raising flour

5 eggs

1/2 cup olive oil


Mix oil, eggs and pepper then stir into mixed courgette/zucchini, onion cheese and flour. Pour into greased baking dish and bake in moderate oven.

That’s seriously it. I can even make it in my sleep deprived state. If you’re so sleep deprived that you can’t, get your partner to make it. Or your mother. Or your next door neighbour.  I can’t remember how long to bake it for, it’s probably 45 mins-an hour. I’ll report back as it’s in the oven right now.

You can also cut a piece and give it to your baby if they are doing the baby led weaning thing, as long as they are ok with eggs. Mine had a bit of a reaction so I’ve taken some of the pre-egg mixture, added some ricotta and put a few spoons in the muffin tin. No idea if it will work but was worth the experiment. Will also report back if successful. I’m on a mission to have the Imp eat similar to our dinners though it takes a bit of creativity on my part.

Nb: If you don’t feel like being a domestic goddess, you totally don’t have to be. Being a mother is a job well done without having to do anything on top!


Nil by mouth

August 12, 2007

We’ve been going down the path of Baby Led Weaning with the Imp. On the few occassions I’ve tried to feed him something with a spoon, he refuses, closing his lips tight. He will not be fooled. Even doing funny things to make him laugh results in a close lipped laugh. He KNOWS what we’re up to. Who knows if we created this aversion by having him feed himself from the beginning, or whether he would have been like this anyway. My guess is that it’s just his personality. He’s fussy about things going into his mouth – has to be on his terms. He’s always been like this with breastfeeding too.

Which brings me to last night’s episode, the dream feed. Success or failure? I haven’t worked it out. This is what happened… I was able to gently lift the imp out of the cot, get him to suck on my finger and then tried to get him to feed. I came up against the tight lip seal again. Would. Not. Open. Mouth. Tried different things to get him to open up. Not a chance in hell. He did not want to feed! I imagined that I would put him back, hop into bed and then he would wake demanding a feed.

But no, the wonderous Imp slept until 4am, had a feed, than back to sleep until 7! Of course, it might have helped that I was wearing earplugs due to a loud all-night party nearby. Or maybe the Imp sleeps better to loud 80’s rock.