The Best and Easiest Protein Pancakes for Babies

Ever since my son started eating solids, getting him to eat protein has been a struggle. I think partly because like many babies he's been slow to get teeth, which makes eating meat a challenge, but also because he just seems to prefer anything sweet over savory.

I mentioned this problem to my sister, and she passed me on a recipe for protein pancakes that are a staple in her house. I consider myself a pretty good baker, but these protein pancakes took a few tries before they really worked (I blame mom brain because they are ridiculously easy). The funny thing is, no mater how mangled they looked, my baby devoured them. Even today when I was making them he ate a pancake and a half, and this was after finishing his dinner!

Yummy Easy Protein Pancakes for my baby belly

To My Boy - On His First Birthday

I'm not sure if it's normal, but I find myself visualizing bad things on a fairly regular basis. Usually it's when I'm in the car; I'll see a horrible accident that doesn't happen. But sometimes I just think about what would happen if I wasn't around anymore.

The thought of my death never used to bother me, before I was a mom. It was never one of my fears, in fact I sometimes would wish I died in a really spectacular way, like a plane crash or shark attack, rather than in my sleep or of an old age illness. But now I have to live. Someone in the world really depends on me, and if I was to die soon it could really fuck him up.

I Don't Know How to Raise A Boy

Approaching 20 weeks into my pregnancy I was excited and nervous. Not only would it be the first (and only) time I actually saw the baby growing inside of me, but I was going to find out the gender of my child. 

I didn't realize how important gender was to me until I actually heard the words 'It's a boy'. I had wanted a boy. I was elated. But about two days later my head started to spin. I didn't know anything about boys! What the hell was I going to do with a little boy?