Giant bottles of whole milk. Before motherhood I bought milk by the pint. The rule was there had to be enough for a cup of tea in the morning. We'd generally grab a bottle from the corner shop every couple of days. Now milk has to be purchased by the bucketful. I'm thinking of getting a cow in the back garden.
Rice cakes. Formerly only associated with my twice yearly diets these bad boys have gone from foe to friend and are my number one kid pacifier. We particularly love the Organix snack size ones, which are cunningly known as biscuits in our house.
Breadsticks. These poor mans appetisers prove irristable to toddlers. Just in case I misremembered I tried one recently and I think they taste like stick.
Bananas. This was my son's first food and it has endured as his best food. They're also a firm mama favourite for having their own carry case and being perfect for chucking into a handbag without getting crumby or sticky. Word to the wise, empty said handbag at the end of the day. The results of a lost banana are not pretty.
Bread. My husband and I embraced the low carb movement of the early noughties. Also with little time for breakfast and lunch at the office loaves tended to devolve into unnecessary science experiment under our watch. Now bread is back! Sandwiches are the only thing I can guarantee will be consumed and I'm not ashamed to say I consider them sufficient for breakfast, lunch or dinner.
Yoghurt. I implore you not to fall into the yoghurt trap. Now Roscoe only has to see something yoghurt shaped and all hell breaks loose, I'm genuinely fearful of him commiting some sort of yoghurt related crime in the future, not fearful enough to stop buying them.
Peas. Our reliance on peas is getting serious. In the past we just had a stray bag in the freezer for emergencies but now they're a fixed shopping list feature. Roscoe's views on vegetables are completely unpredictable with the exception of peas. It may or may not be a coincidence that they're also the vegetable with the most potential for mess making.
Non-alcoholic beer. I discovered this in pregnancy and I still keep an emergecny supply in the fridge. Dawn starts are not conducive to a night on the booze so these give me that end of the day feeling without the start of the day headache.
Coffee. Before I had a child I had a passing acquaintance with coffee. I liked the occassional latte or an americano after dinner but soon after my son was born coffee became my friend, my lover and my mentor. Right now, it's complicated.
Has the contents of your fridge changed since you became a parent?
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