One night, in the not so distant past, I found myself cooking three meals, three times a day. If you\u2019re doing the math, that\u2019s nine different meals every single day for three very different types of eaters. Dinner was the worst. By 6 pm, I would begin prepping a meal for me and my husband to eat after all the kids went to bed. By 6:30 I\u2019d whip up an easy-ish toddler dish for my three-year-old twins while simultaneously chopping and dicing and foraging for a third meal for my five-year-old son with cerebral palsy. He has chewing and swallowing issues. His food takes the most thought of all of us. Plus, he\u2019s five, so there\u2019s the picky-factor. That\u2019s way too much thought put in to what we put in our mouths. Plus, we never ate together, because when would I sit down with all that prepping and baking and microwaving and pureeing?<\/h2>\n

Through sweat, creativity, consultations with feeding therapists, and a hefty dose of desperation, we\u2019ve finally got this dinner thing down. We eat together. We eat the ONE meal I fix a night. And I sit down. I really do.<\/h2>\n

Click on the picture below to read my new article in Parenting Special Needs Magazine<\/strong><\/em><\/a>\u00a0(and watch a little DIY video) on how to cook once for all your eaters.<\/h2>\n

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What’s your favorite meal to cook for your family?<\/strong><\/h2>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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