Learning How to Cook

So now that I’m a mom of a toddler, it is time that I learn how to cook.  Sigh.  Cooking is my kryptonite.  Cooking has the ability to make me cry at night and question my whole existence.  Pretty powerful huh?  One of the first things I thought when I got pregnant was, “oh crap, how am I going to feed this kid?”  Yup, it is that serious.  Mister and I dined out the majority of our marriage.  Pizza, burgers, soul food joints, sushi Friday… and Saturday.  When Mister and I got married the only meal that I knew how to make was spaghetti.  Now that I’m an expert spaghetti maker, he will probably never eat it again.

Everyone says that cooking should be fun.  For me however, it is a major source of anxiety.  I’m talking exasperated breathing, jumbled thoughts and overall doubt.  Don’t judge me, I said anxiety didn’t I?  Scouring the internet for about an hour looking for a recipe that I hopefully have the ingredients for (preferably less than 8) and that seems rather easy in skill and under 30 mins to prep.  Yeeeeaah, we usually end up eating peanut butter and jelly or brinner (breakfast for dinner).  Can’t go wrong with scrambled eggs or pancakes right? *Shrugs*

If I am fortunate to have found a recipe that meets my requirements the food still ends up tasting mediocre.  I just don’t have that special touch.  Like how your mom or grandma can whip up something basic and it tastes magical.  Yeah, whatever that magic is I don’t have it.  There have been many occasions where I have spent so much time and effort trying to cook a meal, yet the night still ends with me in tears and Mister ordering pizza.

Nevertheless, I am determined to learn to cook THIS YEAR before my son has to really enjoy my food.  There is no worse feeling than the rejection, criticism and humiliation a kid honestly and nonchalantly offers.  I don’t want to think I’m whipping up something really awesome just to have my son say how some other mom makes everything better than I do – and in front of company no less.  So here’s to hopefully less tears and more great meals.

Have any good cooking tips, easy recipes or just overall encouragement?  Please comment below!