It’s never more apparent that you are what you eat than when you have a baby. Fill your baby with crap and they don’t sleep, don’t poo and probably don’t survive. The mission of the majority of mums I know – even the less-than-Nigella-esque ones – is to fill your kid with as much goodness as you can squeeze out of a Sainsbury delivery.
One discovers all the fruit and veg you’ve never really known what to do with before. Butternut squash, once relegated to the back of the vegetable tray becomes your new best mate at meal times.