About a month ago, I heard a story on NPR’s Morning Edition about a study on working mothers and multi-tasking. Moms, the study said, are on overdrive during the hours they’re with kids. Many described the hours between 5 and 8 p.m. as the "arsenic hours." The result? Their pre-frontal cortex was overloaded, their brains frazzled, and their decision-making impaired.
“Yup,” I thought to myself. “Exactly.”
With that study in mind, I’d like to propose a change to how we think about parents and food: that rather than seeing parents’ constant reaching for convenience food as some sort of moral failing, let’s view it instead as a call for help -- a form of crying “uncle” amidst a staggering number of stressors in our not-very-family-friendly society.