Creamy Chicken Mushroom and Wild Rice Soup | An earthy and hearty soup perfect for fall and winter
Is it just me or is being pregnant with your fourth haaaaaaaard. There’s a reason that women can start having kids in their teens (not that I’m advocating that!). This is a young woman’s game! I know I’m not even that old, but here I am at 24 weeks, and I’ve never felt more ancient. I spend an hour sitting on the floor playing with my kids and I’m crying when I try to stand up again.
My dad asked me recently how I was doing. When I told him that I’m pretty tired, he said, “You’re in your second trimester! You aren’t supposed to be tired, you must be doing too much.” My brothers quickly advised him to step away from the scary pregnant woman.
Not only do I feel like I’m 80, but I feel like I’m Shamu’s just slightly smaller cousin. You definitely get bigger faster the more pregnancies you have. Lately Quinn has been referring to me as “huge.” #ouch
Also, it seems like my ability to dive into all things pregnancy has waned. I can’t make a decision to save my life. We are down to three names that we like, and I feel desperate to have a NAME for this little girl, but unwilling to really commit. Wait. It isn’t an unwillingness to commit, it’s an inability to decide! Yesterday I wrote the three names on a piece of paper and old Nathan to pick one. When he wouldn’t, I made Gavin do it. I had to quickly grab the paper out of his hand, because I forgot that he can read now. 🙂
I also now own two bedding sets, both bought on clearance, and neither one I really like. But I like them bette than anything else I have seen. Why does it all have to be so . . . . pink?
I must add, in all seriousness, because I have also been in the place of infertility and loss, we are very happy to be having this baby, and there is a whole lot that I would do for my children, even the ones I can’t figure out how to name, including but not limited to feeling like an 80 year old whale.
Thank goodness that I can decide on one thing . . . food! As my pregnancy chugs along, all I seem to really be able to think about is food and new recipes. Like this! Creamy Chicken, Mushroom, and Wild Rice Soup! I love a hearty earthy soup, and this one fits the bill! It warms you up and fills you up!
In case you were wondering, it does not tell you what you should name your daughter. But other than that, perfection.
- 16 oz mushrooms (shiitake and baby portabellas mixed), sliced
- 1 pound chicken, sliced thin
- 2 cloves of garlic, minced
- 1 tsp oregano
- 4 TBSPs butter
- 4 TBSPs flour
- 2 cups milk (I used 2%)
- 3 cups chicken stock
- 1 1/2 - 2 cups wild rice, cooked, depending on how thick you want your soup (see note)
- Place a large soup pot over medium heat and spray the pot heavily with cooking spray. Add the chicken, season with salt and pepper, and sauté the chicken until it is cooked on the outside (it doesn't need to be cooked all the way through). Remove from the skillet and set aside.
- Add more cooking spray if necessary and cook the garlic for about 30 seconds. Then add the mushrooms and oregano and sauté until the mushrooms are fully cooked. Remove and set aside.
- Melt the butter in the pan, scrapping up any browned bits. Add the flour a little at a time, creating a smooth roux. Slowly whisk in the milk. Then slowly add the chicken stock.
- Return the mushrooms, chicken, and rice to the liquid and bring it all to a boil (uncovered). Reduce the heat to a low simmer and cook for 20 more minutes.
A note about the rice: I cooked mine a day ahead of time (3 cups of water to 1 cup of uncooked rice, brought to a boil and reduced to a simmer for about 45 minutes). But certainly you can buy precooked rice and just add that.
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