Wednesday, 14 September 2011

Mush. It's the new food.

Last installment, I mentioned the constant chomping on fingers. All this chomping (and no sign of teeth) made me wonder if Bundle of Joy was perhaps ready for solids. Plus she's been showing an awful lot of interest in other people's food lately.

Of course, like anything on babies, there are several thousand theories on weaning. And as usual, I start off with good intentions. I read everything. Then, also as usual, I become confused by all the conflicting advice. Then I ask how everyone else has been doing it. Finally, I make it up as I go along. After all, people have been managing just fine for thousands years without the aid of baby books. And I don't know anyone that hasn't progressed to solid food.

Even with my befuddled baby brain, I am starting to notice a pattern here. Next time, I should just skip all the reading. It'll save me a lot of trouble.

Anyway, enough about baby theories. We are on day five of solids. And this is what I have discovered so far:

1 – I don't know why they call it solids. It's mush. Baby-rice-mush, carrot-mush, pear-mush. Quite tasty actually, if you don't like lumps in your food.

2 – Weaning is also a misnomer. There's no reduction in milk feeds for some time. In fact, it's breastmilk or formula for the whole first year. So, she may not be 'weaned' off my breast for months yet. Calling it weaning is false advertising.

3 – I need to buy Bundle of Joy a spacesuit. Or at least something completely wipeable which goes over all of her clothes. I never knew carrot could cause such stains. I'm thinking about starting her on the food-with-no-colour weaning diet. It would be pretty simple. No yellow food, no red food. And definitely no orange food.

Below is a video of her very first mouthfuls.  I'm still getting to grips with video technology, so you'll have to excuse the odd-sized picture. 

Monday, 12 September 2011

I think I've given birth to a cannibal

Fingers (of the human variety) are currently Bundle of Joy's favorite thing to bite on. And she's not fussy. Any random finger will do. It sounds pretty harmless right? After all, she doesn't have any teeth yet. How hard could she possibly bite? Well, surprisingly hard. Hard enough to leave little gum imprints all over my hands and arms anyway.

So, I am now a human teething toy. I'll add that to my repertoire of new skills. Mother, person-who-is-very-good-at-doing-everything-with-one-hand, and human teething toy. Nice.  My CV is expanding daily.