Though he's been showing interest in food for awhile now, we opted to hold out on him until he reached 6 months, as recommended by the American Academy of Pediatrics. To be honest, there was also a tiny part of me that selfishly wanted to still be the only one who could provide for my child. But the time came for him to find vital nutrition elsewhere, so here we are, in the throws of making our own baby food.
I can hardly believe it myself. Me, once "Mrs. Microwaveable Meals," making my own baby food. But as we continue down this journey of parenthood, I find myself longing to give him the absolute best that I can. If I fully experienced every moment of the pain of childbirth to bring him into this world naturally, why stop now? Slowly, though I never dreamed it would be, I find myself becoming more and more naturally minded. It took a child for me to become a hippie.
I successfully got off track, so let's bring it back to this morning. We decided Everett would skip the rice cereal entirely and go in right for the kill with avocado (my favorite!) I wasn't surprised that E loved it too (but honestly, I think he'd have liked whatever we put in front of him.)
Opening wide for the very first taste. A little unsure about what in the world is going on here:
Still on the first taste. I think it took a minute to figure out that there is, in fact, food other than breastmilk. Notice he's now leaning into the spoon. "Whatever that was, I think I need to find out more!"
"Hey, that was pretty good. Let me try some more of that stuff."
"I'll go ahead and take that spoon, thank you very much."
Clearly it went really well! The cleanup afterward... well, that was a different story. I sure hope I get the hang of this "making my own baby food" thing! I know it will come in time, but holy moly that was a lot of work for round 1!
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