I was really looking forward to weaning, watching him eat food, trying new things, even seeing it smushed around his face.
Oh, I was a fool. Now the time has finally come and I haven’t a clue what I am doing. I desperately seek advice on Facebook groups, read online blogs and articles and buy weaning books to decorate my kitchen shelves with.
I keep being told that I can feed him anything other than honey, whole nuts and too much salt. This simply cannot be true. Surely I cannot feed him chocolate brownies, chicken curry, beef burgers, pizza…although, reading this list it is possible I need to reconsider my own diet.
I try to offer him finger food selections of fresh fruit and steamed veg. Surely he will be good at this as EVERYTHING goes in his mouth. Nope. He cannot pick up food from his highchair and put it in his mouth. It usually ends up on the floor, on his knee and around his mouth.
Also, I question how he can possibly eat food without choking if he has no teeth to break it down.
So I watch him, like a hawk, as he makes a successful attempt to bring food to mouth. Then I quietly squeal with joy as he manages to swallow some and continues to munch away.
I am sure that as my confidence builds with giving him food, so will his with actually eating it.
Everything is important with him. Everything matters greatly and weaning is just another parenting worry that eventually will be overcome. Hopefully.