Two days ago, I sat in a bus station feeding my 20 month old son raisins. “OOH, LOOK AT HIS LOVELY FACE!” remarked an older lady who was waiting for the bus with her husband. They both smiled indulgently. “Is he a good eater?” she enquired. I felt bad having to answer in the negative….
Category: weaning
My Contribution to the Obesity Epidemic?
I have a confession to make. A deep, dark confession. Today I gave my son a piece of Rocky Road. It was just a tiny piece. OK, two tiny pieces. No, three. But they were no more than bite-sized. He had three bites of Rocky Road. He is eighteen months old. Am I a bad…
CBeebies Takes Over My Brain
I write this in a state of frenzied insomnia brought about by the theme tune to My Pet and Me whirling around incessantly in my head. It’s quite a catchy tune, that. So is The Time Has Come to Say Goodnight. And Goodbye Sun, Hello Moon. And come to think of it Andy’s Dinosaur Adventures…
TV Dinners: Weaning with the Pontipines
Not quite what I envisioned when I set out my Ultimate Weaning Strategy. I thought I had it all figured out. I had all the books, the recipes, all the baby led weaning tips. And almost a year on from Piglet’s “first tastes” (which were obviously the components of a full meal with all food…
The Middle Way
And so another trip to the Baby Weighing Clinic draws to a close. A trip in which I received a literal pat on the back from the health visitor for maintaining Piglet’s centile, no less. And then a metaphorical slap on the wrist for admitting that I sometimes (OK, maybe every day) feed him Organix…
Piglet Commences Destruction of Entire House
Piglet had his second settling in session with the childminder today. This went well, right up until the point where we were on the way home and Piglet, who has never been one for eating and drinking anything other than breast milk, decided that he was now hungry. Hungry enough to start licking the zip…
Piglet’s Top Ten Thoughts
Sat here with Piglet lying next to me on the bed while I type, as it is the only way I can stop him from yelling at me. He is, as ever, showing absolutely zero signs of being ready to go to bed. OK now he is trying to kick the laptop off me. Sometimes…