Perhaps because of the complications I had with breastfeeding coupled with the fact that I have been blessed with a child who likes to eat a lot, I assumed that Elly would jump at the chance to eat pureed foods. Surely, I was the one holding her back. Instead I have gotten looks from Elly ranging from complete horror to utter confusion.
The irony of it all is that I struggled with the decision of starting Elly on solids before she turned 6 months. It tortured me for days. The pros were based mostly on the fact that I love food and I was giddy to start cooking for her. The cons were twofold: 1 the AAP among other organizations recommend nursing exclusively for 6 months if possible and 2 pride held my hand. You see Elly’s pediatrician had told me that I wouldn’t be able to nurse Elly exclusively for 6 months because Elly was such a big baby and would require supplements in order to get enough to eat. Hogwash I said. It flies in the face of the law of supply and demand, which breastfeeding is based on. At all previous times when Elly demanded more to eat, my body simply supplied more. No reason to believe it wouldn’t continue to do so. Besides, have you seen Elly lately? Does she look like she’s starving?
My dilemma was all for naught. Elly is going to drag me over the 6-month mark and force me to simply stockpile all the pureed foods I’ve made for her into the freezer. It’s a good thing we have a 2nd freezer in the basement.
My MIL has promised me that Elly won’t remain on a liquid diet forever. By the time she goes to kindergarten, she will be eating solids. Of course, I was hoping for a bit earlier than that. One thing is for certain, we will be doing this at Elly’s pace. I am not in control.
Update: Yesterday after writing this up, I tried feeding Elly “watered down” oatmeal, which is to say oatmeal mixed with breastmilk until made runny. The verdict: she didn’t hate it! The look of ‘what are you putting in my mouth?’ was replaced with delight. Unfortunately, she didn’t know exactly what to do with it after that point and ended up spitting the majority of it back out. But, it was progress.
PS. You’ll forgive me for not getting an action shot of Elly eating. Things get very messy and sticky quickly. Heck, even I wear an apron to help save my clothes. All action shots will have to wait until the weekend when Dan is home to watch/help.