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Pass the bananas; hold the applesauce

05.07.07 | breastfeeding, health, Spot | 12 Comments

Spot is just one week shy of 7 months, and finally sitting up for 10 seconds at a time! At her 4- and 6- month checkups, the nurses quizzed me, as usual, on her eating, sleeping, pooping, motor skills, hearing, responsiveness, eye-tracking, and also on my baby-proofing, growth-stimulating (“and you read and sing to her every day?”) and nutritional efforts.

At the 4-month visit I said that I’d be breastfeeding, exclusively, until 6 months. This was ignored: “Well, when you do start solids, remember that it’s a 1/4 jar at a time at first.” A quarter jar of what? Jet-Puff marshmallow creme? They did have a pamphlet, produced by the baby food makers, of what jar foods were recommended when. At Spot’s 6-month checkup, the information that, so far, I had introduced her to … Cheerios, was not well-received.

That same week my sister-in-law and her daughter spent the day with us. The plan was for me to watch Cousin Rachel while Liz got some work done on her laptop. At our house. Right next to her daughter. Guess who baby would rather play with: Mommy and the shiny machine, or Aunt Jane who has a baby attached at the breast and a 2-year-old dragging her potty behind her?

Liz has embraced motherhood with all of her usual enthusiasm and high-achieving-ness. Soy is bad; co-sleeping and babywearing are good (don’t care about the first, don’t get me started on the second; enjoy the last on occasion, but, do you know how much Spot weighs?). Liz was telling me about the great organic baby food that is available nowadays — “Even Wal-Mart is selling organic stuff now, Jane.” At least she knows her audience.

I pulled some sweet potatoes out of the fridge to show her what I planned to feed Spot, someday (I think those sweet potatoes are still in my fridge. Hmmm, what’s for dinner?). Liz said, “I don’t have time to make my own baby food.” Neither do I, Liz, neither do I.

Susan’s pediatrician was an old Jewish guy; he retired when she was 1. His baby-feeding strategy was this: “At 6 months, give the baby Cheerios for a week. Then give her Ritz crackers (bad carbs, eh?) for another week. Then feed her table scraps. Use common sense and avoid obvious allergy and choking risks.”

We did buy a lot of “baby food” for Sally; I went back to work and Dick, as I’ve mentioned elsewhere, is awesome but (and?) clueless. We followed Susan’s doctor’s advice about her feeding. Now we’re on round three, and I’m happy to report that Spot loves bananas, but she gives me that look when I try applesauce. That look that says, “Who are you kidding, Mom? This stuff is YUCK!” Sally used to give me that look about ice cream; she grew out of that pretty quick-like, and I think Spot will too.

totally unrelated, but fun to read

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