Well weaning got off to a difficult start in our house, you may have read a previous post about the poo issues we had when away in Turkey, after several attempts at the Dr to fix this the only suggestions we stuck with were to try and get Jem to drink water. Jem doesn’t drink water. He only drinks breast milk. I tried to reason with him, it didn’t work. Anyway despite having read a friends BLW book from start to finish it became obvious that the only way to force him to ingest some extra fluids was to mix various foods with water in a puree and spoon feed him.
At the time I started weaning we were still squashed into our carpeted loft room with all our belongings. Our beautiful new wooden highchair was given pride of place next to the sofa and we began the process.
Jem didn’t take to spoon feeding. He did take to throwing his spoon and it’s contents on the floor and then rubbing any leftover puree into the crevices (of which there are many) on his highchair. Not impressed.
Poo or no poo I decided that puree was not the way forward for us, and I reverted to large chunks of food, perhaps way beyond what was meant by BLW. I was always told that BLW was far messier than puree, but when your baby is a food monster, like mine, it’s actually far easier. From 6 months Jem has managed to devour whole pears, skin, seeds and all in a matter of seconds. I treated it as somewhat of a party piece as people couldn’t believe it of such a tiny baby.
For the first couple of months he ate everything he could get his hands on (yes, including cat food, shoes and elastic bands…) and only after this he became more choosy. Green vegetables are strictly off the menu at the moment, and whilst I of course want him to have a wide range of healthy food I don’t think that this is the age to have the argument (“food is for fun…” and all that jazz). I keep trying, and Jem steadfastly gives me a look as he dispatches the offending green item over the side of the highchair.
To this day he has a voracious appetite, no one may eat within his sight unless he has a ready supply of ricecakes/bread/cheese/grapes or blueberries, but woe betide the person who attempts to give him broccoli…
On a recent trip to Turkey he discovered the joys of eating fruit from trees…that’s interesting when you walk through the park now!
If you would like to read some great posts about BLW please do check out the Red Head Baby Led blog which features some great guest posts on this topic.