We started weaning the geekdaughter at 6 months. To the day. As per current guidelines. In all honesty she was showing signs of being ready from about 5 months, and we kept her going to 6 months by using “hungry baby” formula milk and my own stubbornness. Prior to the big day, I read all the books and guidelines, and had everything planned out. We’d start with baby rice, then move on to puréed fruits and vegetables, introducing one new food every two days in order to check there were no allergic reactions to anything. I still have the notes I kept of what she ate and when for the first couple of months.
When the big day arrived, the geekdaddy and I got all prepared. The geekgranny came over to join in as well. We all crowded around the geekdaughter, sitting in her Bumbo, and we gave her her first ever taste of real food. She loved it! The geekdaddy took pictures, we all clapped, it was great.
I’m noticing that a lot of things happen differently when you have a second child. The geekson was 25 weeks on Sunday, and I’ve said all along that if he looked ready for weaning early I wasn’t going to doggedly hang out until 6 months again just to follow guidelines. However, in contrast to his older sister, he really hasn’t shown any interest in food, or been showing any hungry signs. So it looked like we were going to hold out until 6 months anyway.
We’re in the habit of eating our main meal together as a family at lunchtime at the moment, mostly because we can – with the geekdaddy working from home and me on maternity leave, we’re all around, and it frees up our evenings a bit. The geekson is in a much more predictable routine than his big sister was by this age, and is always awake over lunchtime, so for the last couple of weeks he’s been joining us at the dining table to watch what we’re doing. I even gave him a sugar snap pea to play with at one point, which he rather half-heartedly put into his mouth, and then dropped on the floor.
So I was planning to wait until next week, when the geekson was 26 weeks, and start on the baby rice. Well, Sunday just gone we went over to the geekgranny’s house for Sunday lunch. The first time since the geekson was born, and it was lovely. We got to pudding, and there were some stewed pears. The geekson had been getting fidgety, and so was sitting on his daddy’s lap, and playing with a teaspoon. And in a very impromptu and off the cuff kind of way, we decided to see what he thought of pears. Well, to be fair, it was mostly the geekdaddy and the geekgranny’s idea – I was still all for holding off another week.
The geekson gave the pears a good go. He had some of the juice quite happily, wasn’t convinced about the mushed up solid parts, but he tried.
So yesterday I was still in two minds as to whether to continue what we had kind of started, or whether to hold back for that last week. Until I got the geekson up from his morning nap. I brought him downstairs, and the geekdaddy was just having a bowl of cereal. I couldn’t stop the geekson from reaching out and grabbing the bowl, and he was definitely very interested in the whole thing. So after his lunchtime bottle I gave him a bit of baby rice. And he did very well, eating quite a few spoonfuls. About halfway through I called the geekdaddy in and he took a few pictures.
Nowhere near the pomp and ceremony of first time round, but lovely and probably more relaxed. The second child doesn’t always get the short end of the stick.
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