What a day!
The little one loves to play, and now it’s evidenced in her mealtime. Much to my chagrin, she’d rather bat away the food-loaded spoon and then rub whatever remnant of avacado, sweet potato, or cereal all over her face, ears, and hair — and she does this at lunch and dinner. It was cute for her first birthday party, but now a little aggravating, especially when she needs to put on the pounds! She’s also realized she can make loud shrieks to emphasize what she does and does not like to eat.
With dinnertime behind us, I look forward to closing out her day with a much needed bath and then bed. As we’re in the process of weaning, I go through the pros and cons of whether to nurse tonight or begin cutting that feeding out. But after our day, it might be better for all of us! I take her up and rock her, with her lullibies playing, and I can’t believe how my emotions can be swayed so quickly. Her now tired eyes are drifting to sleep, and she’s almost cuddling me, sharing the comfort. The pediatrician said that we could wean completely, whenever I’m ready; the baby’s ready. I thought I was ready, but it’s hard to give up the idea of my baby girl wanting me close to her because I know she won’t always be like that. Guess I take each day one step at a time, and relish the sweet nature of a baby and the growth of a little girl.