Well after a good week or ten days full of cold and a really bad cough (see, thats what cuddles with boys gets you-Oliver!) we are back on track with eating. Florence has been quite unwell with a cold and as a result was sick almost everytime she ate- although it didn't stop her from trying! Not to mention spraying everyone at the table with food particles and snot everytime she coughed or sneezed. Back on track though and finding out that we are lovin cheese, especially strong mature english cheddar (having none of that weak welsh muck caerphilly!) Florence is quite happy to break off large lumps from her chip shaped cheese chunks and suck for ages till the cheese melts into her mouth. However
Mummy just cant cope with the fear she will choke and it will stick to her throat making it hard to regurgitate or dislodge. So we are now being cheesy by sucking on grated bits which Mummy kindly shovels in. NOT strictly BLW but Florrie loves the stuff so.....
Florence led weaning...
I cant remember quite when or where I first heard about BLW but after reading up on the approach, I decided that BLW was for me, and truly plumpscious of course!
During my pregnancy with Florence I discovered MUCH had changed, sometimes a little radically and at times what seemed a little ridiculously, from when I had carried and reared my two other children. Suddenly there were hundreds of 'must have' little gadgets that it appeared I simply couldn't live without (nor could my as yet unborn child), even though I had done so before. Conversely, so many things were no longer available or deemed safe that my other two had adored or I had indeed found indispensible. Along with the new toys and gadgets I found many of the rules of baby rearing had changed too, most noticibly the guidelines surrounding weaning.
After the arrival of Florence, I found my ears ringing with the many, MANY different opinions on baby weaning and as such found myself searching out the rationale behind the 'guidelines'. It was here I must have stumbled across BLW.
So after devouring all the literature I could find (not a lot-see my links) I decided that BLW was the way to go.
Wish me luck...
During my pregnancy with Florence I discovered MUCH had changed, sometimes a little radically and at times what seemed a little ridiculously, from when I had carried and reared my two other children. Suddenly there were hundreds of 'must have' little gadgets that it appeared I simply couldn't live without (nor could my as yet unborn child), even though I had done so before. Conversely, so many things were no longer available or deemed safe that my other two had adored or I had indeed found indispensible. Along with the new toys and gadgets I found many of the rules of baby rearing had changed too, most noticibly the guidelines surrounding weaning.
After the arrival of Florence, I found my ears ringing with the many, MANY different opinions on baby weaning and as such found myself searching out the rationale behind the 'guidelines'. It was here I must have stumbled across BLW.
So after devouring all the literature I could find (not a lot-see my links) I decided that BLW was the way to go.
Wish me luck...
Friday, 14 December 2007
Monday, 3 December 2007
Kiwi's a go go
A whole kiwi, two thirds peeled eaten with two fists. Lovin it, lovin it, lovin it, we're lovin like that... Went down a T R E A T.Surprised me really as kiwi's can be quite tart. But no, nothing is standing in the way of Florence and her Florence led weaning adventure.
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