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...


Tuesday, 22 January 2008

Mess- a shade embarrassing when out

The food lay still, scattered around the highchair legs. Pasta decimated by little pudgey fists rolled silently back and forth, sweetcorn had been strewn with abandon. Garlic bread tossed carelessly, half sucked, half chewed, half loved....

You get the picture. I know that BLW entails mess and luckily we have a tile kitchen floor, but on going to a restaurant with my family I got a little embarassed by the sheer volume of mess on the floor that Florence left. Literally it was as if we had just thrown the food on the floor. Felt a little ashamed as if I was a waitress/er i wouldn't be impressed having to clean that lot up.

However watching Florence eat her food, tuck in heartily whilst I ate mine unhindered was worth it. Epecially when Auntie Tracey seemed impressed and the Mummy at the side of us spent most of her time trying to cajole her (much older) baby into sitting still and eating what she had brought with her.
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