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...


Monday, 21 January 2008

Naughy, naughty Mummy



Today Florence tried crumpets for breakfast. Not sure how she felt about them. After sucking all the butter from them (there was only a dribble, honest) she then proceeded to rip them to shreds so they looked more like a tatty natural sponge. The floor was bestowed with most of them. I think will try again another day.


Lunch was a fabulous hit with pasta and pesto. That simple. Lurrved it. Florrie and Mummy both ('cept mummy's had cheese shavings on so was more naughty)


Dinner was a very very naughty affair. Mummy committed a truly heinous crime. Would you like to know what Mummy did children?? Are you ready?? Mummy gave Florence sausage and chips...(tumble weed rolls by, gasps of horror from all perfect mummies everywhere..)


Mummy has found a new website called 'The Bad Mothers Club' and although Mummy thinks some of the ladies are slightly unhinged, a tad angry if not hostile, Mummy also thinks they are very very funny Mummies too. And after reading some of their 'tantrums of the week' and another section with a teensy weensy swear word for the title, Mummy now feels that its not only her who breaks the rules, totally ignores the HV and panic stricken, rule obeying FTM's and says 'sod it' if the food has a tad too much salt or sugar, wasn't hand produced by albino virgins on some hidden isle in the outer Hebrides or endorsed by Jamie Bloody Oliver.


Anyway they were chi-chi sausages with 80% pork. And mozzerella. And fire roasted tomatoes (!?! is it me or ??) AND basil.


Anyway had melon for pudding so that was good. Wasn't it? Oh and it was Honeydew. No problems Aitch...(maybe i did help a wee bit then Aitch...). Lurrrved that too. Didnt drop a bit, spit any back out. She bit off scarily large chunks of the stuff too.


Oh and Florence has suddenly figured out how marvellous the tiny diner mat is. As you can see here she is just looking what to have for thirds, and forths, and fifths....




P.S. We have a tooty peg!! (had it a week or two actually, just forgot to mention it...)

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