Seared pork skirt steak, farro, baby napa cabbage, anchovy-herb sauce, olive oil fried egg. Guess the old girl’s still got it.
“…allowing babies to feed themselves during weaning helps them to pay attention to their appetites and develop control over food. Babies are less likely to be influenced by the parents’ anxieties over how much they eat.”
— from the LA Times, “Maybe babies don’t need the spoon-fed mush“
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And So It Begins
Julian slept through the night last night, for the very first time.
I started awake a little after 3 am, and realized that he had been completely silent since we turned in around 10 pm (yes, 10. Envy our rockstar lifestyle). I reached over and gently held my hand to his little chest, which was rising and falling steadily as he breathed. He was completely out, and in no rush to wake for a middle-of-the-night feeding. He slept deeply and well until 5:30 or so, just around the time I have to get up to get ready for my workday, and I’ll admit that I lingered a bit longer than normal as I nursed him before heading out the door.
You would think that I’d be happier about this new development – after all, if there’s anything I have needed over these last 19 weeks, it’s more uninterrupted sleep – but I’ve really come to love night nursing. My days are so long, and my time with Julian so limited during the week, that I look forward to our overnight time together, those still, sleepy moments when I bring him into our bed to feed him after he wakes, and we drift back to sleep all nestled together. He is the sweetest, the snuggliest, and though I knew this time would come, the thought of my baby already making these first small movements toward independence brings tears to my eyes. He’s 19 weeks old, and already he needs his mama less and less.
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“My Sons, the Sous-Chefs”
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t cry just a little reading this. So sweet.
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Solid State
The introduction of first foods is looming, and as you can imagine it has been very much at the forefront of my mind. A love of good food and drink is a big part of what brought Mike and I together, and it’s still a huge part of our lives – it’s only natural that we’d be very excited about sharing this whole new world with our son. But like any new stage in parenting, we’ve got a lot to think about, and decisions to make. There are so many opinions about how to feed your baby, so many ways to transition from breast or bottle to solids – it seems I’m spending all my free time reading about it, and I’ll likely post a lot about it here in the coming weeks.
Julian has inherited my brown eyes and his daddy’s adorable dimpled smile, but we’ve also passed along something rather less appealing – our strong family histories of type-2 diabetes, high cholesterol and hypertension. Mike has been working hard to get his own health issues under control; I’ve been lucky so far that none of the issues I’m genetically predisposed to have reared their ugly heads. Knowing what we do about our family history, I think we both feel that one of the best things we can do for Julian is to start him off on wholesome, real food, and model for him the sort of good cooking and eating habits that will hopefully minimize his risk in the future.
I hope that our boy will be a good eater, that he’ll enjoy a wide range of flavors and textures in his diet, or at least be willing to try things, but I assume nothing. I didn’t always eat the way I do now, nor did Mike, and to this day there are foods that are far from our favorite (sweet potatoes, anyone?), but that we’ll want to expose Julian to while he’s young.
That said, I don’t want to let the perfect get in the way of the good. I’ll admit that I enjoy a crisp, hot, gooey jalapeno popper just as much as I enjoy a heaping helping of kale sauteed with olive oil, garlic, chile flakes, and a hit of sherry vinegar. These days I have the latter far more frequently than I do the former, but I want Julian to learn that there’s a time and a place for all sorts of foods in his diet. Trying to banish junk food or sweets entirely just seems like a recipe for failure – I want him to know that just about anything is fine in moderation, and to learn to listen to his body’s cues about what to eat, when, and how much.
But let’s start at the beginning, with the transition to first foods. I’m currently giving another read to Nina Planck‘s Real Food for Mother and Baby, which I found indispensible during my pregnancy, but I’d love to hear about any other resources you might recommend. When introducing solids, what worked for you? Any advice for the newbies?
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4 Months
Julian had his 4 month well baby visit yesterday. He weighed in at a healthy 15 lbs. 8 oz., measured 26 1/2 inches long, and his head circumference was 17 inches. He has still had nothing but breast milk to eat or drink, though his doctor says that at his next visit, we’ll talk about introducing solids. Julian absolutely loves to watch us cook and eat, and has already started grabbing at the food on our plates, so I’m confident he’ll be ready.
This is a conversation I’ve been waiting for since before he was even born, but now that it’s just two months away, I feel like I have a lot more research to do. I’m certain these next two months are going to fly by.
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Fine Dining
Mike and I celebrated our sixth wedding anniversary yesterday, and Julian was right there with us. We had a lovely meal at one of our favorite local restaurants, Nick’s on Broadway here in Providence, and our little guy was an absolute champ during the almost 3 hours that his mommy and daddy savored course after delicious course. I’m so proud.
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Honorary ‘Monger
Thanks to our friends at Farmstead for a great lunch and the adorable onesie!
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