mundane echo

So we’ve started Naomi on “solid” foods.  So far she’s had rice ceral and bananas.  Next week we will introduce an avacado.  Wow! How time flies!

She’s a good eater.  I was reading something on wholesomebabyfood.com that said not to be suprised if baby only eats 1/2 tbspn the first few times. Ha!  Naomi didn’t have a problem finishing everything off, once she got the hang of it.  This morning I gave her a sizable piece of banana (mashed of course) and she was opening up her mouth for more!  Funny… this is going to change the structure of my day considerably.  Especially since I want to pump to keep up my supply and create a reserve.  I’d like her to have breast milk for at least a year if not longer.

I need to spend the next few days learning how to make and store baby food.  I’m so excited!

First, I have a confession.  I’ve lived in this house for almost four years.  I’ve scrubbed and sanitized, purged and organized.  However there is a small area in the kitchen which has been no man’s land.  A place where fear lives.  It has taunted me, and I have backed down.  Weak.  Afraid.

Well today… today everything changed.  Today I declared war on the space behind the refridgerator.  Battle was conducted.  My weapons of choice were paper towels, Clorox Clean-Up, and the Dyson.  They were well chosen.  After a vicious battle, the war was won.   I’d post photographs from the field, but I’m afraid my journal isn’t rated for mature content.

Today was an exciting day in the Carey house.  After the aformentioned battle, another large scale even occured.  Naomi was placed in her Bumbo chair and given rice ceral.  It was messy and the spectators cheered on the players.  Naomi and Mommy.  It started with the two sides going head to head.  A spoonful in, 3/4 of a spoonful out.  After some struggle, the two sides decided to play nice.  By the end of the campaign, they were about on equal terms.  Photo and video documentation will be posted … eventually.