So, Gabby's walking now. She took her first few independent steps on her birthday (despite the knock on the noggin), and a week and a half later she just started cruising across the floor. See ya, mom! I've got stuff to do, and I have to bring these two toys along with me!
She seems rather pleased with herself, and rightly so.
She sailed through her 1-year vaccinations, and I breathed a little sigh of relief knowing she's protected. Given how many people are choosing not to have their children vaccinated these days, the possibility of a measles outbreak was kind of a scary thought. I know it's not 100% effective, but it's a heck of a lot better than no protection at all.
Unfortunately, my little foodie-in-training has become an extremely picky eater. What kid doesn't like grilled cheese, for pete's sake? Or pasta? She won't eat meat or grilled veggies or quesadillas or pizza or mush of any kind. She turns up her nose at rice and lentils, scoffs at hummus, and has even rejected bread. She nibbles on fruit and crackers and the occasional pancake. Fortunately, one can sneak all manner of pureed vegetables into pancakes, and if I smear enough peanut butter on her pears some of it actually lands in her instead of just on her. It wouldn't be so bad if she were a chubby baby, but she's teeny tiny - off the bottom of the weight charts.
Well, I can't force her to eat, and if she takes after my side of the family, this may be the only time in her life she's underweight, so I'm just not going to worry about it too much. I have faith that one day she will bite into a lovely ripe epoisse with a little fig jam and say, "Oh, mom! I had no idea!"
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Sigh. All our best efforts to raise kids in that wonderfully foodie city, and they turn picky anyway. I'm sure you know, but it's evolutionarily appropriate that she got picky once she started walking. Now that she has access to all the poisonous berries (prehistorically), she's supposed to get picky. Or so they say. The same thing happened to Soren, who ate everything as a baby. Now he won't even eat the things that kids are "supposed" to love (no mac n cheese, no pizza fer the gods' sakes!). He could live on rice and chicken and PB&J. And sometimes does. - xoxo Kinnari
If you have any questions about vaccines, I HIGHLY recommend The Vaccine Book by Robert Sears. And, as the mother of a picky eater myself, I can tell you it's possible for a child to thrive on Veggie Booty and fruit leather alone. No worries. :)
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