I will be starting Emilu on solid, mashed food later this week. Incredible how time flies. I still remember when she was a newborn, the sleepless nights, and her inconsolable hunger cries when my breast milk wasn't enough (we introduced formula early, she's a 50/50 breast/formula baby). Now my baby will start cooked food and I feel a bit apprehensive about it. Did this happen to you? Of course, I'm also very excited for her. I want to cook her organic vegetables and offer her pieces of fruit from my hand. But, I know that this will inevitably lead to weaning and I don't think I'm prepared for that "death" yet. As much as I like to fret about nursing, and how it's a love-hate thing for me, the truth is I will miss the rapport and intimacy of the act, and I'm paranoid that this will affect our special bond.
I think I will cook this sweet potato dish for her. Doesn't it look yummy? I think I might have a serving for me as well. And for something sweet, I will introduce this one later.
I will be sure to capture some snapshots of this monumental moment. After all, she's the star of this blog.