Baby Food

We’re starting Alya on solids. So far she’s had banana and mango, and sucked on a carrot and watermelon radish (a must-try vegetable). We tried with a spoon – she didn’t like being fed so we’re planning to let her play with the food and get it into her mouth herself. In other words, we’re …

Time

Life with baby is making me think more than usual about time. What is it, where does it go, and how do I choose to spend what I have. Getting the right relationship with time is really important to me now, as it affects the quality of my time with baby, my enjoyment of life, …

More about baby

The other night baby was up for a snack and then I laid her down beside me to sleep again. She was still wriggly lovey and was reaching out grabbing my nose, hair, mouth and everything else. To calm her I caught her fingers between my lips held them still – calming for her, less …

6 Months

Thursday will be 6 months with our sweet girl. Sometimes I look at her and cannot believe that she exists – that she wasn’t, and now she is. Other times I look at her, watching her personality emerge, and wonder who she is and who she will become. My mind can’t fully grasp a lifetime …

Maturity

I just read “When the body says no” by Gabor Mate – highly recommend it. The book illuminates the role that unconscious stress – associated with internalized, unexpressed emotions, generally stemming from unstable or problematic childhoods – manifests as diseases in our body. The book inspired me to look more closely at the legacy of …

Feeding Baby

I’ve just read Feeding your baby the healthiest foods by Louise Lambert-Lagace. I didn’t love it – though I’m sure she does present the latest research, her tone and overall recommendations are pretty traditional (start with grains, breast milk not needed past one year and weaning is good, start with purees, nothing on donated milk, …

Fighting it

Trying to put Alya to bed. She is tired. But her body won’t give in. Stretch, wiggle, kick, turn, head rub into me, eye rub, arms flail, back arch, and start all over. This side, that side, on and on. I rock her, sing, rub her back, but she’s not having any of it. Finally …