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“Solids” SOS

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Jax, 6.5 months

One would think that feeding a child food would be easy, or at least not confusing.

As Jackie hit 6 months, and when we seriously starting thinking about starting solids, I found it amazing to see, yet again, the differences in kids and what they are doing at this age. From size, sleep and eating, it’s all over the map!

I’m in a new mom’s group for babies from 5-7 months of age. Jackie is still one of the smallest, but now, the talk in class moves somewhat from “sleep” to “solids.” What does that actually mean?

We started Jackie on rice cereal at almost 6 months. It seems we started a bit later than most, but I didn’t care. Part of me wasn’t ready for her to stop “being a baby” and she also had just doubled her birth weight (which is one of the main factors of starting solids). She’s also been a bit behind on sitting up, as she’s still sitting up with a bit of support, but I bit the bullet and bought some rice cereal around the holidays. (For the record, my husband was ready to start before Christmas.) Although I had some emotion behind it, I still think my intuition was right as it took her a bit to get used to the spoon and cereal. For several days she was spitting out the cereal, not being sure what to do about it. A few days later we gave her carrots and she was even more confused. See below?

Trying Carrots

We continued with the rice cereal for about 3 weeks, which ended up great. She gained some confidence in eating and I was able to get used to her wanting something else other than breastmilk or formula. One of my friends suggested to complete the entire box, but that was taking a bit of time. We were only giving her about 2 ounces of cereal each time and the box was a normal size cereal box. After three weeks, we decided to move on.

But I digress.

With all that being said, here we are at almost 7 months. I’m around a number of moms with kids a bit older and a bit younger than Jackie, and they are eating WAY more than her. I once again go to making myself wrong, thinking that I started her too late, questioning if I was doing something wrong (even though I knew I was following her pediatrician’s advice), etc.

Example:
I found myself in an awkward situation yesterday when I met a couple moms from my current group for lunch and a walk. We decided to grab lunch after we met up. We ordered, found a table and got our food. The other two moms immediately got a highchair for their babies. It didn’t even cross my mind to get one for Jax as I have never fed her real food at a restaurant. If I ever need to feed her a bottle, the lap is just fine. I was asked by one of the moms if I needed one, and I initially said no, but then changed my mind. Was it peer pressure?

It would have ended up that Jackie was the only one sitting in her stroller OR I’d have to hold her. I decided to get her a highchair, but seeing that she’s not even eating finger foods yet, she was without any food to eat or play with. I had toys, but it seemed she didn’t want anything of it. I had bread, but should I give her something to gnaw on? What if she choked? I was feeling inadequate, confused and annoyed –all at myself. I was mad at her last pediatrician, as they had a strict policy of breastfeeding or formula for the first 6 months. In fact, when I went in for her 4 month appointment, I had to bring up “solids” and my questions were almost dismissed. Again, I didn’t feel behind the 8 ball as I was aligned with her pediatrician at the time, but I wonder if it was brought to my attention at the 4 month appointment, would we be in the same place today?

As I tried to keep Jax happy with two toys, I also tried to eat my lunch. It was one of the first times I really wasn’t able to enjoy it, as I was chasing after toys and pacifiers falling on the ground.. and realizing over and over that I didn’t have any food for her to eat.

Even though I had a great time with the moms, I started thinking about that afternoon and also last Saturday when I had some of the same awkwardness and confusion. Another mom friend of mine is giving her daughter yogurt already and she’s only a few days younger than Jackie. Her ped said it was just fine; Jackie’s ped said we had to wait until month 9.

Confused yet?

I find it amazing that all of us (parents, adults) came out OK. We eat just fine, not many of the people I know have food allergies, and even if they do it was found in a somewhat of a haphazard way. If you talk to my parents or my husband’s parents, they had us eating fruit first (which is a huge no-no now), and my husband was eating meat at 4 months–MEAT! Does all of this really mean anything? Should we really listen to doctors or do we “follow the baby” as I had said at month 1? I think it’s a little bit of both.

The bottom line is that you have to be happy with what you’re doing. In the scenario that I mention quite often: “If I were not in a big city, not around other new moms and didn’t have access to a ton of information at my fingertips, how would I say Jackie is doing?” I would say just fine. She’s having her opinions on the foods we’ve given her so far, she’s still little so milk is her number one supply of calories, and she seems to be having fun with something new.

That’s what I need to focus on. In the end, no one is doing the “wrong” thing, they are just doing what’s right for their baby and their family. It’s amazing what schools of thought are out there for raising kids, sleep, eating, etc. I’m sure I will find out more as she gets older, but wow, this was definitely unexpected.

I think I need to go back and read my “Comparisons” post to get myself grounded. I have to have confidence in myself, even if I don’t have all the answers. As Jackie’s mom, I know what’s right for her and at what pace is best for whatever she takes on.

Joe and I are great parents, and whether Jackie is only trying out foods now and another is eating 3 squares a day, it doesn’t matter. It’s time for me to chill out once again, have fun and enjoy my little girl. That’s really all it’s about, right?

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I Need a Break

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Holy Crap.

Today was probably one of the worst days I’ve had with my daughter since she was a month old. She’s 6.5 months now. I know this age brings a lot of changes, not to mention she was sick with a headcold all weekend.. but even with that being said.. there were times I wanted to throw her out the window, or better yet, throw myself out.

I still haven’t figured out what the deal was.. she was cranky all day, whiny, crying while she ate, fussed every time I changed her diaper.. the only time she was fine was drinking her bottle, on our walk today and in her bath. Other than that, it was borderline hell.

It’s highly possible it was me. Was I putting out some negative energy?

I was dreading today, in a way, because my husband was going to a show tonight at the House of Blues. I wasn’t jealous (although I am now!), but that meant that I was with Jax for 14 hours straight. This may not be a big deal for some moms, but I have a wonderful husband that has a great work schedule, so it always balances out. Usually when it hits the 9 hour mark, he’s either home or about to be.. ends up I can rest a little bit, step away, take a breath.. but today.. well, I had to deal with all the ups and downs (mostly downs) on my own.

These are the times when I really have compassion for the single parents out there.. although I don’t dare say “I understand,” I can at least get a snapshot of what they must deal with. I know I am blessed to have a wonderful partner and friends that support me and days like this make me think about all the other moms out there and what we all do, what we sacrifice, for our families.

But right now, I’m finally getting some well needed (and deserved) quiet. Jax finally stopped crying, has fallen asleep and now I’m trying to de-stress.. and trying not to think about doing all of this again.. and oh yeah, we are getting a major storm tomorrow, which more than likely means we’re stuck in the house.. again.

As I take a deep breath, I will end here. I love my daughter, but how to get thru another day like this?? I need suggestions!

Busy Bee

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My girl is getting into everything it seems. Six months and she’s like a little person. She’s still amazing, but I can almost see the future.. luckily right now she’s not even sitting up yet, so crawling may be a bit away. But it’s bittersweet. I’d love for her to be quick to get to her milestones, but then again, I like her “attached” to her playgym while I do some writing and make lunch. 🙂

I wonder if other moms have (or have had) this issue. What do you remember your kids doing at 6 months old?

My little bird, I love you

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Mom and Jax, Day 3

“Six months ago today, at 11:05am, our little angel was born. Little did I know what love was and little did I know what she would offer me, and the world..”

This is the status on my Facebook page right now. It’s hard to believe that my little bird is 6 months old. I’ve been thinking about her growth, her journey over the past week or so, but it really hit me last night how much I love her and how much my life is changing because she is in it.

For those that are reading this blog and haven’t read any of my pregnancy blogs, I can tell you that I was really scared about becoming a mom. I’m “older” (now 39) and had my life. Although I always wanted a family, that proverbial “clock” never seemed to be ticking for me, no less the alarm going off. I finally determined that it probably wouldn’t go off and I just needed to go for it before it really was too late. The process of getting pregnant was not a fun one as we had to go thru a few IUI processes for Jackie to come to us. In the end, it was all worth it, but when someone goes thru that process, a lot of the time you tend to get a bit detached from what’s going on as it seems so technical. For example, I know more about pregnancy and how to get pregnant that most moms that have gotten pregnant naturally. Because of all the attempts, drugs and research, it’s just part of the gig.

And fast forwarding to the end of the pregnancy, there were so many classes to take and preparation, the bonding process, at least for me, was really tough. It honestly wasn’t until about week three that I felt truly connected with Jackie. I can say it was scary at first asking myself if I would bond with this baby and doubting whether I would be up for raising her, but in the end, everything turned around, she was an angel and it was one of the easiest things I had to do.

I can think back and it doesn’t seem like 6 months ago when we brought her home… but then on the other hand, it does. All I can say is that she is the best baby in the world, hands down. I’m sure most moms say this about their kid, but this is really the case. 🙂 She has made my life easy.. as far as taking care of a baby is concerned. After I started understanding her cues (which was at about 6 weeks), it was like we were a fine tuned machine. I always wondered how moms just “knew” what was going on with their kids when they cried. Now I know. There are different cries. Other people wouldn’t be able to determine the difference, but that baby’s mom can. From there, it was just getting me up to speed–finding a way to not feel isolated, creating what a stay at home mom looked like and looking at the reality of not going back to work as a career woman. I do have to say it was hard, not to mention Winter came much too fast.

But as the weeks went on, and I got to know Jackie, she gave me the sun in my life that I was missing. The smiles came, she started to recognize us and her personality was arising.. and then.. the laughing. I can tell you, there wasn’t one thing that could EVER cheer me up when I was down.. I’m telling you, nothing (bless my DH), but when I hear Jackie laugh, there’s nothing stopping my mood from changing. She’s a crazy, happy baby and loves laughing.. and it reminds me how much I used to laugh when I was younger.. and how I need to bring that back into my life.

They say that God only gives you as much as you can handle and in the beginning that sure was the case. But I think now, in some way, I’m being rewarded. I’m not sure for what as I always thought I was being punished for some reason (for every time I failed, etc.), but here I am with this baby that loves life, is so smart, and loves me unconditionally. Do I deserve this?

Whether I do or not, there she is–sleeping like a champ, giving me the joy I desperately needed, and showing me what unconditional love is all about. I feel I could go on and on about her, but I’ll stop here.

Jackie, 6 months

I love you, little bird.. and happy half year birthday 🙂