to feed a henry

at henry's four month check-up we were so excited to talk with our pediatrician about introducing a few solids into h's diet, because this guy lu-huvs to watch us eat. any and all food and beverages passed about in his presence are instant attention grabbers. his little lips start moving and his eyes shoot from the item of interest to our guilty faces as he silently pleads for just one taste... okay, maybe two... three? but alas, the new fad in infant feeding is to hold off with any solids until 6 months. and far be it for us to object, because real live pediatricians are the end all tell all in our infant-care-giving-novice opinion. so we went about our little lives sneaking him tiny dabs of liquid flavors from the foods he caught us eating in front of him and giggled as his lips puckered then opened wide for another dash of big boy food. 

today though, was our five month check-up, and huck weighed 17 pounds 7 ounces - almost twice his birth weight and right at the 70th percentile for babes his age. and it could be that henry was acting extra mature today, or his piercing eyes and gummy smile stole her wits right out from under her, but our blessed pediatrician gave us a full pass to introduce henry to a few veggies and fruits, finally. and the old pro acted like he'd been chewing and swallowing for years the way he slurped that quarter of a banana down. so off to the market mother will go tomorrow because we've got mushy produce to buy and food for me too because no more eggs for this girl, courtesy of the ever-present and concerning contents of henry's diapers. which is a shame, because eggs and freshly shredded hash browns have been my saving grace these days. but eggs, those little rascals, could be the dirty allergen that keeps henry's intestines perpetually angry, so we'll add them to the list. wish us luck, because the next item on the chopping block is fish, and after that nuts, and let's face it, at that point all is lost and my desire for the three foods i am still allowed to eat (lettuce, lettuce, and lettuce) will be squashed to almost-death. see you soon for more mama drama and photos of the only human on earth who thinks i am funny/remotely entertaining.