My pediatrician had said we could start solid foods around 4 months, but my hippie breastfeeding books said 6 months was closer to the right age. My lactation consultant said whatevs, but the three most important things before you tried solid food were a) the ability to sit up b) loss of the tongue thrust reflex that automatically shoves stuff out of their mouths and c) baby’s interest in what we’re eating. If “interest in what we’re eating” means “tries to grab your beer out of your hand”, then this baby is TOTALLY ready.
In my quest to become everything I used to make fun of, I’ve decided to make my own baby food. For the most part. For now I’m just going to give Baby Evan baby-sized amounts of adult food. We started with oatmeal (regular quick oats ground up in the food processor, heated with a little water and mixed with 2 oz breastmilk) but it was not well received. I don’t think any of it actually ended up in his stomach but he has a great time making a mess.
Today I’m going to get one of those meshie things on a stick (Other parents are nodding in recognition. The childless readers are going A WHO ON A WHAT???) so we can try banana and avocado. If he’s still not interested in getting any of the food in his mouth I’ll just wait another month before trying again. I’ve heard the poopsplosions get much worse once baby is eating solids, and considering I’ve had to throw out FOUR onesies in the last week Baby Evan doesn’t need any help in the crapping department.