It's always exciting, a little bit nerve racking to see the plunket nurse. Ok so it's nerve racking for me. I'm always doing something that I shouldn't be doing like sleeping snuffalafacus on his tummy, or co sleeping with him. I can feel you saying to yourself well if it's a problem don't tell her the things you do wrong. But I can't help it, it's out of my mouth before I even know I've said it. But today was a good day. My suspicions were confirmed when he was put on the scales and weighed 8.6kgs he's almost catching up to missy moo who is only 11kg at 2 years old! No wonder my shoulders and arms are so sore. He's also doing everything he's supposed to be doing. Commando crawling across the floor at speeds to keep up with his sister. He's going to be walking before I know it! Time goes to fast. I spoke to the plunket nurse about how he won't eat solids. I thought little boys were meant to be pigs. Well apparently the food I make him isn't good enough. Yet he will eat a brocolli tree. So now we are going to try baby led weening. I'm a bit nervous as with Missy moo I just rushed her through the phases. But fortunately for me I have my sister who's son did baby led weening. I will adjuct quite quickly to watching him cough a little on some foods. It's his grandparents who might have the problem and have me up for neglecting my child by not pureeing. Ok so a little bit of an exageration but at the most they won't watch him eat food because they all might have heart attacks!
So here we go. I will keep you informed on the progress of Baby Led Weening. Day 1 is tomorrow!!! Wish me Luck
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