Wednesday, September 23, 2009

The Solid Food Woes Continue

While at Constance's 9 month well-baby checkup we told the doctor our solid food-or should I say the lack of solid food, woes. She advised that it was possible that Constance just did not like the texture of the pureed baby food and we should consider giving her "regular" food just in really small pieces. Keith and I both felt relived at the thought of her starting to eat solid food which will help, eventually, in the weaning process.

This morning, instead of warming up a homemade food puree, I lightly toasted a piece of wheat toast. I took a portion of the toast and made some itty bitty bites and placed them on her high chair tray. She looked at the bread and then back at me like I had lost my mind. She played with it some but refused to put it in her mouth or let me do it. So I moved onto crushed fresh peach. Constance refused to open her mouth. I then put some of her new yogurt nibbles on the tray and she pushed them away angrily. Trying not to be frustrated I pulled a seedless red grape out of the fridge, removed the skin and cut it into itty bitty pieces. Constance has never seen or tasted a grape before so I thought she would be excited and at least try a bite. When I put it on her tray she loudly protested and frowned. I then put some banana down because for the past two days, when putting banana in her munchkin, she loved it. She loudly protested her annoyance again and refused to touch it. I put the rest of the banana in her munchkin and as soon as she took a bite her face wrinkled up like she hated banana. I half jokingly put my hand on her chest and prayed out loud that Constance would learn to love solid food. She burst into tears and moved my hand. I guess she likes her current situation of being strictly nursed and does not want God to interfere. 


  1. She gets her response from her dad (me!). I hate being prayed over when I like the way things are going. I am not a hypocondriac but I love having medical things wrong with me. I guess I look at it like solving a puzzle or something. When I feel miserable and there is no cause then I get frustrated. I want to know whats wrong so it can be fixed but if I don't know what the problem is then by all means, DON'T PRAY FOR ME. I will try not to pass this on to Constance but I cannot guarantee that she doesn't have this mindset already based on what I just read. That's my girl!

    Daddy Moose

  2. Okay, first I am chuckling about the food woes. Then I really laugh when I read the part about liking her current situation of being strictly nursed and not wanting God to interfere. But then reading Keith's response about her possibly inheriting his mindset in that regard--now I am cracking up! You guys are just too funny!

    Love you bunches,



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