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7 months old – teeth and solids

Introducing food is not always a magic spell for more sleep and longer time between breast feeds. On the day my son was 6 months old, I prepared a lovingly dug up carrot with meticulous care and tearfully tried to spoon it into his mouth. He said his first word; ‘bleaugh’ and clamped his jaws shut. This has been a daily occurrence for the past 4 weeks now. Bananas are less ‘bleaugh’ than potatoes, but on the whole he is really not interested. I have tried giving him a spoon, which he is happy to chew as long as it has no food on it, I have tried finger food, but he can’t do lumps and he vomits them back up which is pretty disturbing. So, solids have made no difference to sleep, poos, naps or his weight. He is a fat boy and getting fatter by the day. Oddly, I am not breastfeeding him any more than before so I guess I am producing more calories in the milk.

Moo Boy now has a toothy grin; 2 tiny white squares in his bottom gum, cute looking but razor sharp. Before he cut these teeth I had a dream that he had a mouth full of them and I was cowering in a corner, clutching my breasts and refusing to feed him. In reality, breastfeeding has been fine so far, his tongue covers the teeth and he has only bitten me once when he didn’t want to be latched off, fair enough really. So far, so good.

The other big thing for us has been a crèche once a week. The first time we went he tried to bounce out of my arms to get to the toys as soon as we arrived. I left him screaming his head off in delight and busy stuffing a rubber giraffe into his mouth. I looked back in after I went to the loo, and I kept forgetting things (possibly on purpose, I admit) and each time I checked he was squealing with happiness. Something tells me he had a good time, must be mothers intuition. He was in the crèche so I could go to a yoga class, an extremely painful yoga class for me as the closest I have come to exercise for months is stretching to get the biccys from the sofa. After the session I felt pretty good but couldn’t wait to get back to the baby, I missed him.

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