Anyway,
back to the purees. What I’ve done to make them into finger foods is to mix
them with textured foods Eliana can pick up like oatmeal, quinoa, couscous,
cottage cheese, orzo pasta or rice. I’ve also spread them on little pieces of
wheat toast or wheat tortillas. And if I thought feeding her was messy before, I
was totally deluded. Yes, I do laugh about how I used to be so concerned
about the mess she made while eating. Oh, I had NO CLUE what was coming my way!
I laugh at my naiveté in the post Helicopter Mommy. Now, I might need to write
one about how I am completely reformed- or at least much more accepting of the
mess. As a result of her picking up her food and feeding herself all the time,
I find food everywhere! Obviously, it goes onto the floor and her high chair. But, I also find food in her ears, on the back of her pants, in her neck
folds and even, occasionally, in her diaper. (No idea how that happens.) At the end of a meal I do what I call a
“360 Butt Check” and I rotate her around to see exactly all of the places on her body that meal went.
Then we rush to the sink to “play” in the water so I can wash off her hands.
And,
now that Eliana is eating more finger foods and mashed versions of what Matt
and I eat, it is a regular exercise in not freaking out about her choking. At
least once a meal, I quickly run through the steps of infant CPR in my head.
There was even a scare a few weeks ago when Eliana looked at me wide-eyed with
her mouth open like a fish and not making a sound. Something seemed wrong so I
yanked her out of her high chair, flipped her over my knee and began pounding
on her back. And then in the middle of my dramatic life-saving efforts, she had
the nerve to start laughing! Little Bugger.
But
back to her eating…
My
friends and family are always asking me what new or wacky foods I’ve given
Eliana lately. So, it got me thinking: what does my little lady eat across the
day? Soon enough, she will be off her combination of solid foods, breast milk
and formula and be drinking cow’s milk. At that point, I will really need to
make sure I’m feeding her balanced meals. We aren’t at the point of doing any
“snacks” yet. Between eating a meal each time she gets up from a nap and then
having a bottle around an hour or two after she finishes her meal, there is no
room in our day, or in her belly, for snacks.
I’m
ALWAYS taking photos of her eating. I never know when a good ttf photo-op will
happen! It is so boring to look at my phone and Matt’s iPad because they are
FULL (literally, we can't take any more photos without deleting some) of the same type of photo: Eliana with a bib sitting in her high chair and
eating. Matt suggested I change it up a bit by labeling what she is eating. So
I took his suggestion and began to track her eating by photographing her meals
in a very “scientific” and “precise” way: I took a Post-it, wrote down what she
was eating and stuck to her high chair for the photos.
And
here is Eliana’s “daily bread” over the course of almost a week:
Day
1:
Breakfast:
Banana sticks and peach puree
Lunch: Pea puree with cumin and garlic mixed with couscous.
Dinner:
String cheese and baby carrots
Day
2:
Breakfast:
Banana sticks with blueberry puree
Lunch:
White bean hummus with spinach on toast and peach puree
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| Obviously she has the full-body bib for blueberries! |
Dinner:
Baked tofu with barbeque sauce and carrots
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| She didn't love the homemade barbeque sauce. I think it was too vinegary for her. |
Breakfast:
Oatmeal with blueberry puree
Lunch:
Peach puree, carrot sticks and white bean hummus with spinach
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| No, I didn't consciously make the spoons, sippy cup and napkin match the color of her food. Apparently, my craziness runs that deep. Matt laughed at my "restaurant style" presentation too. |
Dinner:
Sauteed chicken breast (Yes, she has had chicken. And yes, the pescatarian in me cried a little
inside.)
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| Thanks for dinner, Daddy! |
Breakfast:
French toast with peach puree
Lunch:
White bean hummus with spinach and carrots
Dinner:
String cheese and carrots
Day
5:
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| Those happy little feet crack me up! |
Breakfast:
Banana sticks with apple-ginger-spinach puree
Lunch:
Chicken breast and oranges
Dinner:
String cheese and carrots
Day
6:
Breakfast:
Banana sticks with blueberry puree
Dinner: String cheese, carrots and focaccia at one of our favorite local restaurants, La Villa.
Looking
back at her meals I noticed several things:
- We were definitely on
a peach puree kick that week!
- She will actually eat more
purees than she did a few weeks ago. This makes things a little easier.
- While not everything
is always perfectly balanced nutritionally, I’m glad that she does eat a
variety of “colors”- orange carrots, peaches and clementines, green
spinach, basil and peas, purple/blue blueberries. Well, I suppose mostly
orange and green that week. Will work on that one.
- I need to change up
her dinners. I like doing the easy and “clean” dinner of string cheese and
carrot sticks because I don’t need to use a bib or wipe off her hands and
face like I do at the end of other meals. These moments became so un-fun
for both of us that I started to feed her these “cleaner” meals to avoid
the drama of cleaning her up after she was finished eating. She HATES the
bib (go figure, since I wrote all about my obsession with bibs in an
earlier post) and the post-meal clean up. For a tiny person she is LOUD
and the neighbors must think I’m torturing her based on her protests every
time I put on her bib or wipe her hands and face. But, string cheese and
carrot sticks isn’t such a nutritious meal to have every day. So, I’ve
gotta work on that one. And raw carrot sticks are no longer on the menu.
She can break off pieces and that makes me nervous that she might choke on
them. But, I discovered that roasting them makes them really tasty and soft enough for Eliana to eat them safely.
So,
there’s a window into her daily meals. I’ll keep track again soon and give you
all an update of what she eats across the day. And maybe I’ll write a list of
all the random non-food items she tries to eat too. Metal objects are just the
beginning. Oh boy!
