The kids have been on solids for a while, they started on the stage one gerber food, and now they are on stage three and feeding themselves.
So far they have had real bananas, pancakes, apples, carrots, green beans, sweet potatoes, stuffing, and cheerios. They love feeding themselves, and while I am excited to have them feed themselves, I am saddened that soon I will not be spoon feeding them anymore. They have no desire to be spoon-fed, and want to feed themselves (even though more than 1/2 of the food ends up in their chairs, or as a surprise later when you go to change a diaper.
It seems like yesterday I was struggling to make it through another late night feeding, trying to cope with waking them up to eat their bottles, spending countless hours with my talking Medela. It's all gone now... those days that I longed for, gone in an instant.
On the other hand, I am so excited for the kids to try new things with us. Slowly, but surely, the kids will be eating the same food as us, and debating with us if their food needs to still be cut up for them. I feel their dependance on me is still strong, but dwindling more and more every day. I know they will always be dependent on me, but I like this. I don't want it to vanish so quickly. I love doing these things for them.
As we begin closing in on their first birthday, I am happy and sad. Sad that my babies will be considered toddlers, and happy that they made it! It is the natural cycle of life. They will grow away from us, and grow closer as time passes and they gain life experiences. I only hope that I am doing everything right for them now.
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