My weaning experience with the boy who loves boob. By Ellie Hoadley @mrs.hoadley
Archie Jay Hoadley entered the world at 6.40pm on Sunday 13th September, 9 days early, after a relatively smooth, stress free labour. Less than an hour old he latched onto the breast to feed....and there he stayed for the following 12 months.
Little did I know as I embarked on my breastfeeding journey that it would be mission impossible to stop! Christ does this boy love his boob.
Don't get me wrong, I have loved breastfeeding and will undoubtedly miss it, but Im going back to work in a matter of weeks and I kinda need to take my boobs with me! (Maybe I should mention he will NOT drink from a bottle so there's no 'express n go' around here, he likes it fresh out the tap)
My weaning journey began just before Archie hit 6 months. Being a serious foodie, I was super excited to share my love of food! Determined to introduce some healthy food habits I followed the advice of introducing savoury first, so off I went to get my organic veg and I hit the kitchen. I eagerly cooked up a culinary veggie storm with lots of individual veggies (apparently teaches them to love veg for life) and a few veggie medleys. Blitzed, potted and frozen, about a months supply.
Hmmmm. So it didn't really work out how I imagined! I spent approx the next 3 months cooking and chucking the best part of 3 meals a day. He just wasn't interested in food! How did I produce such a being?! So inevitably I was hit by mum guilt and began doubting my decisions wondering where I went wrong? Did I wait too long to introduce food? Did I let him get too attached to the breast? Etc etc
They say it takes a baby ten attempts at eating something before they know if they like it. Erm more like 10 thousand! I relented on the veggies. Fruit was slightly more successful. Yogurts were a winner and still a fail safe fave. I gave up with trying to do everything homemade and used some ready made pouches. I eased off on the biscuits and sweet treats ban. I let him explore new textures (play with his food)
So here we are at nearly 12 months and It's been a long and tedious weaning experience, nowhere near as exciting as I thought it would be. Although he's a much better eater now, the daily battle often commences. He still has days where he would happily have a milk only diet! But with just 4 weeks left til I return to work I'm having to crack down on boob time.
He has now decided to go all independent on me and only accept food he feeds himself. Enter 'baby led weaning'. So now three times a day the kitchen, my son and I need to be hosed down. And let me tell you, if you miss a bit of broccoli, it dries like cement. You ain't never getting that off!
But hey ho HE'S EATING! What's more, he actually seems to be enjoying it!! Ok, we waste ALOT of food. It's on the floor, it's on his head, it's in my hair. He mushes, he squeezes, he splats, he pulverises. But when his little hand reaches up and pops it in his mouth, my heart bursts with pride and happiness. We shower him with love, praise and encouragement (whilst silently crying about the mess and arguing over whose turn it is to clean it up)
And as it turns out, his appetite takes after his mum after all! He likes his cheese mature, his chocolate dark and a biscuit in each hand.