No Peas, Please

     I must have forgotten that introducing foods to babies is not always as easy and charming as the pictures in the Parenting magazines. I'm guilty of assuming that the second child will be easier than the first, simply because I'm not as nervous or uptight about various things. What I didn't consider is my baby.

     Our sweet Owen is a very happy, easy going baby. His big smile stretches from ear to ear and practically overtakes his face. He loves his big sister, has been showing interest in the food that we are eating, so I thought we would sail smoothly into the blissful world of actually eating baby food.

     I'm happy to report that after a month of eating, it looks like he's finally figured out what he's supposed to do with his tongue once I put the spoon in his mouth! He kept pushing out his tongue with all of the food, clearly sabotaging my attempt to fill his belly with something other than formula. 

     I was eager to make him some baby food, so I bought a gigantic bag of peas and a large butternut squash. After steaming and baking the various items, the pureeing in the mixer, I had ice cube after ice cube of pure, nutritional food for my little guy. I gave him the first scoop of peas, and BLAH!! He wanted no part in it! If practice makes perfect, it looks like we have many more days and weeks of practice ahead of us.

     Owen not only dislikes the peas. He gags. His eyes water. His whole body shakes implying that must have been the worst thing to have graced his little lips. Thankfully he enjoys the squash, but I've got to get rid of these peas! Practice makes perfect. Come on, Owen! You can do it!