Diary of a SAHD – Week 6, the delayed Edition

This week has been a bit of an adventure. Rory has discovered the joys of eating lumps of food and how much fun it is to make a mess whilst doing so. Yes he started our take on what is currently called Baby Led Weaning (BLW) or what I prefer to call eating. For those following along at home you will know we tried him on mush last week with decidedly average results. This week he took such a liking to the banana I was eating in front of him that I broke a lump off and gave it to him. It was consumed faster than a Snickers at a Weight Watchers meeting! Over the weekend he tried peach, washed free of all the sugary goodness and that too was devoured. Like pretty much everything BLW seems to polarise the population; on one hand we have the NZ Ministry of Health advising against it until there is research-based evidence available and on the other equally passionate people that say it encourages a diverse diet and reduces the risk of obesity.I have also heard anecdotally that it encourages swallowing and speech development which cant be all bad right!

We FINALLY made it along to Wriggle and Rhyme at the local library. It was so much fun. Probably a bit over-crowed though. The pirate song got a little hijacked as no-one could walk around freely, but Rory loved the whole half hour. And as a bonus I got to have coffee and cake afterwards at the mall with a few of the coffee group girls. Was a really nice way to round out a short week that started with the 5 month vaccinations at 9am Tuesday!

I have been reflecting this week on how much this baby raising gig has changed since I had Lachlan 11 years ago. Back then, I had to remember when he last fed, pooped and slept. Now there is an app for that (well many actually, complete with graphs and data analysis if you are so inclined….). There was a finite number of options for cots and strollers. Now there appears to be every variation possible. Clothing was (largely) limited to what we could get at bricks-and-mortar stores like The Baby Factory or Farmers. Now you can get custom clothes delivered via Etsy to your door for half the cost of buying in NZ. Things seem to have become so complex and complicated now, at least from my recollections. I know with Lachlan I was one of ‘those’ parents that wanted the latest and greatest ‘things’ for my baby and seemed to have spent a small fortune on a (by todays standards) huge stroller that probably cold have had a kitchen sink installed. And I used precisely none of the added extras. I had a collection of Baby Einstein DVDs and toys, all of which he ignored.

My take on baby rearing now is what do babies actually need to live, grow, develop. If they grow up on the plains of the Kalahari they (probably) don’t have iPads, DVD players or the next big thing from Fisher-Price. All they really need shelter, food and clothing. They need opportunities to explore the world around them without being wrapped in cotton wool 24/7. And they need loving, caring parents, whether that be a man & and woman, two men or two women.

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