I find myself having the same argument with my mother any time I tell her Izzy didn't sleep through the night. Her side, "Give her cereal, it will make her tummy full and she'll sleep longer." My opposition, "She's not mentally ready for it."
After repeating this same argument over and over, and fruitlessly hoping my mother will understand, I'm giving in. It is time for Izzy to try solids. First I must tell you why. She's not sleeping through the night. That is as close as I'll come to admitting my mother may be right. To further explain, she's eating more and more breastmilk every day. In two weeks she has gone from 4 oz. at each feeding to 5 oz. I found it alarming that she chugged a bottle at 10 p.m. after already eating at 6p.m. and 8p.m. Usually she goes three hours in between. So she is showing she needs more substanence, and it doesn't necessarily mean she needs solids to keep up. Perhaps I should just pump more? Or break into the frozen blocks of breastmilk that I have stored since December. And this may not be a valid reason to start solids, but I don't want to supplement with formula.
And who knows, maybe she is mentally ready, but am I? My secret is excuse is that I'm not ready to do the work that goes with introducing solids. It seems challenging, and right now giving her a bottle, or breastfeeding is so simple.
According to her pediatrician, introducing solids should be fun. I should only try it out when she's in a good mood. So besides timing it right, and having Joe home for the first spoonful to the mouth, she's got to be happy about it. Shouldn't be too hard, she's generally a very happy little girl. But I know the first time Joe is home and ready to spectate, she'll inevitably be soured on something. Gas, teething pains, something.
In a few days, I hope to report back that Izzy made the funniest face when we gave her solids for the first time. But just in case that post doesn't happen for a while, please know that it's because the universe wasn't ready to cooperate.
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