Max is 9 months old now. And he’s still not really eating solids. Not because he can’t, but because we’re both content nursing him full time. He’s nice and plump. Seems perfectly healthy. And it’s significantly less mess.
But, Nate bought a box of Cheerios last week, so I pulled a booster out of the garage, washed it up, and put it on a barstool yesterday.
And since they were Honey Nut Cheerios, both boy and freshly washed chair were sticky in no time. I’m not sure how long before he’s eating solids in earnest, (he’s not a fan of the spoon) but I sense it’s coming. And it’s kind of sad. Max may well be my last baby. Nursing him is such a sweet time. I make goo-goo eyes at him. He smiles and sticks his fingers in my mouth.
It’s just sweet.
Nate and I are feeling sick again. I’m not sure if it’s something new, or if it’s the sneaky second leg of the last bug. It feels more like the end of an illness, but we had a couple good days before it hit. Either way, it sucks.
July 7th, 2010 at 6:15 pm
Awww. My youngest nursed until she was just a little over 3 and she didn’t eat solids until she was well over a year, maybe even pushing 2. Out of the 3 she is definitely the healthiest and she is much closer to me than my other 2 are. She is now 7 and it’s looking as though she may be our last and I have to say I miss nursing like crazy. Several people we know were put off by the fact that she nursed as long as she did but our doctor was totally supportive and I wouldn’t trade a day of the time we shared together. They grow quickly enough without us forcing them along. 🙂