I find a lot of joy in cooking. When Chick started on solids, I was looking forward to it in large part because I was excited to prepare his food. Ready, set, purée.
Things have been going well for the last two months. Then just last week, Chick went all diva on food. He’d take a few bites and be, at best, disinterested. I tried new foods, old foods, new combos, even a little baby led weaning.
Tonight, at my wits end, I pulled out the emergency prepared, store bought baby food.
He ate all 4 oz with gusto.
I’m trying not to take this personally.