Maya loves to eat, she will try almost any food you put in front of her. She loves food and isn’t afraid to try new things. It hasn’t always been that way though. For a while there I thought we might be destined to deal with an insanely picky eater forever. But somewhere along the way she became transformed into this eating machine
When Maya was about 5 months old I started introducing her to solid foods. I started out with rice cereal as recommended by our pediatrician. She was not impressed by any stretch of the imagination. The face she is making in this photo is one I saw every time I stuck a spoon in her mouth (assuming she would open her mouth and let me put the spoon in, in the first place).
There were very few baby foods she would eat. I could occasionally get her to eat peas, squash, this pre-mixed peach cereal stuff in a jar and prunes, but that was it. She hated applesauce, all baby cereals, and most veggies. For quite sometime she lived on breast milk alone because she wouldn’t even open her mouth to try anything.
Things got a little easier when we introduced finger foods. She loved those Gerber Puffs, the freeze dried yogurt thingys, cheerios and peaches. I think for a while there she would have been happy to live on peaches
We struggled with her eating, or lack there of, for a while. She wouldn’t try anything. The few things she would eat just didn’t cut it as meals and didn’t give her enough of the nutrients she needed. When it finally came time to wean her completely from breastfeeding I was worried that she wasn’t going to get enough to eat, that she would starve because she refused to eat anything.
She didn’t starve. As a matter of fact she started slowly doing much better in the eating department. There were several things we did that helped her, including; not making any meal time a battle, if she wanted to eat great, if not, fine. We continued to provide her lots of healthy options at each meal. I started letting her choose what she was going to eat for breakfast and lunch and we basically just let her control her own eating.
One day I realized that I no longer had a picky eater. Instead my daughter had been transformed into a good eater. She is the type of kid you can take out to dinner with you and not have to worry about what will be on the menu. This past weekend we even took her out for sushi with us. Now, granted, she didn’t much care for the actual sushi but she loved the miso soup and the japanese house salad Watching her eat this weekend I was proud of her for being so willing to try new things. I was proud of us for sticking with it and helping transform her into an amazing little eating machine. She even used chop sticks