Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Liver and Peas ... Like Mother, Like Daughter

Her Highness is five months old now and is eating baby food. As instructed by their pediatrician, they introduce one new food at a time over a period of several days before adding a new one.  This allows time for any food allergies or sensitivities to show up and be isolated quickly and easily. So far, so good.

When we were there a couple of weekends ago, it was time to introduce a new food. And the new food of the week was peas. Katy was cooking dinner so she handed me the container and asked if I would mind feeding Her Highness. She's not quite sitting up without support yet, so we put her in the Bebepod chair and set her on top of the dining room table. I'll get back to this story in a minute, but first let me give you a little background.

Flashback about 30 years to Katy at about the same age, sitting in another infant seat on another dining room table with her dad feeding her. She's been eating for a while now. As a matter of fact, back then, we started feeding babies cereal at about six weeks old. But on this day, she was about four or five months old. She had already been eating different kinds of cereals, fruits, and vegetables. We had recently introduced baby food meats, chicken, beef, pork, all ground to complete mush, with limited success. She ate them less than enthusiastically. But on this night her dad had decided that she should try liver. Yep, that's right, they actually make baby food liver. GROSS!

(As an aside here, let me just tell you that Grams doesn't eat liver. I don't like the taste and the texture is yucky. Because of my distaste for liver, I would never offer it to anyone, but especially not to my precious baby girl.)

Dad took the spoon, dipped it into the baby food jar, and gave Katy a bite. She took it on her tongue and closed her mouth. He turned around and gave me a self-satisfied look as he said "See I told you she would like it."  Just about the time he turned back around to give her another bite, Katy opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. The spoonful of liver was still sitting atop her tongue. She proceeded to scrape her tongue across her top gums, pushing all the liver off and out of her mouth where it then plopped onto her bib. She then closed her mouth and with great determination refused to take another bite. I had to retreat to the kitchen because I was laughing hysterically and trying not to say "I told you so."

Now, back to Her Highness perched atop the dining room table in her chair. I dip my spoon into the container of baby food peas and give HH her first taste of peas. And, you guessed it, she spit it right out. I tried again, and she took it tentatively before spitting it out again. On the third bite I could tell that she was tasting it and testing it and she swallowed it. But I don't think she really liked it.

Parenting has changed a lot in the thirty or so years since Grams and Grandad were starting out with babies. Parents today seem so much more knowledgeable than we were. And there are so many more gadgets and goodies. Our granddaughters eat organic and often homemade food. We'd never even heard of organic food and, in our day, only the most fanatical moms made their own baby food.

What are the biggest changes you've seen in parenting babies?


  1. Peas were the only food that the Babby disliked so much she actually gagged and gagged until she puked. And that was after a single bite.

  2. The biggest change for me when our granddaughter was just a baby was putting her down to sleep -- on her back????? When her Mom was a baby we were told to put them on their tummies! Gotta say that putting her down on her back when I'd been holding her and had rocked her to sleep was sure a lot easier!

  3. Ha! Love the liver story. I actually like liver and onions but haven't had it in years since no one else in the family does.

    I made my own baby food with my middle daughter. Not because I was fanatical, but because we were so darn broke. I mixed all kinds of things—fruits, veggies, dinners—in the blender, poured into ice cube trays, and popped out a cube or two when it was time to eat.

    As far as fancy products nowadays, I learned this past week that my daughter has an ELECTRIC nose sucker for her kidlets instead of using the old-time blue bulb syringes for getting rid of the boogies. Of course, she didn't bring it along, so Gramma had to torture her grandsons with the bulb syringe during their visit since they had HORRIBLE colds and HORRIBLY stuffed noses while here. Some products nowadays are silly, but an electric nose sucker sure would have been nice, I think.