Maisie is a foodie, I can already tell this now. She has been demanding everything we eat since about 5 months. So far, there is nothing she won’t eat (except juice and milk). She sneaks drinks of black coffee or tea out of my cup, if I am not looking.
Spicy curries, Persian kebab, Vietnamese pho? NOM NOM NOM will be her answer.
Garlic Okra Pickles? MORE PLEASE!!
Crab legs?: Don’t take her to an all-you-can-eat crab leg buffet, they WILL charge you!
Strawberries and raw green onions from the garden: GOBBLES them up.
Unless it’s the odd organic veggie/fruit pouch or some baby cereal (rarely), she eats what we eat- in amounts that are astonishing. She’s been clocking in between 25th-50th percentile for weight- and OFF THE CHARTS in height, consistently.
Today’s Breakfast Menu:
Eggs Scrambled with Dill
Avocado Mashed w/Sriracha, S & P- on toast.
Water (because she seems to dislike juice and milk. Getting her to drink her bottles is a chore)
I generally make enough to feed her, plus enough to throw on her table so she can ‘feed’ herself. She is 10 months old, so her self-feeding skills are not quite spectacular, but our 3 Newfoundland dogs appreciate her technique.
I often wonder if she eats such a varied (and highly spiced) menu because that is what I ate during gestation and breast feeding. I was RAW VEGAN and juicing prior to becoming pregnant (and during the first month). I developed an insatiable craving for avocados straight away. THAT led to a sudden and urgent need for chicken wings, which I despised pre-pregnancy. Those chicken wings were the death knell to my healthy vegan lifestyle…
I feed her solids 3-4 times a day, not including her bottle feedings. I am no longer breast feeding because I had issues with milk production due to an earlier breast lift and reduction years ago.
I am thankful that she has no food issues- I went through TWO picky eaters, my middle and youngest son. My eldest boy was exactly like Maisie in terms of ‘foodiness’. By the time he was two, Sam was leafing through magazines and asking me to cook him ‘magazine food’.
What IS a first for me is that she’s not overweight. I thank my lucky stars that she did not seem to inherit my metabolism.