As she gains independence she wants less and less help. Therefore she has refused baby foods unless she can hold the spoon herself. As I prepared to make her some oatmeal I realized we were out of all the normal things I would mix in, such as applesauce. In fact, we did not have any of her fruit in the freezer.
I went to the pantry and found some pears. Canned food is not my first choice for her but in moments like these canned fruit is better than no fruit. Instead of mixing a pureed baby food fruit into her oatmeal I chunked the pear and stirred it in.
One bite and she was a happy girl. I worked with her to scoop the chunks of pear and oatmeal onto her spoon and get it to her mouth. She ate almost the whole ramekin.
As I cleaned up I couldn't help but think how much my daughter is like me. Hopefully not as picky with food but for the most part I am not a fan of food that doesn't need chewed (or gummed in her case). And I can be fiercely independent, sometimes to a fault.
I'm grateful for quick thinking and the can of pears in the pantry. I'm grateful for my daughter's willingness to try and her determination to be independent. I'm grateful for the little wins like a good breakfast after a rough night. I'm grateful for my daughter and all the ways she is like me, as well as the ways she is not. I'm grateful for chunks of fruit in my oatmeal and the ability to give that to my daughter as well.
What little wins can you celebrate today? What is your favorite breakfast?
May today start us off on the right foot. May we have little wins throughout the day. Have a beautiful day!