Caution: Do Not Top Off

Baby Boy just doesn’t know when to quit. Eating, that is.

He is mildly apprehensive but willing when it comes to solid foods, and has discovered that he likes green beans (I don’t get it, either) and sweet potatoes (okay, that I understand) so far. Rice cereal and oatmeal, both fine with him. Fruits still seem to puzzle him, but we’re working on it.

The one food that he never has had an issue with is… me. Bring on Mom! The Munchkin was a hearty eater, but nothing like this. This boy chugs with gusto. I mean, he is so loud that people can hear him nursing over the phone. It gives my mother the giggles. I just chalk it up to his Japanese genes. I’ll never forget when my host father pointedly told me that I was a quiet eater. I had no idea what he meant until later. Then I had the fun of throwing all my American table manners out the window. Make noise, and lots of it!

This seems to be a lesson my son has taken to heart. He even starts laughing with excitement when we sit down to nurse, and then latches on and starts making even more happy noise.

In the meantime, though, he doesn’t know when to stop eating. As the Webmaster has pointed out, his eyes can be bigger than my boobs. (Yes, he said that.) As a result, Baby Boy tends to urp up. A lot. I actually went and bought bibs for him and rejoiced when I received more when he was an infant. He doesn’t wear bibs anymore except for meals, because he learned to chew on them once he discovered his hands. So I do a lot of laundry, because my kids seem to think that that’s all I was put on this earth for – to do their laundry!

I’m not bitter, really.

Back to the eating. So, I’m trying to switch sides on him, make him burp, all that good stuff, just trying to keep him from gorging himself. But sometimes, like yesterday, he keeps complaining when I make him stop, so I decided to “top him off” so he’d calm down and maybe take a nap.

He rewarded me by tossing up the extra snack onto my shirt.

Note to self: treat son like car, and don’t top off the tank. He runs just fine on “mostly full.”

This entry was posted on Tuesday, February 21st, 2006 at 9:56 am and is filed under Children.
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