Thursday I took LB and BIT for breakfast at Whole Foods before BIT’s 9 month well visit. Another prime example of the chasm between expectations (or hopes) and reality with a toddler.
Actually, I’m not giving the Littlest Brewster enough credit. Yes, she runs around like an idiot. Yes, she asks a million questions, embarrassingly loudly, including wondering why that man’s face looked like it did. (For the record, his face was totally normal. She just decided it was questionable.) Yes, she wiggles and squirms in her chair and needs commands to be repeated a dozen times before deigning to carry them out.
Okay, no, she’s getting plenty of credit. She’s a handful.
But at least she’s a pleasant handful and most everyone smiles rather than scowls when observing her antics.
I always get a little nervous because they give you that questionnaire to fill out as to what your infant is and is not doing yet and neither girl has ever gotten a perfect score. Which is certainly not a big deal, as both girls are obviously rockstars and I should just calm the heck down.
I’m pretty certain our pediatrician thinks I’m a total nut job as I consistently ask questions that sort of make her give me the side eye. For instance, today I asked if it mattered if BIT ate food items that had been cooked with honey in it.
(Backstory: About 2 weeks ago, I was feeding BIT a paleo pumpkin muffin and realized it had been made with quite a bit of honey, which is a big no-no for kids under 1 due to the risk of infant botulism. A frantic internet search netted no results, other than vague warnings that oven temps are not high enough to kill botulism spores and the knowledge that one of the first signs of infant botulism is constipation, 3 to 30 days after exposure. Sure enough, a few days later, BIT is constipated and I’m bitterly certain that I’ve signed her death warrant. Luckily, a few doses of prune juice straightened things out for BIT and I decided she was not doomed to succumb to botulism.)
For the record, Dr. Gallagher assured me that it’s okay to feed BIT things with cooked honey in it, just make sure not to give her the raw stuff.
I also asked at what age is it acceptable to take a “Like it or Lump it” approach to dinner, meaning my kids either eat what they’re given or go to bed hungry. Dr. Gallagher said about 3 or 4 years old and then proceeded to give me a slightly incredulous look when I said, “Oh, so not BIT yet…”
Yeah, I’m pretty sure she thinks I’m totally neurotic. And quite possibly irresponsible.
Luckily you guys all know the truth.