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Further to the Banana…

Wednesday, February 29th, 2012


Is everyone opening them like monkeys do? Well, ARE YOU?

I haven’t been, and to be honest it’s not been that much of a struggle cracking open the stalk end but it can be a little fraught… however, it turns out that yer average chimp has it sussed.

Look here, you absolutely owe it to yourself.

SO, it turns out we’ve been doing it wrong all this time… just squeeze the bottom of the ‘nana and the skin will kind of split, and you can just pull the sides down as per. It does leave you with the black endy bit sitting right at the top, but at least you can get rid of it straight away rather than have a small child present it to you by wiping it on your trousers.

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Today is World Prematurity Awareness Day.

Thursday, November 17th, 2011

Here’s some info, click here.


I’ve not yet blogged about the fact that my second daughter was born Caesarean Section nearly seven weeks premature (I say ‘yet’, it’s ridiculous, she’s three years old now) but actually I think I just take a long time to get beyond these things. I’ll do it one day. We were lucky, she hardly spent any time in the Special Care Baby Unit, she was a comparatively ginormous 4lb 1oz, but the whole experience was, and remains, a terrible shock. Basically I went in for a scan and came out with a baby. Big fright.

However, I must say that Baby Led Weaning was an absolute godsend when it came to knowing when to start giving her solids. The advice is so conflicting, some doctors say that you should leave it until the baby would have been 6 months, some say that you should do it 6 months after birth, and indeed some say you should go earlier because babies have missed out on that valuable ‘fattening up for the winter’ time late on in the womb.

My instinct, of course, was to leave it later. It didn’t make sense to me that my child’s internal organs would be maturing any faster than her outsides (and I did ask, many times, for an explanation). ‘It has been exposed to food early’ never really chimed with me, and I didn’t feel that my daughter was lacking in vitamins and minerals because we had supplemented (when I could get her in a half-Nelson to administer them – she might have been small, but she was determined) with liquid vits since birth.

Thank God, then, for the fact that my experiences with Baby-Led Weaning my first child had given me the confidence to trust HER to make the decision as to when the time was right. Of course the memories are hazy, and what with her being an NSC (Neglected Subsequent Child) the photographic record is less complete than with my first daughter, but at round about a birth age of 5 and a half months she reached out and grabbed her first bit of solid food and chomped away. She was a very different kid to wean, actually, for lots of reasons that I should blog about sometime, but I can say that at the age of three she is a wee darling, robust as they come, and her favourite food in the whole world is ratatouille.

So thank you to all the staff of the hospital who looked after us so beautifully, who calmed our fears and dried our tears when we realised that it was all going to happen A Lot Sooner than she or we expected. Kind thoughts to those parents who spent longer in SCBU and strength and courage to those little, little babies who keep going against all the odds.

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Organic Mini Shreddies

Friday, December 29th, 2006

Or something like that. I could go and look at the pack but it's too far away…
Basically they are smaller than normal Shredded Wheat, so they're easy for the babies to hold onto. Obviously they're wheat, but salt-wise there's just a trace measurement so that's fine. I just microwave them for five seconds in a splash of cows' milk (because We Are One, y'know), so  they absorb the milk and soften a little. Babybear eats about fifteen of these in a sitting, she loves them with a banana. Good news, as Babybear was becoming – dare I say it? – a little bored with porridge pancakes. More to the point, they are pretty clean breakfast so essential for those morning when a quick getaway is required.

Post Script
Littleducks from Mumsnet has pointed out that it was she who told me about Mini Shreddies, and has therefore demanded due credit. (Diva.)

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Goose

Thursday, December 28th, 2006

Oh yes, goose. We've had goose for the last couple of years after a miserable experience with a turkey whose flesh was as dry as a nun's gusset. Anyway, Happy Christmas.
The goose cost about a squillion pounds and was, if I say so myself, cooked to juicy perfection. Needless to say she didn't like it as much as roast chicken.

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Birthday Cake

Thursday, December 21st, 2006

I know I've not been around much (bad, busy Aitch and her annoying computer that hasn't been working properly) but I'm officially Orf Work until January the 2nd so hurrah and huzzah it's back to business.

And the most recent Finger Food that Babybear ate was, of course, birthday cake. I'd love to say I whipped it up myself but rather amazingly Babybear was born on what is officially the most difficult and hectic work weekend of the year. Well done that girl. And the fact that my friend was having a 40th Birthday party in a ma-hoosive country house the same weekend meant that I have been under some strain getting my job done in advance.

So the poor darling made do with an M&S Victoria sponge as it's her father's favourite, but I did put some more icing sugar on it to make it purty. Everyone sang, her one candle flickered dangerously, and very soon Babybear was wolfing down a substantial amount of flour, sugar and E numbers. Luckily she was fast asleep in her travel cot before the sugar crash arrived. And I was picking crumbs off my party frock for the rest of the night…

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Pomegranate

Sunday, December 10th, 2006

Just discovered that pomegranate segments ( the small wee bits inside –  segments, seeds dunno? )  make a great finger food. I think that pomegranates are just the best thing ever so I’m really glad that Boomer has also taken a liking to them. The only thing is that they are possibly the most expensive fruit  but worth it. Pomegranates are one of these things that you see listed as super foods , and I do think they are just super too. Apparenty they are a natural contraceptive too, don’t know what quantities you have to eat though – or maybe you don’t eat it ….must stop there.

 

It doesn’t mention pomegranates specifically in the allergy food guides so not sure if its one of these dangerous fruits or not – anybody got a clue?

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Fish, glorious fish… well, the world’s most expensive haddie

Thursday, November 16th, 2006

So I went out, as advised by Rowan, to buy fish fingers but in the end could only get cod ones (don't they make haddock fish fingers any more?) which I frankly could not face eating as a Proper Meal. I did purchase them, to be fair, cos with baked beans and broccoli they are a fab lunch.
Thence to the fishmonger to get wheat were admittedly three very large fillets of haddock but my god… they cost more than a tenner. It's not like it was a gold-plated haddie or anything. Please don't lecture me about fish  populations, I know they're getting rarer.
Anyway, being British I didn't say anything other than 'ohyesthat'llbefine' and handed over my life savings. Came home, poached the fish in some milk and butter and a bay leaf in the oven, knocked up some baked potatoes and wilted some spinach. That was the first time I had used cow's milk for Babybear so I didn't give her huge amounts of the sauce when I served it up, and she appeared to suffer no ill effects.
The fish and potato was a success (as much as anything is these days now that she's on a teething-induced hunger strike) and the spinach was dropped on the floor without ever getting near her mouth. Still, as my mum used to say (in a deeply irritatin voice, as I recall)… 'More for us'.

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Celery

Friday, November 3rd, 2006

Now, I have no idea if this is actually true or not but a good friend of mine is a nurse and she said that celery has a mild numbing effect on sore gums if served straight from the fridge. She implied that it contains some sort of anaesthetic but I've just spent 25 minutes Googling my socks off and found no actual proof of this. However, plenty of places recommend cold celery as teethers so it amounts to the same thing. (Perhaps I should take this opportunity to remind you that I am not in any sense qualified to give medical advice? Nor is Google, for that matter.)

I give Babybear half a stick at a time because she likes to put in in her mouth and yank it out, dragging it over her teeth, and the longer piece gives her better (and funnier) leverage. She loves it, and while she doesn't eat a great deal she generally chews off a good inch or so. Very handy for taking out, as it's clean and keeps well.

However, I just wanted to remind everyone that now the weather is getting colder, the days of BLW chicken soup are drawing in. In Scotland it's been bitter for a few weeks so we've had the opportunity to refine the recipe even further. Babybear is absolutely loving the big sticks of celery (still cringing with revulsion at the sight of carrot, sadly) and I appear to have cracked the 'no-salt' issue. Rather than using a stock cube to supplement my home-made chicken stock, we adults now content ourselves with sprinkling some Marigold bouillon into the soup at the table, which leaves Babybear with an utterly virtuous salt-free soup. It's not dinner party elegant, I'll grant you, but with the amount of cheese that child eats I really need to watch her salt intake.

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Steak

Monday, October 30th, 2006

As it happens, we favour rib-eye steak in this household for its extra juiciness and considerable chearperness than yer sirloin or popeseye (please don't laugh at the Scottish names for cuts of meat – I've no idea what you foreigners call them). As I've mentioned before, nothing competes with Babybear's avowed passion for roast chicken but she does much enjoy a good hunk of beef.

We tend to cook ours to a medium (heat up the pan first, as I'm sure you know, while you dry the meat with kitchen towel and rub oil into the flesh, yum-yum) and then give Babybear some of the more cooked pieces from the outside. She gets it pink, though, and it hasn't killed her yet. But go on, line up to tell me how I'm endangering her life…

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Sweetcorn

Monday, October 23rd, 2006

Ah, autumn, season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, as some dead poet once said. (Think it was Keats, but to be honest I probably only remember the poem because the next line contains the word 'bosom').

As Lorna has already pointed out in the increasingly enormous Main Page comments section, there are pumpkins to be eaten but it's best to keep them small-to-medium or they lose flavour. However, our great triumph thus far has been corn-on-the-cob, simply microwaved for three to five minutes in a covered glass dish with a splash of water.
They are hot when they come out, and much as you try to run them under the tap to cool them the cob stays boiling so you have to set them aside for a while until you're sure it's safe.

Then chop the cob into 1-2 inch pieces, take a bite yourself to get things started and voila, one happy, occupied child. Some children can eat the whole thing (please see above photo and the impressive Little Wriggler) but I just chop them up to save wasting a whole cob at a time. Babybear tends to get bored about halfway through so I just cut the rest of the corn off for her and let her exercise her pincer grip for maximum time wasteage.

And I know that I said I would look into baby sweetcorn ages ago… I have tried to buy them but while there are so many local veggies around it seems too naughty to clock up that many air miles. (My corn-on-the-cob came from Spain, which is hardly round the corner but still…) I have no doubt, however, that faced with a farmers' market filled with turnips I will cave in this winter and try the baby corn, wherever it has flown in from.

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