Starting Feeding Therapy

Starting Feeding Therapy

Sooo.. let’s talk about how much fun we have been having in feeding therapy. I mean, I knew Logan was going to like it because duhhhh.. FAT GUY loves everything! But oh.em.gee my friends: logan in feeding therapy, discovering food, is the most magical thing my momma heart has ever seen.

Through Cindy’s (linked here @talk.eat.play ) careful tutelage we’ve discovered so many new types of food! Plus we have experimented with so many new textures, messes, and flavors. And you wanna know what the best part of this is?

He likes to eat my cooking

You have no idea how much that satisfies my momma soul.

Considering how little (to practically nothing) Evan eats, the fact that Logan LOVES to eat every soft steamed whatever I put in front of him is amazing! And what’s more… you best believe its flavorful, and full of spices and seasoning! Because the kitchen is my happy place. I love that he loves what I love. You know?

And honestly, Cindy is amazing in how she encourages both me and Logan to discover new things in the kitchen and in our diets. The other day… I cooked with vegetables (ugh! it disgusts me just to say the word!) made them into a soup, pureed that sh*t, and BAM! guess who ate pureed broccoli and cheddar cheese soup.

This momma and son duo.

Dude, it had onions, carrots, broccoli, and potatoes. Things I would never eat! Never in a million years.. but within 30 or so minutes we were both three bowls deep. And loving every veggie-filled bite. 

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So. Much. Fun.

 

-JG♥

Sorry for our absence…

Sorry for our absence…

Things have been like super hella crazy around here, and thus our site has been eerily silent. I don’t even know where to begin to describe what our life has been like for the past two months. Sooooo much has happened that it’s impossible to think of just where to start. We hit milestones, we went through extreme lows, and then we came out the other end better people.

The biggest milestone?

Logan turned One.

Over the last few months, he’s grown and learned so much, and yet I still feel like with him time stands still, and he’s going to be my baby forever. The way he crawls all over the house makes me so proud, I laugh when my mom calls him “una cucaracha mala”. He can now come up to a tall knee position and is crushing every obstacle course Diana builds for him. We’ve discovered how to bang maracas together, and honestly,  it is the most magical thing I’ve ever seen.

Over the last few months, we’ve also discovered so many new things such as bathtubs, the beach, and plenty of new public outings like aquariums and brunches. We’ve learned how to say da da da, to hold our own bottle, we’ve made so many new friends, and we’re beginning to experiment with soft solids.

Making huge progress.

In so many ways I feel like each day is the same and we are getting nowhere. Still no clapping, still no waving, still no walking. But then I think of how far he has come, how he can now respond to simple words such as “up” and “come”, how he loves playing with his brother, how he can successfully bang items together… and don’t even get me started on his feeding accomplishments!

The more days go by, the prouder I become of my little wolverine. He’s accomplished so much, and likewise given me so much to learn and grow from. He’s quite possibly the best decision I have ever made, and the most fun I have ever had.

Mom