Yes, ladies and gentlemen, today.
Not the day she said her first word or took her first step. Not the day she first smiled or had her first laugh (that was a couple of days ago).
Today she tried her first real food. A truly bittersweet experience for a breastfeeding mom like me. Never again will I be her sole source of nourishment.
Now I know that “Food under one is just for fun”. I get that, I do. Today though, my monkey had her first taste of bananas and she will never return to only my milk. I can’t be upset about it, though. She’s growing without any problems and takes to new things like a fish to water. I’m so proud of her.
She sat right there in front of me, on Dad’s knee while he fed her. After just a taste or two, she was already getting upset in between bites (I’m using that term to describe a TEENY amount) that Dad wasn’t moving quickly enough and even grabbed his hand holding the spoon to guide it to her mouth! How could I be upset? I’ve always known that our time together, just us, would only last so long.
And at least she still needs me to cut her nails! XD