Panic Mode!

A few days ago I was in panic mode. My daughter isn’t eating very well at the moment, no matter what I put in front of her. She even refuses yoghurt sometimes – something previously unheard of! She has been breastfeeding a lot more, so not to worry – she is getting what she needs.

But yeah. So I phoned my Mom in a panic. Well, not quite a panic, but I was feeling rather helpless. Didn’t know if I was doing it right, the food cooking thing. I’m not quite into cooking full-blown meals and stuff for her – some boiled vegetables mashed together are about what I can handle. So my Mom quizzed me on what she was eating, and then told me she felt I was doing just fine.

Ah, to hear those words again. They were balm on very chapped skin, I tell you!