Friday, 27 February 2009

Today Erbie mainly ate - paper

Breakfast: 2 spoonfuls of mashed banana were eeked down, a slice of chilled mango was scoffed at.
Lunch, I gave him a tray with a selection of cauliflower and broccoli florets and some pieces of carrots. It all got mashed into the tray. He really is off his food today. At the Wallace collection he managed to eat most of the information leaflet. So back to breast is best, even then only really 3 feeds. I took an 1000mg vitamin C and a pregnancy multi-vitamin.
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