Skill Needed: Patience

Now that Christmas is firmly behind us and we're back on track, I've been thinking about what's next for Boo.  He's not crawling -- should I worry?  His eating was all upset by his illness and our trip and he seems reticent to eat finger foods -- should I worry?  Our house is in a state of disrepair (oh the list) and we just simply can't seem to get moving -- should I be concerned?

Obviously if I'm asking myself if I should worry...I'm worried. 

I tried broccoli, pasta.  The only thing Boo will eat is a bit of rice cake.  It's a beginning but he's been doing that for at least a month.  Actually, I have no since of time.  There was Before Christmas and After Christmas.  All I know is that he would play a bit and try to put in his mouth then gag.  Boo indeed.

Crawling is similar story.  He can't sit up or pull up on his own.  But he likes to be upright.  He prefers to stand and he LOVES the walker so he can cruise around.  And so we wait.  And try to not to worry and to remain grateful that he's not actually mobile yet, because we know the trouble we'll be in then.

Right after the holidays I had a last annual review with my outgoing boss.  Actually, it was a review of my work in 2006 since I wasn't there for most of 2007 and to discuss The Future.  He's really a positive and easy-going guy and he didn't really volunteer any feedback in terms of areas of improvement so I came out and just asked.  His response:  Patience. 

I realized, dang, he's right.  It's during those times that I practice patience that things actually seem to happen.  Message received.  No more worrying about Boo.  No sweating it about taking that 8 months off and not advancing at work.  Not feeling guilty for not writing as often as I'd like or become star author.

Sunday a friend told me that she was steaming carrot sticks for her daughter and it of course made total sense (Duh).  I should try to give the things we know he likes.  So more carrot, apple, pear it is, and so far, he sort-of eats it.  At least he's not choking on it. Yay.

Comments

[Bill in Portland]

At one point, M would eat only black/dark things--olives, black beans, raisins. He was also slow to ambulate--but the boy could talk a blue streak (and still does). Is it apparent yet where Boo is precocious?

[Parisienne Mais Presque]

Heh, I hear you! Le Petit just turned the big Six Months Old, and I now feel obliged to get him to eat something other than milk. For a month or so he's been eyeing interestedly whatever was on our plate, but now that it's his turn, no go. He's willing to taste something just to get a hold of the spoon, which is a coveted teething object, but he grimaces and spits whatever came on the spoon right back.

Everyone's asking when he'll start eating solids, but I figure, why should I rush him? I, too, have to keep reminding myself not to worry.