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Eating habits

When compared to Z, X might have preferred stronger seasoning, more demanding and more adventurous. X would not hesitate to spit out porridge and go for what was on our table. Z would have been more accommodating.

However, X was still easier to cope with because he ate faster and did not vomit on demand (VOD). Z used to VOD so much that we were always held ransom by that. Until my brilliant friend suggested that he could clean his own vomit, only then did Z stop his VOD acts at 20 months’ old.

We did not enjoy feeding X because this age was the trickiest to cope with. Last Sunday, he surprised me at lunch by chomping down his rice, herbal soup, chicken and steamed cod fish very readily.

He ate very fast and there was minimal mess. He was too preoccupied with using the tissue paper to wipe his tray, his bottle cap and shredding the tissue paper to bits.

The tissue bits were a mess but anything was better than spat-out food and vomit. Whatever it took, we would take it!

Changing tastes

X was really advanced for his age.

Since late Nov, he had been given the option of sharing our meals and he loved it.  He had looked upon his pureed food with a disdain that he had grown out of baby food.

He loved soups and rice.  Given that he only had 2 front teeth, we had to coordinate by offering him mashy, wet rice.  He loved his oriental porridge too but I wanted to make sure that he was opened to as many cuisines as possible.  Otherwise, I would be stuck with cooking porridge every time we travelled.

There was also baby packet food but I wanted to work on a 90%-10% ratio and not overly rely on packet food.  No matter how organic or how delicious they were, those were still processed foods and I would like to maintain a balance.

X’s eating habits


He had been attempting to feed himself lately. Whenever he failed to put the food into his mouth, he would deem the food as inedible, look at it with discrimination and fling it away like it was rubbish.

He had also been exhibiting his mighty force by wrestling with a firm grip on the drinking cup. I thought according to Newton’s second law, F = ma. How did someone of so little mass produce so much force?

He had always known how to shake his head to reject us. This round, he applied head shaking to inform us that he still had food in his mouth and was not ready for the next spoonful. If it was something that he wanted to eat, he would tug our sleeves or arms.

At 9.5 months, he was happy to bite off directly instead of waiting for us to peel into small morsels for ease of consumption.

Lastly, on a non-eating related activity, he fell off Z’s bed as he lunged around freely as he was grabbing everything in sight. Life’s second thud.