Since my last weaning post, we’ve made some progress. Henry now has three meals a day, and a snack and we’ve reduced his milk feeds to just two or three times a day. That’s if you don’t include the gazillion times he’s currently waking in the night but that’s another story….

I’ve found the simplest thing to do is if he just eats what we eat. I’ve found it easiest – and better for my nerves after he choked on a rice cake and a babycorn in the space of a few days- to give him finger foods for lunch, when I can watch him like a hawk for any over enthusiastic food-shoving-into-mouth, and give him his tea by spoon so that I can eat at the same time.

Just at the right time, last week OXO TOT and Riverford very kindly sent me a Mash Maker* along with an organic veg box from Riverford Organic Farmers*. I do my food shopping online – spending a morning in the supermarket trying to do the food shop whilst simultaneously discouraging Henry from chewing the trolley is not my idea of a good time – so I’ve been toying with the idea of ditching the supermarket fruit and veg and replacing it with organic, seasonal deliveries for a while. I think the veg I received lasted as long, if not longer than what I’ve had from the supermarket and I received a nice, useable selection.

Anyway, rather than puree the whole lot I decided to incorporate it into what we were already eating, including this lightly spiced veg stew adapted from a Madeleine Shaw recipe:


  • 1 butternut squash
  • 1 400g tin of chickpeas
  • 1 400g tin chopped tomatoes
  • 1 onion
  • 2 cloves of garlic
  • A thumb sized piece of ginger
  • 1/2 cup of frozen peas
  • 1 teaspoon turmeric, garam masala, ground coriander, ground cumin and 1/2 teaspoon mild chilli powder


  • Finely chop the onion, garlic, and ginger and add to a saucepan with a little oil. 
  • Once softened throw in the remaining ingredients, including the chickpea water and bring to the boil, before simmering until the squash is cooked. 
  • I served the adults with a drizzle of natural yoghurt, which Henry then had for dessert. 

I found the OXO TOT Mash Maker really useful when used to mash a baby sized portion of a family meal. It’s quite small, so it would take forever to puree large batches but it was great for mashing up a Henry sized portion quickly so we could all eat together. Because of its size it’s also really portable, I took it to my mums this weekend where it mushed up some cheesy broccoli pasta (which I always find a complete pain to chop into small enough pieces) and chicken and potatoes.

I’ll definitely be placing another order with Riverford, the selection was great and the small box was just the right size for us, so we didn’t waste any – since I’ve become a mum I’ve become much more conscious of waste and I hate throwing away food these days.

Do you have any family meals that can easily be adapted for early weaning? Have you ever tried vegetable box deliveries?

*The Mash Maker and veg box were kindly sent to me by Oxo Tot and Riverford Organic. All purée and vegetable based thoughts my own.


raspberry porridge fingersI generally give Henry his breakfast between 9 and 9.30, which works pretty well with his usual milk feeds, which we are (slowly) reducing. Sometimes our social and not so social schedule gets in the way so I was looking for something he could eat on the go… enter raspberry porridge fingers. I threw these together as an experiment and they went down a storm, so I thought I’d share… I know, I know…I’m too kind.


  • 1 cup of oats – I used jumbo oats and blended them a little to break them down.
  • 1 cup of milk – I used whole milk
  • A handful of frozen raspberries


  • Preheat the oven to 180 degrees and line a 15cm square tray with greaseproof paper.
  • Combine the oats and the milk in a bowl.
  • Bash up the raspberries to break them down (this is why I used frozen – things are kept much less juicy)
  • Stir the pieces of raspberry into the milk and oat mixture.
  • Scoop out the mixture into the baking tray and smooth over.
  • Bake for 30 minutes and leave in the tray to completely cool. They can then be sliced into fingers.

I froze my batch and I just defrost them in the fridge the day before I need them.

So there we go! My first recipe. Do you have any baby friendly grab-and-go breakfasts?


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Oh hello Monday! *waves* It’s nice to see you again! I don’t type that with even a hint of sarcasm because thanks to maternity leave I actually now quite like Monday
…Anyway, on with my third weekend round-up…

The weekend started early at casa-de-novice parents as Daddy had Friday off for an afternoon appointment. We kicked things off by taking dragging the pug for a walk to the park. I say walk, I’m not sure it really counts when you have to stop every few steps so the dog can indulge in her favourite pastime of sniffing other dogs wee while the baby becomes increasingly agitated by all of the sitting in a mostly stationary pushchair.

After the merry little dance the pug led us on we nipped into town to run some errands, perused M&S baby clothes (I have a 20% off kids offer on my Sparks card burning a whole in my pocket) and munched the most delicious burritos before heading to our appointment.

On Friday night I hosted my very first #mblogchat which I thoroughly enjoyed. When I started blogging I never imagined what a supportive and friendly community I was barging my way into.  If, like me you often always find yourself at home on a Friday between 8-9 do join in. It’s usually run by the very lovely Kirsty and it’s a great way to get to know other bloggers.

On Saturday, thanks to the lovely Laura of The Butterfly Mother, I overcame my finger food fears and Henry had toast fingers and egg for breakfast and broccoli florets and steamed apple for lunch. Last week I braved a wider variety of foods, and this week I’ve given him a bit more control of how he’s eating  and I’m now feeling much less anxious. I really cannot thank Laura enough for sharing her experience with me.

Following our ground-breaking lunch, Hen and I headed to my lovely friend’s  house for a playdate with her gorgeous little boy. The adults had a much awaited catch up while the babies fought over balls in the ball pool (not really but its fun to imagine!)

After feeling a little unsure about my new found blogging hobby on Saturday night, with more than a few moments of self doubt, I was scrolling through some of my new favourite blogs on Sunday morning and to my absolute delight found my little blog on The Frenchie Mummy’s ‘My top 5 bloggers who know what the blog love means!‘ post. I absolutely LOVE Frenchie Mummy, her posts always make me smile and I was so flattered to have been featured – Je suis très reconnaissant! (I hope that is coherent French, it’s been a while!) It really put a spring back into my blogging step and I practically skipped out of the door to take Henry swimming. 

The rest of Sunday was very chilled so if you’re still with me I’ll finish with another big thank you to everyone in the blogging community who has supported me so far. Every post share, follow, comment, like and re-tweet is much appreciated and I’m also really enjoying getting to know other blogs and sharing in the linky love!

Well done if you’ve made it to the end of that epic ramble, I tried and failed to keep to snappy, although I did omit to go into great detail about my battle with giant spot that’s taken over my chin. I thought the dog-sniffing-wee story would give you your fill of gross for the week ahead…

What did you get up to this weekend?


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Where did last week even go? Last week was pretty hectic and Friday ended with a last minute night out. Yes, you read correctly… I went out on a Friday night. If you’re on the floor in shock you can pick yourself back up now… I was home by 10 and only apple and raspberry juice passed my lips. My very beautiful friend Hannah invited me to go along with her to an Instagram workshop at my new favourite Sheffield shop Moonko with the Insta guru Toni from Lemon Freckles and the lovely Emma from Oh Gosh. Moonko is such a little gem, if you’re in Sheffield definitely check it out for handmade and individual homeware delights. (I plan on designing Henry’s first grown-up room around this amazing tiger cushion by Donna Wilson!) It was a great evening, meeting some lovely people and even though it wasn’t a late one it was a refreshing change, and Henry enjoyed some bonus time with his Daddy who’s super busy at work at the moment.
On Saturday Hen & I went on a pizza date. If you’ve read my weaning post last week you might be pleased to know that I braved up and I’m feeling a lot more confident. The lovely staff at Proove (another Sheffield wonder to check out!) were very accommodating and Henry tried tomato, orange, cheese and bread all in one sitting and…HOLD THE PHONE… he’s ok and I didn’t pass out with worry. He’s not a puree lover which actually makes things much easier. All went down a storm! We spend Saturday night sleeping over at my mums. Daddy had a much deserved boys night out so we thought we’d spend some time with Nannie and leave Daddy to sleep off his  adult headache in peace.

Sunday was spent barbecuing with friends, eating indoors because thats how you roll when you’re a bit nesh. Henry discovered his new favourite game of knocking the toilet roll off the holder and onto the floor…hours of fun! Incase you’re wondering, we were talking to Daddy while he had a bath, we don’t regularly spend our Sunday evenings holed up in the bathroom. He’s definitely becoming a little monkey though!

Did you have a lovely weekend? What did you get up to?



If you have read any of my previous posts, or you know me, you might have noticed that I’m an out and out worrier. In order to ease my worries I often turn to Google (ignoring my own advice!). Just to paint a little picture for any first time readers, here are a few examples of past behaviours:

  • Sitting at my desk at work pre-baby, taking part in a detailed, work related discussion and suddenly develop an overwhelming feeling that I didn’t turn the hair straighteners off. Drenched in panic sweat, I interrupt and tell them I have to go home because I think I’ve left the straighteners on. I go home, and find the straighteners off, and away in the cupboard.
  • Again, pre baby, on the way to work a delivery driver swore at me because I politely asked him to move his van so I could pass through the road. I sent an angry email to the company director to inform them of his down right rude and anti social behaviour. Then spent the rest of the morning worrying what might happen to the drivers’ children if he lost his job so sent another email asking that he not be sacked, as I was willing to forgive him and write off the incident as an ‘off day’, assuring the director that his actions had not negatively impacted my opinion of the delivery company in question.
  • Spent my the entirety of my holiday in Greece last year worrying if the flight / Greek food / being in the sun / being in the pool might have caused harm to my unborn baby.

I research EVERYTHING I do when it comes to Henry, so I can be as confident as possible in the decisions I make. I read three books about weaning and when we started felt fully armed and raring to go. I was going to mix up puree and baby led weaning and start with some mushed sweet potato to wet his appetite, then give him some chunks of avocado, bread and broccoli to munch on. As it happens I’m yet to give him any food to hold and chew on because I’m terrified of him choking, despite several books assuring me that he’ll be fine. I think he’ll also prefer to nibble on whole foods as the small chunks of avocado, banana and strawberry have been the most well received.

For some reason I’m also reluctant to give him anything but porridge, veg and fruit. On the way home from a walk today I decided to grow a pair of weaning balls and buy some normal foods that normal people eat.. bread, cheese, yoghurt. I got to the supermarket and wandered around aimlessly staring at the aisles. I studied the labels on the bread loaves and broke into a sweat about the salt levels. Should I buy white or brown? I decided to give up on bread and perused the cheese and found the same issue. Bloody salt. I gave up and bought a sweet potato. On the bright side, Henry LOVES those baby carriers that are built into supermarket trolleys. Although his persistence in trying to chew the straps despite covering them with a blanket just added another thing to my list of worries…oh the germs!

If anyone has any weaning words of wisdom please share. Alternatively if you want to pop round and give me a slap around the face and tell me to get a grip, that would probably be more appropriate.

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