This post is by my little sister. She recently introduced me to baby-led weaning and we are just starting it out with Alexandra. I love the concept, so I asked her to write about it, and then gave her a hard deadline and started nagging reminding her regularly. She also writes over at myrtlebird.
Eating family dinners is very important to me. Growing up, that was the one time of day our whole family came together. We had sit-down dinners every single night without fail. There were no special kids’ meals (my mother cooked delicious and complex meals every night—I have no idea how she did it), no microwaving your own Chef Boyardee if you got hungry early (not having a microwave helped on that front), and pretty much no leaving the table until everyone was done eating and talking, unless there was some serious homework that needed to be done. Those were formative hours spent at the dinner table, and I am determined to provide the same for my family. But planning ahead and following through have never been my strong suits, so when my baby was ready to eat solid foods, I couldn’t imagine how I was going to put dinner for three on the table every night (not to mention breakfast and lunch).