Daniel didn’t do so well with his pieces of pear this morning, and I found myself feeling unexpectedly frustrated and impatient with him. These feelings took me by surprise and I didn’t like it! He was showing some interest in the pear, but all his reaching for it was going wrong and he kept knocking it onto the floor. It was as if all the dexterity he’s shown over the past fortnight had suddenly deserted him. Part of me wanted to say to him “Come on Daniel, get it together, I know you can do this!” but then I realised that he’ll have good days and less good days and I have to go with his flow. It wasn’t long after he’d woken up, so maybe his hand-eye coordination was still cranking up. Or it might be that he wasn’t that impressed with the pear – I have to admit, it was pretty flavourless!
He was fussing at the breast this afternoon when I tried to feed him at the dining table again. But I think the problem is simply one of too many distractions now he’s so alert. I was having a sandwich and a cup of coffee and was also using the laptop and he turned his head to see all of these activities going on whenever he spied movement or heard keyboard taps. He was also inexplicably fascinated with the underside of the tabletop and kept coming off to twist himself around and scratch at it! I guess the solution is to stop multitasking while Daniel is feeding and just sit quietly on the sofa.