Wah, wah, wah. I'm hunuuungreeeeeeeeeeee. The liquids/purees are just not cutting the mustard (where did that saying come from?!) I'm craving food I can get my teeth in to. And it doesn't help that we've been to two birthday parties in two days and there's nothing I like (used to like?) better than some good old party food - sandwiches, cocktail sausages, pork pies, fairy cakes - ayyyeeeee. But not for me.
'Could I have a glass of water, please?' I asked the host yesterday. Yay, check me out, I'm a party animal. Admittedly it was a baby's first birthday party so it wasn't like I was expected to be dancing on the table, but still. I did, however, succumb to an egg mayonnaise sandwich - I surreptitiously sucked the filling out and gave the somewhat sad and deflated looking bread that was left to darling hubby. Nice, eh?! Other than that I've been surviving on Ready Brek, soup, yoghurts, cottage cheese, a small trifle, the inside of a very well cooked jacket potato, and some chocolate (forget I mentioned that last one...). Tomorrow at least I get to move on to the mushy/softy food. Whoop whoop!