No seriously... what happens now?

Poor Babybear is cutting about three teeth at the moment so she's just not that ravenous for food... Celery she remains obsessed by, which renders me more convinced than ever of its reputed numbing  properties.  And pasta fusilli with pesto and peas, she would happily eat that every day. Likewise oatcakes, cheese, broccoli, ham (loves it now, but only Nigella's in Coke, for god's sake), moon biscuits, raisins... och most things I suppose.

I don't know what I thought would happen when she turned one, I mean I knew that no-one would wave a magic wand and she would drop milk feeds but she still seems to be drinking a good four bottles every day and I'm disinclined to do any 'cutting back' as that just seems wrong somehow and against the spirit of Baby led Weaning? And I think they are still supposed to be drinking milk anyway... must find out how much.

And what milk? We're still giving her formula, mostly for my own convenience I must admit as we're not brilliant at remembering to buy milk in this house and also those Tommee Tippee powder holders are SO handy when we're out, but I suppose I'll have to start her on cow's milk soon...

I don't know why I'm moaning, really, she ate half of my Ginger Chicken and a truckload of edamame at our celebratory 'Well, That's the Christmas Holidays over for Another Year and Aren't the Sales Shite' dinner at Wagamama in town today, it's just that I'm wondering  where we go from here... I've liked not giving a stuff about what she ate so long as she is happy. Now what do I think? Do I have to start giving her vitamin drops? Do I have to start worrying that she is getting a balanced diet? Do I have to Start Caring?!

Oh My God - I'm going to have to start being a Proper Mum, aren't I?