Ok tried the HV suggestion of feeding little and often, finally a week after seeing her. It makes no difference. Sat her in highchair 2 hrs after breakfast for some mashed potato and that tomato sauce i did yesterday. Again the crying before spoon went near her aarrggghh. Got a few mouthfuls in by giving her a spoon to chew on, which sometimes works, then gave up. Two hours afterwards again tried with some beef casserole, this time by her munching on a breadstick i got a few sneaky spoons in before total meltdown occurred.
Think this battle is only going to end when she can spoon feed herself...
Managed to do the ironing this morning as she was amusing herself on the floor with toys. In between stopping her grabbing the dogs hair or tails. Ozzy just jumps up out the way but worried that grumpy old Chicco will not be impressed. The poor things get moved around the room every few minutes.
Off to hoover the front room whilst Poppy's having nap (yay! first one for 3 days). Quite embarrassing when she spends a large amount of time trying to pick up the bits of fluff off the carpet practising her pincer grip.
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