For the past YEAR, I have not been putting Porgie in her highchair. Shortly after Izzy was born, she started screaming every time I put her in it. In addition to her screaming, I was also confined to the couch, nursing my newborn for 22 hours out of every day. So it was just easier to feed her while she played, instead of putting her into the highchair. I didn't really care at first, because John and I usually ate in the living room anyways.
When Izzy started solids, I claimed that I was going to put Porgie back in her highchair at mealtimes. But that never happened. Instead, I continued to chase her around the house with food. I would not let her feed herself, because I was afraid that she would ruin our carpet. So, I had to feed her every single bite. Honestly, I didn't really mind feeding her every bite. I didn't even mind letting her run around the living room during mealtimes. The thing that bothered me was that she wasn't feeding herself. She needed to learn how to operate a fork and spoon.
This weekend I made a decision. I decided that we were going to start letting Porgie feed herself in the highchair. And guess what? She hasn't thrown a tantrum. Not even one. And she is really good with a spoon. Sometimes she whines to get down after a few bites, but when I explain that she won't get a cookie, she is usually happy to finish her meal.
I have a problem with always expecting the worst. And I am usually pleasantly surprised.