
so zaida is experiencing new tastes and textures, one of which is some of this nasty baby food. we gave her chicken & chicken gravy yesterday, and i swear it smelled like cat food. i was gagging on the smell, and she was gagging on the taste. yummy!
i've been feeling kind of guilty that i've neglected to keep any kind of record of life these days. i figured that this was an easy alternative to writing in a journal. i don't mind if you read it, but it's more for me than for you. sort of theraputic, too. i like just getting it all out, the good, the bad, and (occasionaly) the ugly!
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