The Feeding The Baby Diet

This morning I went over to my friend Beth’s house to meet her new granddaughter. Beth is a great cook and always has something yummy out to eat at her house. To combat my urge to eat something cheesy or chocolaty I did the best defense against eating and made my hands busy so they were not available to put food in my mouth.

I was lucky to walk in right as the baby was in need of being fed a bottle so I quickly volunteered to take the baby from a younger person and feed her. There is nothing better than the smell of a newborn and Beth’s sweet granddaughter was the perfect defense against fattening food. Not only did I need both my arms to hold, support and feed her, but also the sweet smell of that tiny bundle was much better than any baked good.

Now I am looking for other babies to feed. Bri, do you need me to come over and hold your new son at lunchtime? Any others out there? The important thing is they have to be tiny babies who have not learned about stranger anxiety and are perfectly happy to have me holding them. I am a long way off, I hope, from being a grandmother myself and so I am going to have to line up other friend’s grandchildren if I am going to use this as a real diet technique.

At least it worked today. Thanks Beth for letting me come and snuggle that sweet baby.