Day 3 has come. And gone. And my little cupcake is still refusing to eat her food. Can you imagine the levels of stress this poor mummy is going through?! Yep, that bad. Although, I must admit, today was a bit of an improvement from yesterday, so maybe this phase is (slowly!) passing and life chez Mummy and Nahla can resume its normal-like state. This morning we managed like 6 pieces of bread and some mashed up blueberries. For lunch an entire(!) pot of HIPP baby yoghurt and dinner was like half a bowl of spaghetti and tomato sauce. And when Mummy has a cracker bread with some peppers and avocado, Nahla decided she anted some too, and eat almost half an avocado before finally remembering her hunger strike. It felt like a victory, every single spoon I managed to jam into her little mouth. And as she just kind of gave me a "look" and she chewed and chewed, I kept thinking how this will be an interesting journey, with my oh-so-stubborn little munchkin. She is still in flying form though, all happy clappy and has even started pulling herself up on her knees today, as if practicing how to crawl. Meaning more busy times ahead for both Mummy and Nahla. Roll on tomorrow, and a fresh hope that the strike has ended!
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