Food, Frisbee, and More

Luke started solids this month, and he's been a champion eater so far. We've tried carrots, sweet potatoes, peas, broccoli, cauliflower, banana, and apples. Most of it goes down easily, though not necessarily in his mouth (see pictures). I've now also completely stopped breastfeeding, which is both a joyous occasion (I have my freedom back...sorta), and a very sad occasion (nothing quite replaces the intimacy of breastfeeding).

Daddy likes to feed me when he's home:

But why won't he let me put my hands in the carrots?

What do you mean the food is supposed to go inside my mouth? What are you looking at anyway?

Earlier this month I also participated in my first Ultimate Frisbee tournament since the pregnancy. And I promptly hurt myself! Ugh, this time my left knee. I've got a bad bone contusion and possible ligament damage. I think it's time to quit this sport! For real. I don't think my body can take it anymore. However, Luke is getting better and better at handling the frisbee! If only he could run...

Daddy teaching me to catch with two hands:

But I prefer the three-prong hold:

About to spike the disc!


In other news, I have a third interview tomorrow with the Brussels Department of the Environment. I think (hope!) it will be the last one. I believe they've narrowed it down to two candidates. This last interview is with the director of the organisation, and he ultimately has to sign off on the candidate. Wish me luck!

One last picture, taken in a friend's backyard. I love it when Luke falls asleep against me.