The first time I ate baby food, I was 19, in second year of college and trying to lose weight. I figured that the low calories in baby food would help control my waistline. I still remember walking into a convenient store one evening and loading my grocery cart with varieties of baby food.
Then I got home and opened the first plastic container of banana baby food. After two spoonfuls, I examined the square shaped container in my hand to make sure it had a picture of a banana on it. It did. But the food didn’t taste right.
I returned the rest of the food to the store, took my money and went straight to the grocery store for some fresh food.
What was that I ate? I asked myself over and over again the subsequent days after this ordeal. It sure wasn’t banana in that container. Is this what my babies will eat when I give birth to them? Is that what baby food tastes like?
What really is baby food?
Wikipedia defines Baby food as “any soft, easily consumed food, other than breastmilk or infant formula, that is made specifically for babies, roughly between the ages of four to six months and two years.”
For people in the developed world, baby food is not a new concept. For me, and probably other adults that were born and raised in developing countries, baby food is a foreign concept. The only baby food I came across while growing up is formula and cerelac(maize cereal). Thats what I knew as baby food until I came to America. I grew up in a small semi-urban city, so, it is possible that traditional baby food is sold in bigger and urban cities.I never saw one and I never looked for one.
A lot of people I came across while growing up did not feed their child formula and cerelac on a regular basis. Most of them transitioned from breast milk to pap(custard derived from fresh corn), then to regular food. Permit me to say that only the rich bought formula and cerelac for their babies. Maybe some middle class families as well.
Trying to make a selection amongst a gazillion of baby food in the grocery store or online is not something parents worried about while I was growing up.
To be continued…..