A poem.
Squishy fingers
Feeling food
The soft orange of the sweet potato squeezing through her small fingers
Texture
Smell
Taste
Remembering it again
Or for the first time
Each texture
Each food
A sensorial exploration
An explosion of flavor
Pressing her little fingers into the soft fleshy potato
As she squeals in delight of the new object of her affection
Her lips pursing in response to the strong flavor
Buttery sweet goodness
Learning that she is nourished by the earths bounty
She smiles at her remembrance
She’s touched this before
Tasted this splendor
One of the joys of being in a body
Pasty orange fingers She’s feeling new foods Licking Puckering Gagging Body learning how to swallow this new texture These nutrients squish through her exploring hands Reaching into the bowl Grabbing the nourishment This time in the form of a sweet potato A new flavor But beyond tasting It’s the entire sensorial experience Feeling the texture in her hand Dropping chunks as they fall to her feet These toes also enjoying this earths bounty Squealing Squeezing Squirming As her body responds on all levels to this new input She is the experience Not separate from her food Or her senses Full body discovery always #motheringthroughpresence #motherhoodinspired #responsiveparenting #skintoskin #secureattachment #Rewritingmamahood #mamababybliss #Intuitionoverintellect
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