At Scotty's last ped appointment, Dr. Awesome told me to hold off on starting rice cereal until he was at least six months old. I'm certainly in no hurry to start solids, so I was okay with this. She felt as though rice cereal helps to bulk up smaller babies (not necessary in this case) and it can sometimes have constipating effects, which is not a good thing for seldom-pooping child.
Based on everything I've read, delaying solids until 6 months is ultimately a good thing. It lessens the chance of developing allergies and besides, most babies still lack the digestive enzymes it takes to process foods appropriately. Scotty is still getting breast milk, so I feel as though we have really stacked the odds in his favor to minimize the chances for potential digestive issues in the future.
Not to mention, logistically, solids are a whole new ball game. We have to set up the high chair (thus meaning we need to find a new home for one of our dining room chairs), I have to re-schedule his feedings, and yes, because I'm that mom, I need to learn how to make my own baby food. (why can't I ever do anything simply? I'm not even going to fight myself on this one; I'm just going to submit. Cue the steamer and food processor.) I wasn't sure how or when to introduce solids into Scotty's daily life (does it take over a feeding? Is it considered a meal? Dessert? How much do I actually offer him?), but with almost a month to prepare, I'm confident I can figure it out.
A few weeks ago, I was reading my baby tome "Baby 411" in bed one night when Brian came up. He asked what I was reading about.
"Solids," I replied.
'Why are you reading about salads?" he asked innocently.
I guess my Chicago accent kicked in again after our brief trip back to the Midwest. :-)