The day finally dawned when we'd set the date for starting Emily on solids. Nick was very disappointed that she was only to get a couple of teaspoons at first. The baby rice looked very unappetising, though it tasted alright: similar to Ready Brek. We were surprised that Emily didn't seem all that excited, particularly given how much she'd enjoyed sucking on banana and watermelon before. In fact, she was frowning most of the time. Of course, she wanted to hold the spoon - fine, but she also wanted to stick her fingers in the sticky gruel.
It was quite overcast and very humid but we couldn't stay in all day, so finally got ourselves organised to go out at 2.30, just for a walk to Arisugawa park. The expat community was out in force; there was a gathering of Finns from the nearby embassy having some sort of celebratory picnic. Under the trees the air was heavy with moisture and loaded with insects so we had to keep moving so as not to give them easy prey. We strolled around the pond and looked at the ducks and turtles, before heading for the relief of Starbucks.
Emily scared us by choking on a bit of vomit just as we were about to bath her. It must have gone down her windpipe and she went red and struggled to breathe for a minute or two, then spent the next 20 minutes crying. It made me realise that I am clueless in an emergency and need to get myself educated about infant first aid.
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