For most everyone, it's the norm to spoon-feed your infant; to relish that moment; to take a picture; to write about it.
Today, I spoon-fed my son for the first time.
I spoon-fed my son ice cream.
He closed his mouth around the spoon.
He was happy.
He did not push me away.
He did not choke.
He did not yell and scream.
He did not shed a tear.
I spoon-fed my son.
I smiled.
I praised.
I shed a tear.
I've dreamt of this moment for five-and-a-half years.
I feel at peace.
