You know that sound you make when you’re really frustrated…that cross between a scream and a growl, but still you stay with in the limits of what is considered appropriate so you don’t scare the people around you or give your neighbors something toÂ talk about. I find I do that a bit more lately. The frustration lying mostly within the realm of putting food in C-Man’s tummy.
Now, C-Man started with breastmilk for the first 15-18 mo. of his life. We introduced 1st foods and cereal around 6 mo. just to fail with his strong texture difficulties. Tried again and again and by the time he did start eating it, he only liked the orange foods. Sqaush, sweet potatoes and carrots. He was a very orange boy for a many a months. Problem is he’s still eatin the orange. Don’t get me wrong he will eat some foods of course, but I cannot get anything healthy in him, it seems unless it’s pureed. He still loves the baby food, mixed with apple sauce (and we’re lucky he finally accepted the texture in apple sauce). I know he’ll get there in his own time, but every time it’s time to feed him I get frustrated and would really like to let out another (ahhhh). I don’t care how many Speech Therapies and Occuapational Therapies I sit through with him and “learn” what to do and how to get them in him… he won’t let me do what they do. I’m mom – this is my free time, not work time like therapy.
Maybe I just need to accept that he eats the breads/crackers, just the healthy food needs to be pureed. I don’t even mind that I can’t split open a package of pasta pickups and microwave on high for 20 seconds, dump and feed. I’m okay with that… I’m alright with the expensive attemtps at whatever we think he might possibly eat. I’m even okay with the fact of finding foods like yogurt that is healthy, but he can’t eat much of because of his hypercalcimia problems. (ahhh) Sometimes, I dread the kitchen in thoughts of feeding.
I pick him up from daycare and she says “He ate a whole bunch of taco meat today.” Wahhh….Who did? Not my son. Don’t get me wrong, I do believe her, but why can no such thing happen here. Is it only because he sees his peers eating it? Must I borrow some kids?
Maybe it’s just time to accept that it’s okay for someone to obtain their nutrition from pureed foods, because let’s face it… he already eats at the pace of a turtle, so to attempt one meal (that took 45-an hour already) then do another meal. He goes from getting home, to eating, to eating his second meal because his first one didn’t go down, to the tub, to bed.
I guess I should be thankful we’re not on a feeding tube, it can always be worse than what you have it. I just hope he finds the textures in meat, fruit and vegetables to be something he can muster someday. He’s a smart boy and growing strong everyday, thank goodness for his calcilo formulaÂ and his special vitamin c, veggie and fruit vitamins. Until that appetite for good whole foods comes, I guess I crush em into his food and hide it like the sneaky momma I have to be!
Here’s a picture of Carter dying Easter eggs – Carter says, “I dye the eggies, but I no eat the eggies!” (Ahh)