Goober has always been a good eater. We had one brief period when he was about a year old where he wouldn't eat and ended up dropping about 8 pounds, which was a very scary time for us. But he's usually ate very well. He's not always kept his food down. In fact, for the first 9 months of his life he threw everything he ate right back up. I swear to you I gave him twice as many bottles as he was supposed to have just to get something to stay down. Eventually we dropped formula, which was soy, and he stopped throwing up. But everyone says I'm crazy because I am sure he is lactose intolerant and I'm also sure he has issues with soy. It can't be both, they say. Bull. He's not touched soy since 12 months, and he hasn't thrown up like he used to since. We've severely cut back on his milk and his gas and tunny issues have lessened. We don't give him eggs, he doesn't get a rash. What does THAT tell you?
But I digress. My fury over the mediocrity that was his former doctors is a post for later days.
Goober has always ate what we put in front of him, not questions asked unless it was meat or mashed potatoes. The boy hates mashed potatoes and always has. And he's typical hotdogs and chicken nuggets when it comes to mean. But potatoes, fruits, veggies? Yes please! He loves him some fried rice and beef and broccoli minus the beef add carrots and peas, please. Black olives? Delicious. Green beans, peas, corn? Let him at it! Noodles? He loves them by the oodles. Popcorn? He can't wait for me to get the hulls out.
These past two weeks though, we've had a non-eater. No breakfast, no lunch, no snacks, no dinner. Everyone says he'll eat when he's hungry. But that didn't happen.
He wasn't completely without food. He'd eat a bit here and there. A french fry here. A chicken nugget there. But the most part, his food has met it's demise on the floor. Throwing his food has always been an issue with him, but it's gotten worse. Fork and spoon? Nu uh. By hand, and then it hits the floor.
Two weeks of maybe 3 french fries in a whole day. 2 chicken nuggets, a handful of green beans. I've been worried. He's not losing weight, and while I'm thankful, I have no idea how that happened. I do know that with the eating issues, we've seen a regression again. Sleep habits aren't great. He's refusing to drink from a cup again.
Last night, I had some progress. We had sloppy joes. I've been sitting with him while he eats, spoon feeding him like we did when he was younger. It doesn't usually go over very well, but I have to try it. Last night I got him to eat 1/4 of his sloppy joes, and to show interest in a fork, yeah!
Today he's eaten a handful of cheerios, half a peanut butter sandwich, and 23 a pack of grilled cheese crackers. Are we getting out good eater back?
Oh, and let's not forget the stinkbug he just ate of his spoon. I'm torn between "Good job, bud, for eating off a spoon" and "Ew, don't eat stinkbugs."
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