Some of you have been following this blog for a while. I scatter stories of family, faith, etc. This one is about our little guy, Bryan. He continues to make small gains in the eating world. For most…eating is easy. For him…not so much.
Bryan had severe reflux as a baby. Difficult to nurse, he would vomit almost every time. He had constipation as well. With baby food it was a blur being that he was my second child and I was battling post partum depression as well. I think he ate most baby foods fine. However, when we got to table foods…pick ups…he switched to only crunchy carbs.
We tried chiropractic care, consults with the pediatrician, suppositories, etc. Not an easy road. He then was late to talk at about 18 months so we had early intervention for speech in our home. This led to ear tubes, occupational therapy for sensory concerns (he didn’t like to brush his teeth or feel grass etc), and a nutritionist consulted with us about his feeding. Since he wasn’t under weight there wasn’t much they could suggest:
“Have his brother model.”
“Make it fun.”
:”Eat meals as a family.”
“Offer him what you eat too.”
Blah blah blah, we have heard it all. We tried all of that more times than we can count. He is NOT giving up crunchy carbs or trying new foods…five years later…
We have been more concerned this past year when his height dropped below the growth curve…indicative of “failure to thrive” and nutritional deficits. He has not allergies. He has no blood problems…he looks normal…he just looks small.
Now, we are doing speech therapy with the SOS approach. Miss A is awesome! Bryan really likes her, and after two months he had shed no tears, and has not real anxiety about going to try new foods. Last week he tried a REAL pear! Granted he chewed and spit it out, but he liked it and he did it! Baby steps.
I remind myself that we all have fears. We all have things that require baby steps. For him it is eating. For each of us we have something that isn’t easy. Today…have patience…know that some things take years!
You are Our Maker. You created us each unique. Forgive me when I want my children and others to be more like me. That is silly. Please give me the desire to accept our children as they are and celebrate their differences. Praise them. Love them. As you love us.
So here’s what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.