Food it is everywhere…
Well, yes, I guess it is important we do need it after all to sustain life. But why does it seem everything centers around it? I will not lie, I love food, all kinds, cooking has to be one of my favorite things to do. I should say used to be one of my favorite things to do. Now that I have turned into a short order cook, the love, not so much there.
My guy has gone from one end of the eating “scale” to the other. There was a time in our lives when people actually asked me the question “do you feed him?”, and they were referring to my son. I would get so annoyed I would comment back “no, we just toss scraps when we have time.” At that point in time Luke only ate crackers and grapes unless you are talking milk, then rice milk by the gallon. He would raise his arms up and you could see all his ribs. My parents were actually embarrassed to be at a water park with him. We started food therapy when Luke was 2, at this time he was eating just a bit more than crackers and grapes, we upgraded to chicken nuggets that I had to drive an HOUR to buy. Still he would eat sporadically and cry most of the time.
Therapy worked wonders, after a year we got Luke eating many more foods, the list still not topping out 10 “real” foods, but we had made progress. Luke liked strong flavors, room temp food and crunchy things. I started bringing in things I would like to see him eat and he would DEVOUR it at therapy at home not so much. As time went on we got a few more “normal” kid foods that we got carry over on and we were thrilled. We could finally stop and get a burger, albeit at McDonald’s but hey we did not have to carry a cooler and spend $25.00 on nuggets.
I never imagined that we would go directly to the opposite end it what seems like seconds. Fast forward to present day, Luke will be 6 in July, he is a size 10 pants and size 3 wide shoe. He is a big boy, that is for sure. I have recently been warned by the pediatrician that I should start cutting back on portions and increase his menu. I laugh loudly, with sarcasm. Really, really, now this? I went from one end to the very other and I feel like I have no control. Now let me set the record straight we do not live on sun chips and burger king (we have upgraded from fried to flame broiled) alone. Luke will take a plate of veggies, no ranch no salt, just veggies over a plate of cookies or candy any day, but he will take the whole plate. He eats large portions of foods, his body does not seem to tell him it has had enough (unless it is dairy or candy/sweets) he can eat 3-4 burgers, 2-3 PBJ’s, 1/2 pound of noodles, I can go on. What he will not do is eat more than one food at at time, unless you count ketchup.
So we are stuck. I try and try to introduce new foods in fun sensory appropriate ways with minimal success. I have been able to sneak in plates of veggies before meals to curb some of the eating, but it truly is a sensory thing, he really struggles to identify when he is full, he has to hear “there is none left”. Some days there are tears some days he says “cool, I think I am done.” I never know which day it is going to be, although I am trying hard to learn. We now cook together, when he can handle the smell and I just hope one day he will dig in.
I just wish for my sensory guy food did not have to be such an issue. We start first grade next year, which means he has to eat in a cafeteria and I have to figure out what to pack! I will not go into that now – that is a whole hot mess in itself!