Showing posts with label cooking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cooking. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Carson's Food Allergies (gross poop post!)

So at the end of June I sort of threw a tantrum over the fact that Carson has been potty training for over 6 months and was still constantly shitting his pants. 3-5 times a day cleaning shit off your kid wears you a bit thin. Honestly.

I was mid tantrum when I really started to think about it. If I had diarrhea 3-5 times a day, I'd probably shit my pants at some point too.

So I was left to figure it out. I do not believe its just his body's "way" I think thats bullshit excuse to not do tests and figure it out. He never exhibited any allergy symptoms as an infant and I never eliminated anything from my diet.

I wonder though, in hindsight if maybe he had an allergy that we didn't catch because he was seeing a family practice doctor and not a real pediatrician till he was 15 months old. He's always been tiny. like 10-25% which isn't ridiculously small or anything. Its pretty normal and no red flags ever went up.

But after over 2 years of cleaning up diarrhea I knew we had to figure out something was wrong. I always brushed his gross digestive habits on his piss poor diet. He's a picky eater and when all you will eat is mac and cheese and chicken nuggets, apples and bananas. Of course your shit is going to be gross.


My mom is a huge advocate for going gluten free. Now I don't honestly believe in going GF unless you have a true sensitivity or intolerance or celiac. I am a firm believer in everything in moderation.  This could just be my love of pasta and love of home made bread talking. I want to exhaust all options before we try going GF, mostly because giving up gluten will be an entire family change. Not just a change in diet for Carson.

We are 10 days into dairy free toddler diet. Its been weird and I forgot the other day when I ordered him a hot choc at starbucks and with in 45 minutes of drinking this milk based drink, he had extreme diarrhea. He's been having the most solid poops ever, which is great.

I have a feeling its going to be a hard full transition since we are attempting to take him off milk, cheese, and yogurt. Three of his main food groups. But with foods like Almond milk, soy cheese (I am not a fan of soy and am searching out better options) and Almond cheese (bottom right squares!) hopefully we can make this commitment to his health.

I will update at the end of the month of dairy free toddler. If you know any great dairy free boxed mac and cheese dinners please share because thats C's favorite food and major suck, he can't have it.

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Cook books

Okay lets face it, certain things in this world should be left the hell alone.

Kool aid that come in those bad ass little bottles? Leave that shit alone. Kraft singles are another. I like my crap cheese to taste like wax. If I'm going to eat crap I want it to be real crap!

But more refined things should also be left alone. Cook Books is what I'm getting at, I mean, yeah you can find just about any recipe you could ever want just googling it. But some things there are tried and true methods. I have book shelves full of cookbooks that I thumb through, but some of my favorites are the old ones, the ones my mama used, the ones my grandmama used, but my absolute favorite is one my Great Granny had. I'm not totally sure of the story, but she gave it to me for my wedding. I love it.

Chris and I were recently on the coast at this awesome used book store and I was thumbing through some of these really old (read: expensive) cook books and I realized, yeah I can find almost all these recipes (with updates, and all that jazz) online but some things should be left alone. Nothing beats my mothers cook books that are scribbled in and you can still see flower thumb prints and marks from her sitting her coffee on it. I hope to someday have a daughter, or daughter in law to share my cookbook collection with. I hope to never see cook books die out. 

Some things in life need to be left the hell alone