Boden, as cute and snuggly and sniffably adorable as he is, is COLICKY~ DUN DUN DUN! Oh yes that dreaded C word. Every night from 1-4am he’s been howling and shrieking nonstop… well WAS. At my doctor’s prompting I dove onto a special diet in hopes of reducing his reflux without medication and, in turn, hopefully reduce the wailing.
I started out looking at the low acid / low gas diet (here, scroll down to #14) but that was so overwhelming - my head felt like exploding from information overload- that I turned to one of my favorite bloggers who went on a similar I will keep breastfeeding anti wailing crusade of her own. She pointed me towards this. MUCH simpler
at only range-fed turkey and lamb, baked or boiled potatoes and sweet potatoes (with salt and pepper only), rice and millet as your only grain, cooked green and yellow squash for your vegetable, and for fruit, pears and diluted pear juice. Drink a rice-based beverage drink in place of milk on cereal or in cooking. Do not yet use soy beverage. Take a calcium supplement. (Rice products, such as rice beverage, rice-based frozen dessert, rice pasta, rice flour, and millet are available in nutrition stores.)
Only I can’t even eat everything on that list. Sweet potatoes seem to cause issues; heck, veggies of any sort outside of avocado seem to be fartoriffic so the yellow and green squash are out for now too. Then there are pears, ewww pears. I am not a fan at all. I rarely will willingly consume a pear. They are MEALY and gross unless picked at the peak of pear harvest perfection and even then I loath them unless slathered with some type of caramel sauce and sunk into a torte or dumped over ice cream. I’m just NOT pear person and the thought of drinking pear juices makes me gag.
Then, where does that leave me? I’m SO glad you asked. That leaves me with oven roasted turkey on millet bread. Jasmine rice with sea salt, white pepper and avocado and on occasion a boneless skinless baked chicken breast. I also found some puffed rice cereal that’s been sweetened with the tiniest touch of honey. I could have vanilla rice milk over said cereal but I gave that a whirl the other day and nearly vomited in my bowl of $5 a box cereal. It wasn’t a problem with the rice milk, nor with the cereal but apparently when combined the two became vomitrocious.
In any event, that is it. That’s all I’m eating and while it IS helping Bo, I on the other hand have become a snarling raging beast of a woman. I’ve had a headache now for three days. I’m not a headache person, never have been, and coping with one is not my forte. “Coping” and I use the term loosely means jabbing my finger into my temple as counter pressure while I yell at people to be quiet and stop breathing so loudly. I generally do this while pacing back and forth through my galley kitchen rifling the fridge and pantry shelves for ANYTHING mild I might add to my diet. There is nothing in there to add, I know it, but I still persist, longingly staring at shelves of forbidden foods like eggs, cheese enchiladas, peppers, blueberries, beef stew, hummus, ice cream, shrimp *drooling*…. you get the picture.
My body is reacting in other ways too. On day 3 of the diet, my face massively broke out. I looked like the teenage fry cook at my local fast food joint- much worse then i ever did in my teens. Day 3 also brought about the BO plague- I smell so bad I can’t live with myself.
I have to leave the house tonight to pick up more food supplies for my self imposed torture TED diet. I’ll be easy to spot. Just look for the woman crying in front of the cheese case with a horrible case of body odor and some whopping festering facial zits and heck by then I may even have a scrumptious case of backne.
