14 May 2012

Sing To Me, O Muse, Of The Fruit Of The Cow

One of the most fantastic things to happen recently, with all of Theo’s recent refusal to submit to the indignity of lying down or otherwise remaining in one place for more than a minute or two at a time, is that his reflux symptoms have become radically better.  Sure, he still spits up all the time, and you’ll likely end up with curdy milk solids smushed into your shirt if you’re not careful, but it’s been weeks — weeks! — since he was regularly fountaining up entire feedings once or twice a day, waking himself up in a sad little puddle of his own stomach contents and choking, red-faced, as he’d start to convulse again.

As you can imagine, we are not sorry to have seemingly left those days behind.

I used this improvement to tentatively introduce a little bit of dairy back into my diet last week, and it seems to have not made a difference to him at all.  So, with the next trip to the grocery store, I am officially going back on the dairy.  And, you guys, you have no idea how excited I am about it.  I have created what is perhaps the world’s most ridiculously unhealthy grocery list as a result.

Mind you, there’s a lot of vegan food around here at the best of times.  I can often go a week without eating any animal products at all without noticing or thinking about it, and I eliminated a lot of lactose-containing food by simply avoiding the small amounts usually present in stuff like commercially-produced bread products and many kinds of chocolate.  But, once I took a sabbatical from dairy products, I started missing certain foods so very much.  Ergo, over the next few weeks, I anticipate a blissful honeymoon with:

  • Pizza.  Pizza!  And various other types of cheesy flatbread.
  • Crusty bread with a nice brie or chèvre.
  • Homemade cake frosting with lots of butter and/or cream cheese.
  • Buttermilk biscuits.
  • Nutella.
  • Ice cream.
  • Homemade cookies, various types.  (Stick margarine just does not bake up in the same way.)
  • Lasagna.
  • Candy bars and most kinds of chocolate.
  • Cream cheese brownies.
  • Grilled cheese sandwiches.
  • And the simplest of pleasures: crackers with a nice, sharp cheddar.

Stay tuned for next week’s post: “OMG, why is post-partum weightloss so hard?

2 Responses to “Sing To Me, O Muse, Of The Fruit Of The Cow”

  1. nikki says:

    Easy there, Killer. You may want to pace yourself.
    I’m incredibly amazed at your self-control in the face of no Nutella. I don’t know if I would have had the strength to deny those cravings.

  2. Liz says:

    I’m coming over to your house.