All that and a fruit basket too!!
So, it's been a while. Not a lot has changed but then again it seems to have changed a lot. 
Barrett has been diagnosed with low iron and given supplements he refuses to take. No matter what I put it in, he went on a sippy cup strike. His suspicious nature leading his barely 1 year old mind to decide that I was putting the iron in every sippy offered, not just the juice. He was tipped off by my failed attempt to sneak it in with the oatmeal. I can't blame him I wouldn't want to drink and/or eat something that tasted like you soaked a bunch of coins in it for a couple of days and then removed the offending coins leaving you only the assy taste of 
metallic dirt residue behind. I wasn't really putting it in everything but he refused to even take the chance and being the wonderfully strong woman that I am I could not deny my child the breast or whatever he was willing to take for liquid sustenance since he was completely convinced that all food or drink was tainted with this offal like addition. So searching out alternatives I discovered that Barrett LOVES dried fruit. (Something I was assured to be a good source of iron) He not only loves it but will throw a horrid conniption fit to get it! I got a diced up mix of all sorts of
fruit. Apples, peaches, two different colored raisins, cherries, and apricots. He literally will hold them in his mouth somewhat reconstituting them at times savoring the flavor I believe. The downfall of this love of dried fruit being that he does not have molars...ok he has ONE so far but that does not allow him to chew up these fruit goodies. Meaning the end result of a day of eating dried fruit is a poopie diaper that resembles a fruit basket of the worst sort. Not normally something I would consider for a very long time except there ALWAYS seems to be a stray raisin. And Bear seems to always find it on the floor mid diaper change. I have yet to miss his discovery before he gets it anywhere near his
mouth but I am left pondering, is this like the Cheerios he stashes in the crevasses of his clothing, or top of his diaper, or is the a fruit that spilled forth from the cornucopia that is the full diaper I am in midst of changing? I know. I am sick. I know. It is disgusting. And yet...where did the raisin come from??? On a side note, I am having health issues that have driven me to seek the aid of a Doctor, who sent me to another doctor, who has figured out (we think) what is wrong, downside of this being I have to wean poor Boob Addicted Barrett from the breast. Harder on mom that baby I think. So....we are cold turkey quiting cause we all know mommy is not strong enough to wean him properly. So...that is my update...so far.
Barrett has been diagnosed with low iron and given supplements he refuses to take. No matter what I put it in, he went on a sippy cup strike. His suspicious nature leading his barely 1 year old mind to decide that I was putting the iron in every sippy offered, not just the juice. He was tipped off by my failed attempt to sneak it in with the oatmeal. I can't blame him I wouldn't want to drink and/or eat something that tasted like you soaked a bunch of coins in it for a couple of days and then removed the offending coins leaving you only the assy taste of 
metallic dirt residue behind. I wasn't really putting it in everything but he refused to even take the chance and being the wonderfully strong woman that I am I could not deny my child the breast or whatever he was willing to take for liquid sustenance since he was completely convinced that all food or drink was tainted with this offal like addition. So searching out alternatives I discovered that Barrett LOVES dried fruit. (Something I was assured to be a good source of iron) He not only loves it but will throw a horrid conniption fit to get it! I got a diced up mix of all sorts of
fruit. Apples, peaches, two different colored raisins, cherries, and apricots. He literally will hold them in his mouth somewhat reconstituting them at times savoring the flavor I believe. The downfall of this love of dried fruit being that he does not have molars...ok he has ONE so far but that does not allow him to chew up these fruit goodies. Meaning the end result of a day of eating dried fruit is a poopie diaper that resembles a fruit basket of the worst sort. Not normally something I would consider for a very long time except there ALWAYS seems to be a stray raisin. And Bear seems to always find it on the floor mid diaper change. I have yet to miss his discovery before he gets it anywhere near his
mouth but I am left pondering, is this like the Cheerios he stashes in the crevasses of his clothing, or top of his diaper, or is the a fruit that spilled forth from the cornucopia that is the full diaper I am in midst of changing? I know. I am sick. I know. It is disgusting. And yet...where did the raisin come from??? On a side note, I am having health issues that have driven me to seek the aid of a Doctor, who sent me to another doctor, who has figured out (we think) what is wrong, downside of this being I have to wean poor Boob Addicted Barrett from the breast. Harder on mom that baby I think. So....we are cold turkey quiting cause we all know mommy is not strong enough to wean him properly. So...that is my update...so far.
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