The smashed bananas were a hit. Squidge gobbled them down without a pause. Then I started mixing in some of the banana flavored oatmeal with it and he didn’t skip a beat. Tuesday when I was out of bananas, I tried the straight cereal again and he took it. Go figure. So I can dial back the freak out about needing OT to get him to eat his solids. Next up, sweet potatoes.
At his 7 month weight check this week, he stayed back up on the curve where he belongs; he’d gained 9 oz since he was there two weeks ago when we switched his reflux meds. I can’t quite remember what his 6 month vs 7 month weight was; there were a lot of numbers flying around. All I know is he passed! We will not be sent back to GI, and we don’t have to go back to the pediatrician until his 9 month visit. I’m sure my insurance company will be relieved. Between all the visits to the pediatrician and physical therapy, and the fact that I get an explanation of benefits from both insurance companies for each visit, Squidge’s medical file takes up have of my filing cabinet. I thank my lucky stars every day we’re fortunate enough to have two good insurance plans.