I was chatting with two (Caucasian) moms at the library today and one of them complained how her son doesn’t eat anything except bread. The other one chimed in and said that her son refuses to eat any kind of fruit unless it comes out of those baby food pouches. I sheepishly piped in and said that CC is actually a great eater. How ironic, I thought to myself as I watched the three boys playing. The other two Caucasian boys were taller and bigger than CC though they were all about the same age. CC has a great appetite, but for some reason has managed to stay petite…enough to warrant the doctor to diagnose him as failure to thrive when he was about 15 months old.
Our pediatrician sent us to a GI specialist, but after a battery of tests, they found nothing wrong. So they had us switch CC from milk to pediasure (basically a muscle milk for kids) and the nutritionist advised us to add butter into EVERYTHING. And they also prescribed an appetite stimulant for him though his appetite has always been good. Thankfully, after months of pediasure and having everything buttered (even his goldfish and cheerios!), CC’s growth curve is finally on the upward trend, enough at least to make the doctors happy.
I have to admit that for a while I was worried and mealtimes became stressful for both of us as I tried to cram as much food as I could into CC’s little body. Now, I just try to let CC enjoy his mealtimes. He doesn’t eat a huge amount, but like his mother, he knows how to enjoy his food. He’s never met a fruit he didn’t like and is willing to try basically anything I put in front of him. His favorite phrase these days is “Feed self,” now that he’s learned the art of using a fork and spoon. As I see it, CC’s thriving just fine. He’s inherited my adventuresome palate and his father’s fast metabolism, which makes him a pretty typical Asian kid.
Here’s a short video of him drinking soup to the soundtrack of Lion King. Yes, he always needs background music when he’s eating. 🙂