I started to giggle as I typed in the title of this blog post. We’re not even a fifth of the way through the challenge. On the bright side, last night I threw together a batch of muffins in about ten minutes. Funny how life offers you the chance to build up your skills in places you never imagined.
For weeks 4 and 5, I did nothing fancy for the muffins for E’s baked milk challenge. I wanted to be consistent in the recipe so I could keep an eye on any potential reactions after we took a week off to let E’s rashes and GI issues clear up. I want to say it’s a good thing, even though it’s not, that at the time of her reactions there was a rash going around her day care. A full-body rash with no other symptoms. It lasted about three days and then it was gone without a trace. It doesn’t explain E’s awful bowel movements, but those too cleared up within a week and so far they haven’t returned. *Knocks on wood until the end of time*
So, next week I’ll be branching out with some new muffin recipes because a mom can only take so many Mt. Sinai allergy challenge muffins before she just longs for something more exotic.
Meanwhile, my kid’s language is exploding. She knows 85 words and around ten two-word phrases. She regularly says “daddy’s juice,” which is both Gatorade and Coke, and she likes to differentiate between mommy’s and daddy’s cars and shoes. She’s starting to help me count and puts her fingers up for the numbers 1 and 5 (but none in between). Every day she seems to learn new words and communicate just a little bit more clearly to us. It’s the most incredible thing to witness.
We’re also working on time outs. E can throw one hell of a temper tantrum. Tonight when it happened because I told her it was time to put the Kindle away, I sat her in a corner of the room and made her sit for one minute. She tried to walk away once about ten seconds in, so I made her go back and started the timer over. Unfortunately, it only made her madder and the only way I got her to calm down was to sit her on the rocker in her bedroom by herself with a couple of books.
Clearly I’m not so good at time outs yet. I’ll have to try a few different methods and see what works best.
One last thing–can I just say I was blown away tonight when E refused to eat anything I offered to her, until I handed her a carrot? I knew there was a veggie lover deep down inside somewhere in that girl.