Saturday, November 17, 2012

Reluctant Earth Mama

Today I found myself in the kitchen whipping up a dairy free milk substitute (here's the recipe from Quirky Jo) whilst breast feeding the baby who is in her sling. Very Earth Mama. I didn't sign on for this though. It looks like I am the latest victim of dairy intolerance. Did you know that intolerances often pop up post partum? I did not. I am not pleased. It may be something to do with the immune system recalibrating after being suppressed during gestation. 
This is grim news for me. I was so delighted I could now eat the gorgeous local soft cheeses I had been denying myself whilst pregnant.Baby is windy when I do and I really don't feel good either. Maybe after two weeks there will be no difference and I will go back on the dairy but in the mean time I am eliminating it. I already know I can't deal with most soy. So making my own substitutes is where it is at. 

Breastfeeding the baby who hates to be away from (reluctant Earth) Mama was something that had to be done to get some peace whilst I faffed in the kitchen. Kitchen faffing is extremely hard to do successfully with screaming children about. 
Cute right? hmmmmm

My four year old is a free spirit at the moment, if by free spirit you mean he doesn't like to wear knickers, wipe his bum, have his shoes on the right feet and touches everything he sees even if it is on the ground and disgusting. Especially if it is on the ground and disgusting. Most notable today was the rotting remains of a rat. Funnily enough I carry a little bottle of germ warfare handrub and some wet wipes everywhere now. I may have to start with a full hazmat suit!

Ah the umm joys (?) of parenthood or something.....


  1. Love the free spirit. I remember my pal Jane's son, aged 4, coming home from school one day and saying he didn't want to go back. Why? "Because I want to be wild and free.." Oh, don't we all, son. Sigh. No rotting rats that I am aware of though :D

    Having diverticulosis I do not digest a number of things well. Doesn't usually stop me altogether, I just suffer for it afterwards. As do those around me...

  2. Oh no diverticulosis- does that mean that seeds and so forth cause problems with your diverticular? (see how lazy I am- I can't even be bothered Googling to check the spelling...)blech. I used to suffer from IBS which turned out to be Irritable Boyfriend Syndrome as when I got rid of him the IBS went too.

  3. Lol at Irritable Boyfriend Syndrome!!