Showing posts with label mummy guilt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mummy guilt. Show all posts

Wednesday, 10 December 2014

We fell off the milk ladder

This week I had planned to start the Stuntman on a journey up the ‘milk ladder’. Despite this post's heading, we didn’t actually fall off – we never even made it onto the first rung.

For those not up with the lingo, the milk ladder is a step by step process that aims to desensitise sensitive little tummies that are intolerant to the proteins found in milk. There are specific recipes that go along with each step, with the amount of dairy increasing and the amount of cooking decreasing as you progress. Baked goods that contain dairy are more easily digested than raw dairy products, and separated milk solids (such as those used in flavouring) are often harder on the tummy than straight dairy. The milk ladder was developed by allergy specialists taking all of these factors into account, and has been proven to be a very effective way to reintroduce dairy into an intolerant little one’s diet.

The basic 'milk ladder'

We worked with a paediatric dietician to develop a specific plan for the Stuntman,  incorporating his likes and dislikes, as well as my style of cooking.  The plan was to start on the first rung this week, moving up the ladder over the holidays, with the end goal of him being able to tolerate some dairy in time for him to start kindy early next year. So I had menu-planned, shopped and scheduled my baking days - I was feeling pumped, and ready for the challenge (if you’ll pardon the pun).

Thursday, 27 November 2014

Dumping the pump


I am at a crossroads of sorts. I’m determined to keep breastfeeding the Stuntman until he’s ready to give it up, but I’m also completely fed up with having to express milk for him while I’m at work.

There are few things more miserable than using a breast pump at work, in my experience anyway. I work in a really small organisation, with only eight staff, and we don’t have much office space to speak of. The main work area is open plan, apart from the CEO’s office (which is the size of a small cupboard) and our meeting room (which has a glass wall and door). 

I really should have invested in one of these 'hands-free' contraptions...