An informal survey of Eliza's friends from the world of the non-eaters has lead me to the conclusion that this little band of brothers and sisters, about 20 strong that we know from therapy and support groups, has dwindled to:
For sure the other kids still have feeding problems, but they have moved from non-eater to picky-eater. In case you are not aware of the subtle difference, let me tell you I would gnaw my own arm off if Eliza moved into the realm of picky-eater. Of course you are thinking "oh Anne, have you had your head under a rock, because surely you would have noticed that Camp Non-eater was pretty quiet lately." Alas, it seems my head was firmly buried in a stone quarry. What got me to just about jump out of the quarry was a post I ran across in cyber world with a list of foods for kids who had "feeding" issues. The foods included refried beans, pan fried broccoli, tofu, snap peas, waffles ... dare I go on? Are you flipping kidding me? If Eliza ate only refried beans I would be doing the happy dance until the next millennium.
Kind of sad to think that my perspective has been changed by one spoonful of refried beans.
Moving to France seems more and more like a good idea. I can at least go to social functions with Eliza, her bottle and a mini cupcake for another couple of years without getting the hairy eyeball. Right?