I thought I was being safe when I served Griffin egg yolk on Monday. He didn’t seem to want much of it, but I assumed he was simply still full from his breakfast.
Fast forward an hour and a half. He had seemed to be stirring, and since we had an appointment coning up, I needed to hurry and feed him again. But when I looked in the crib I noticed his hair was wet. Then I saw the large puddle he was laying in. Flipping him over, his poor little face was covered in vomit. It had also soaked his clothes.
Needless to say, it was a repeat performance of last week, with the exception of the emergency room visit.
This time around, I knew what I was dealing with – although that didn’t make it any easier. It also didn’t help that I was overrun with guilt for having fed him the food that caused all this to begin with.
Honestly, I’m still shocked that egg yolk had this kind of effect on him. All the research I’ve read indicates that it’s supposed to be so easy for tiny bodies to digest. In Griffins case though, we will be waiting until the year mark before we attempt this again.
So why has this only now started? Not only did I eat my weight in eggs during pregnancy, but I still eat them on a daily basis (or at least I did up until two days ago). To be on the safe side though, I’m going to lay off the eggs, as well. That way his body can completely detox from them and hopefully we can reset come December.
On a similar note, I think we’ll be looking for a new pediatrician. When I called to let them know what had happened, the nurse replied by informing me that they usually tell parents not to give eggs at such an early age, and that at the least I should have offered the white portion, not the yolk. What?! This office has zero idea about nutrition for babies. Previously, my doctor told me I should maybe only offer one yolk a week, because there was too much fat and cholesterol.
Next she’ll be telling me to start giving him skim milk.