I am about ready to bang my head off the wall in frustration. Judith cannot afford to be in a picky phase. I know this is normal for toddlers, but when you're trying to pump almost 2,000 calories a day into her and she refuses 95% of what you place in front of her, the frustration is bound to happen.
For example: today's lunch menu consisted of "souper orzo" (it's basically orzo made with a can of tomato soup, some milk, and some butter), and a country blend of veggies with butter. Both were rejected in favor of potato chips and an ice cube to help soothe her gums from teething (we have another tooth, by the way, and there are 3 more on the way). 5-6oz of Pediasure was also consumed.
At least the chips are high in calories.
A typical mealtime conversation right now is as follows:
Judith: (looks at food presented, pokes it with finger, samples, fusses for sippy cup, consumes at least half of contents of said cup)
Me: Why don't you eat some of your (insert food here)?
Judith: (moves rejected food item from one side of the tray to the other) Aaaaaaaaaaah! (smears contents of tray around the tray with 1/3 of the contents flying in all directions)
Me: You need to eat.
Judith: Ahh dah (all done)!
Me: No, you're not all done. Eat.
Judith: Ahh dah!
Me: Eat more. More! (signs more)
Judith: Ahh dah!
Lather, rinse, repeat.
I can't wait to see what she weighs when we go to our next clinic appointment. At this rate, her weight gain will be minimal or worse, negative. I can't help but worry about it.
On the flip side, I'm glad we don't have to take Buster & Lady to the vet for their well doggy visits until next year. Judith may be turning her nose up at everything I present her with, but the dogs are putting their noses to the ground and having a heyday with the leftovers and rejected scraps. Lady looks like she gained a pound or 2, and Buster still has his round shape. They don't feel heavier, and they're a long way away from being obese, but I'd hate to see what the scale would say if one of them was on it.