Even 5 years later, I am constantly amazed at how far Matthew has come with regard to eating. I look back at our first year together and all of the tears and yelling (for both of us) and how fearful I was about his future and I can not believe it.
Yesterday, as we were driving home (and the kids were drinking their weekly Slurpee treat- I know, bad mommy!)…I asked what they wanted for dinner and one of the options was Spaghetti and I decided to make it. It’s always been one of Matthew’s favorites.
Well, he ate 4 helpings!
I couldn’t believe it. In the middle of the 3rd one, he had to go to the bathroom and while there, I heard two HUGE burps and then, when he came back to the table, he finished the 3rd helping and purred a little…then he said…”Can I have just one more small serving?”…Of course, I said…and as I was reaching into the bowl, he said…”well, how about medium and I’ll see if I can eat it?”…About an hour and 1/2 later, when the were doing their nightime snacks, he ate two swiss roll packages!
Now, if I could only get him to gain some weight!