Asian Baby Allergic to Rice

The 3/4 asian pooklet projected vomit today after our cautious reinstatement of rice cereal. it seems official. the poor pook is allergic to rice. i'm expecting this to fade as he grows. seems unlikely that he'd be allergic to rice. maybe it's just something in the constitution of the rice. i dunno. well, more updates when we have them...

Reasons to Vomit

Our little pookling vomited again today (not merely a “wet burp” as little spit-ups are called), prompting a Kaiser-recommended visit at 8:20pm.

He was weighed at 19lbs, 12.75oz.

The doctor praised pooklet’s health and demeanor, and suggested reducing his intake with each meal (several people have commented on isaac’s chunkiness, and several doctors have remarked that we feed him more than normal), and propping him up a bit when he sleeps (to guard against acid reflux). The vitamin drops we’ve been giving him might also be a culprit. She suggested we ease off the grains (rice cereal, oatmeal) we’ve recently introduced, and try potatoes and bananas instead.
She’s also “not impressed” with his “congestion.”
Pookie didn’t agree with everything the doctor said, and I could see her points, but I still ended up wanting to give more credence than Pookie to the doctor’s advice, especially since it would mean that our little pookling is healthy and exceptional.

the pooklet yaks, pt II

we decided, in light of the highest gas prices in the nation, that we'd stroll to trader joe's today, but i guess the heat was too much for the little pook, because shortly after arriving to the cool interior of the market, he threw up all over himself.

what continues to impress us, is how much of a little trooper he is. most times, the worst you get from him when he's sick or in pain, is simply a face that can't smile.

50% rollover

pooklet's been rolling onto his stomach, and then complaining that he's on his stomach. i can see the dilemma. he just needs a little more knowledge, and momentum.

so he's starting to get mobile, doing the curly shuffle in his crib each night, and pulling the occasional "reverse tortoise," the unfortunate conundrum that results when you don't have the arm strength to get back on your back.


today, we spent our date night at barnes and noble, briefly reading mo willems' genius pigeon series books to a disinterested pooklet.

First sickness

Around 9pm last night, i heard coughing through the baby monitor, and when i went in to check on him, he was vomiting copious amounts of milk (thank God he didn't start vomiting when we were in the kitchen, because the monitor was in our room).

diarrhea followed, and some crying. the advice nurse told us it was likely something he caught during the day (he had spent an hour in the health club's day care while mama pook taught her spin class). it was both sweet and sad to see on the pooklet an expression so tired and out of sorts, and put out from the nausea. and all in all, he was a trooper, suffering discomfort well.

today i took off from work to monitor the wife (who felt a bit sick herself following this episode) and the child, which ended up amounting to just enjoying them both on an unexpected day off. pooklet seemed to be over his illness with the dawn, and i got to enjoy his usual giggly self all day.

Here's a photo of him in something that soon won't fit him, from the day after his brief illness.