We went to the paediatrician for a follow up appointment regarding Elijah's slow weight gain yesterday.
The good news: Elijah is more healthy now than he was at four months of age.
The bad news: He's dropped right off the bottom of the chart with regard to his weight. He's about 400g short of the 3rd percentile for a six-month-old.
The verdict: Up the amount of solids given (in addition to breastfeeds) from one meal a day to three and work towards giving him full-fat dairy at 7 months (yoghurt and cheese). In the meantime, fry his veggies to increase his fat intake. In short, Elijah has been prescribed all the foods that adults are told not to eat. Bring on the hot chips and gravy!
The problem: After a few days of successful solid meals, Elijah seems to have gone off them. He did not like carrot and detested broccoli and now it seems that rice cereal (which he loved) is just not cutting it anymore. He is far more interested in doing backbends to see what's going on behind him than eat: even if there's nothing going on to distract him. So now I'm exhausted because it seems like I'm either breastfeeding him or trying to shovel solids into him. It's starting to become a losing battle. At least I can take heart in the fact that he is healthy, meeting all of his developmental milestones (many of them early) and generally happy. He's just so tiny.