I stopped at Starbucks to get a coffee the other day.
Barista: Would you like room for milk, miss?
Me: … no. *sniffle*
N has a milk protein allergy. Well that’s what the pediatrician called it, on closer examination it’s actually a milk soy protein intolerance (MSPI). We’re still figuring out whether he also can’t handle soy.
This is the icing on the cake of breastfeeding issues that we’ve had. He was given a bottle when he was first born so that he would have enough fluid to flush out the antibiotics they gave him, which caused us to start out with him not even wanting to breastfeed. Then we dealt with thrush, mastitis, oversupply, and the little guy being too congested to want to eat.
A month or so ago (I can’t believe it’s been that long already…) S was washing N’s diapers from daycare and noticed a few small spots of blood. A couple of strange poops and a few pediatrician visits later he was diagnosed with a milk protein allergy. Luckily most babies grow out of it, but it means that in order for it to clear up, I can’t have any dairy.
No dairy! Of all of the things to have to give up, it would be dairy. I drank milk all the time, cheese was one of my favorite additions to a meal, and my favorite desserts are chocolate and ice cream. And it’s likely I can’t have any of those things for 8 more months. Talk about rough.
At the moment I’m also cutting back on soy. After everything is a-okay I’ll probably add in a small amount to see how he reacts. The pediatrician said that 40% of babies that are allergic to milk are also allergic to soy. Do you have any idea how many foods have milk or soy in them? A lot. A whole lot. And many of the dairy free foods use soy. It’s a nightmare.
Luckily most of it is taken care of now. I’ve found a blog that sadly is no longer updated, but it has recipes and info that have been a lifesaver: MSPI Mama. Oh how I missed chocolate, so her brownies were a Godsend.
Then a couple of weeks ago N started acting up again and it looked like the allergy was back. After close examination we figured out that it has to be one of two things – we accidentally bought meatballs with cheese in them so he could be reacting to that (luckily I didn’t eat too many), or he also can’t handle beef. Lovely. If things don’t clear up by his four month appointment next week then the pediatrician wants to send us to an allergist.
It’s rough, really rough. But I don’t want to give up after all that we’ve gone through to make it this far, and I want to do what’s best for N. S is ridiculously supportive and often comes home with cookies or something that doesn’t have milk or soy in it. I love that man.
What makes it harder is some of the negativity. Why is there so much negativity with breastfeeding? Almost every single time I talk to my father he asks me when we’re going to start giving N formula. I tell him never. He asks how long I’m going to “keep doing this.” I tell him as long as N wants. Well how long is that? I don’t know. Until he can talk and tell me he doesn’t want it anymore? Haha, very funny.
I’m going to keep at it, and so far we’re doing well. The little guy is growing like crazy. He’s smiling at us, trying to talk to us, giggling, and playing with toys. He’s so amazing, and I try to remind myself that whenever I get really stressed about the breastfeeding problems that we’re having.
For those of you that care nothing about breastfeeding – thanks for sticking me with me. Breastfeeding mamas – what are some problems you’re having, and do you have any advice?