Finally. The children woke up hungry. It’s about TIME.
Helen came upstairs at 7:07 and was VERY. GRUMPY. Huuuuuuuge frowny face. The one I make when I’m admonishing her for pushing her little sister.
I had just gotten out of the shower and was standing there partially-dressed. She pointed at the door to our bedroom. “I want FOOD. Go NOW.” Frowny face continued.
“Let me get dressed, Helen.”
Helen hasn’t really eaten much of anything since last Wednesday. Six days ago. Pieces of toast here and there, a few crackers, maybe two small pieces of chicken. Yesterday she had about a tablespoon of corn. Her ribs are clearly visible now. I’d worry, except that Helen always gets the stomach bug first, has it the longest, and gets her appetite back last. She’ll eat like crazy for the rest of the week, if history repeats itself.
Alice, who had another “incident” as recent as last night, also woke up STARVING. She had a *meltdown* first thing when I told her that juice wasn’t a good idea because it will just upset her tummy. They are so very tired of Gatorade. So I gave her watered-down apple juice. She drank about 12 ounces immediately, and spit up a little bit of it — I think her tummy was shocked to have that volume in it after such a long respite. She’s held the rest down down for over an hour now, so that’s good.
They both had a baggie full of reduced-sugar Fruit Loops, and seem to have improved demeanors now…. Poor little kids have had a rough week. I’m glad that maybe they’ll actually eat now. 🙂