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I want to rant. I don't eat beef, and my family don't eat beef. Even my in-laws and husband don't eat beef. Mine is for religious reasons and they don't eat because of some reasons. So I thought this is a non-issue.
But now, my MIL, who always listens to her sister, says she wants to feed my son beef, because he is too small sized. I said I don't want to let him eat. And I was quite firm. But she kept insisting. Then I said it's due to religious reasons, because I pray to Guanyin, and she says her sister's family also does the same thing, and they are giving beef to the granddaughter, who is one or 2 months younger than my son.
Why can't she understand that No means No? I was already very unhappy about giving gripe water to my son. I told them no, and gave them a lot of reasons, and they sort of agreed then. However, they still secretly gave him. And my husband bluffed me saying he and his brother were the ones drinking the gripe water, when I noticed it diminishing. Maybe they did, but it doesn't mean they did not feed my son.
I confirmed it when I smelled the bottle with leftover. The smell was super strong, so I don't know how thick they made it.
Now my son refuses to drink water because there isn't any taste.
True, maybe most of you allow your children to eat beef and drink gripe water, since there is actually nothing wrong, but it's the fact that she doesn't respect my decisions and my thoughts and insist on doing it her way.
I told my husband about it, and he took her side, which means that they had been talking about it already. He also wants to feed him beef.
I can't stand it.
Now I fully understand the episode in Desparate Housewives that I watched recently. Bree's grandson had not eaten meat before, and she's worried that he would not grow up strong. So behind her daughter's back, she gave him a hotdog to eat, which he loved. However, he ate too much later and fell ill. The point is not the food. The point is about simple respect.
I am strongly against this as I feel it violates my beliefs. Already we were forced to sell our apartment because she hated our place, and now we have to live with them, and I'm forced to look at old hdb flats that are overpriced.
I feel really sad.