Report cards came home with the kids this week. I despise report cards. I do not believe they are an effective tool for evaluating what and how well my child is learning. They certainly do not honor the strides my child has made toward growing emotionally, mentally, and physically. My oldest is an intensely curious child, soaking up information and running with it, but in his own way … and that uniqueness is not celebrated in his report card, simply because he doesn’t think inside the box that is the “norm” for a grade school classroom. The report card celebrates conformity, perhaps above all else. It is frustrating to see my child becoming, and to then see that his report card doesn’t reflect that. I long for our homeschooling days when I see those manila envelopes in the backpacks.
So report cards were Wednesday. Wednesday led to Thursday, as it does, and Thursday was upchuck day. (It makes sense to me that upchuck day directly follows report card day, really.) Vomit, puke, whatever you want to call it, we had plenty of it at our house on Thursday. By early Friday morning it was combined with rolling waves of chest pain that left my baby girl unable to speak, writhing on the bed in agony while tears streamed from her eyes. Add in a whole lot of blood in the vomit, and off we went to the ER at 3:30 in the morning. Turns out a not uncommon sign of reflux is esophageal spasms, which apparently feel like a heart attack and send many people to the hospital in severe pain. Prolonged vomiting, especially vomiting of nothing but bile after the stomach has cleared all food contents, tears up the esophagus, hence the blood. It was altogether a scary experience that I don’t wish to repeat. Baby girl is on the mend, but will be having a scope (EEK!) sometime in the near future to get to the bottom of her longtime gastro issues. Fun times.
Kuddos here to my son for his long-suffering patience in the ER in the middle of the night. He was solicitous of his sister, never complained, and was generally an amazing kid. Thanks, sweets.
After such an eventful few days, we spent a quiet day at home today. A lovely, sunny spring day. I was ever so grateful for the weather, and the uneventful 24 hours. So grateful that I made pancakes for the boy — baby girl was not feeling up to pancakes, so she went with homemade applesauce — and they turned out fab!
These pancakes are low-carb, SCD (stage 3 +) legal, vegetarian, gluten-free, dairy-free, and paleo friendly. All that and a bucket of maple syrup. Beyond that, they are simple and tasty! They might not be for those married to the idea of traditional pancakes, as they don’t puff up and the texture is not that of traditional cakes, but I was never much of a pancake lover so I’m good. Moreover, my Child with a Refined Palette adores them, and he is a pancake lover. If you’re a pancake lover, call these latkes instead and roll with it.
Triple P Cakes (Paleo Pumpkin Pancakes)
3/4 cup cooked squash (I used spaghetti squash this time, as that’s what I had in the fridge. You could use any winter squash, including pumpkin. You could even use sweet potato.)
1/2 cup almond meal
1 tsp cinnamon OR pumpkin pie spice
1 tsp pure vanilla extract
1 Tbsp coconut oil, melted
Heat griddle or cast iron pan, brushed with a touch of coconut oil, over medium heat.
Place all ingredients in a Vitamix or food processor and blend until smooth. Pour onto hot griddle, making medallion-sized pancakes, and cook until pancakes have “set” on the top and are browned on the bottom. Flip and continue to cook until browned and pancakes have firmed.
Remove to hot plate. Serve with a bit of real maple syrup, fruit syrup or chunky fruit sauce, coconut butter … let your imagination run wild!