It's starting to look as if Ethan has a dairy intolerance. I won't go into all the gory details, but suffice to say the contents of his nappies aren't looking quite normal anymore. So you know what that means when he's breastfed. I have to give up dairy.

Trouble is, I don't really know any other way of life! I grew up in Wisconsin, nicknamed America's Dairyland. Every June was Dairy Month, and local shops often had specials on ice cream and other dairy products. If you lived in Wisconsin and didn't like milk, or didn't like dairy, you got funny looks from people. Not just that - some people (particularly dairy farmers) might even be offended.

And I love cheese. I would (almost) stake my life on the belief that there's a type of cheese to go with every type of food out there. Even sweet stuff? Yes, especially sweet stuff! Cheesecake - need I say more?

So I'll have to work out something to do with all this yogurt I just bought last week. Frozen blueberry yogurt popsicles for Caleb perhaps.

Tonight Caleb is spending the night at his nan's house, so Darrin & I are having pizza. And then as of tomorrow, I'll be dairy free to see if that sorts Ethan out. I hope it's not as boring as I expect it to be!

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