Ugh! Just had the Monkey's 7 month check-up and all good except for the heavy dose of dietary dogma.
She is a small girl (in the <3 percentile weight:height) but fit, strong, able to sit upright by herself, babble, pull herself around and almost almost at the point of crawling. So, in my books — nothing wrong. I will always have the tendency to let her dictate when she is hungry and thirsty and trust her to tell me when she has had enough or needs more. My wife has been happy to continue breast-feeding until she is at least a year with a food-before-one-is-just-for-fun outlook. And, up to this point, my wife has also been happy to play along with my no-needless-carbs-why-start-your-kid-on-a-diet-of-junk-food bent.
But this morning the doctor basically called me a fool for not feeding the Monkey rice, and cereals, and cookies with her fruit everyday; you need the minerals, vitamin b, and intestinal stimulation provided by the above foods. Nothing will replace them. Studies have shown that if children are not given all this crap before they are 6 months then they are at risk of celiac disease. Apparently. She must eat rice and cereals.
Thing is, I am on the bottom rung of this particular ladder, staring at the soles of the shoes of all you practised primal noshers. I could (and did) counter something along the lines of cookies being loaded with sugar, cereals being empty calories — why get your fill from baby rice when you could ingest a bunch of vitamins, fats, and other goodies too from the avocados, fresh fruits, broccoli, chicken, etc... — and the fact that those minerals from rice are from whole-grain brown rice and they are pretty much absent in the white baby rice slop on offer. But I wasn't convincing enough and now we have a dissenter in the ranks who thinks our dearest loved one is going to be intolerant to all 'foodstuffs' if we carry on holding off on the crap. My wife has a (self-admitted) tendency to bow to authority so I was always on a hiding-to-nothing by the simple fact that the Doc wore a lab coat and was called Doc. And when the Doc said it would help her put on weight too I knew I had lost. My cries of 'its inflammation' or 'its not how she wants to put on weight - it's water' fell on deaf ears.
Please help: I need well-reasoned primal arguments or substitutes for the apparent lack of certain minerals, vitamin b, fibre, and tolerance to celiac disease so that the Monkey can carry on being a monkey and not a sloth or hyena (depending on how much sugar she gets, and what stage of sugar rush or insulin slump she is in).
Or maybe I need to give her rice as a compromise. Surely not.