Based on all outward appearances, Oliver continues to thrive. I hate answering the question of how he's doing (hate is really the wrong word, I'll gladly answer, you'll just have to be prepared for a strange answer!) because based on everything we can measure and everything we can see, he is doing so well. But there's still this nagging feeling I have that he is still hurting. Though, I will admit, as he throws up less (It's easily been at least two months since he last vomited) and swallows more (instead of just spitting food out) those feelings do lessen. And, right now I don't feel like removing more foods is really the answer, so we're stuck between a rock and a hard place until Oliver can communicate how he's feeling.
So, we trial foods. Though in the case of this first one, we're actually introducing a food that he's never had before and that he had very little exposure to via my breastmilk when he was nursing - fish. Yesterday, he had some tuna (because opening a can of tuna is pretty much the extent of my fish cooking and prep knowledge) and I plan on waiting a day or two to see if anything happens before giving him some more. I'm excited that he could possibly have a little more variety in his diet.