Tuesday, July 29, 2008
This girl started early with the gang signs (this is her official Hospital picture, but check this for continued evidence of her actually being more from the block than her middle class parents would like to admit).
...so yes, we're cleaning all this off the fridge today and have a "clean slate" after a good 8 months of collecting tidbits.
To be continued next time Kirsten has a need for clear spaces.
In the years since I had Cecilie, I have often been known to make comments along the lines of "God must have known I couldn't handle a kid with allergies, so He didn't send any my way" - or variations thereof. When Annika was very small, my good friend Betsy called me out on this inane sort of commentary: "You don't know Annika doesn't have any..." Oh, fair point, I thought to myself, but she doesn't understand that we just don't have allergies in our family. Smug smug smug.... it's clear where this is headed.
At about 4 months, Annika started screaming - really, more howling - after some feeds, but not all. Clearly, it was about pain but for the life of me I couldn't figure it out. Was it reflux? Indigestion? Not enough milk? A kink in the plumbing? Severe metabolic disorder? There wasn't a clear enough pattern for me to link it to anything - I kept a food diary [sometimes], I tried reflux medicine, I tried feeding more often, I tried feeding less often.... After 6 long weeks, Annika's poor Grandpa (who had endured many a distraught phone call from me, and paced the floor with a screaming baby) suggested that I take her into our doctor's office.
Lovely lovely lovely Karen Vorsteg, the nurse practioner who works with my dad, listened very carefully to my tale of woe, looked Annika over carefully, and observed (very tactfully) the raging case of eczema that covered her body. Her suggestion was that perhaps it was time to start eliminating things from my diet, and we'd just see if maybe it made a change, and hey, why don't we start with dairy?
Within 12 hours, the screaming had stopped.
Within 24 hours, the eczema had subsided.
Within 48 hours, our sweet happy baby was back & nursing happily.
And here's the kicker. We had to wait a few weeks to see the allergist. When we finally got in there, it turned out the allergy was to EGGS, not as much the dairy. An allergy to eggs that involves words like 'anaphylaxis' and prescriptions for EpiPens and allergy bracelets.
So what this all means is that for as long as Annika is nursing, her mom is off the eggs & dairy too. It means that birthday cakes and Daddy's Sunday Morning Waffles are off the menu. Trips to the Ice Cream Cottage will mean shaved ice treats instead of Double Fudge Brownie.
But due to my aforementioned hubris, there is MUCH for me to learn about having a child with allergies. I have several family members & friends with much more experience in this field, and they are gently and patiently waiting for me to get up to speed. Luckily they're not shy about pointing out the egg items for me, even if its a mouthful I've already inhaled. Almost daily I am struck by how profoundly this affects Annika's future life, and therefore our family life. Slowly slowly I am learning.
Reality check today: our beloved VejaLinks, FriChik and Morningstar 'breakfast hot dogs' are primarily based on egg whites. What?!?!?
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
C: [worriedly] Is this a hurricane?
Mommy: [in a soothing tone] No, in a hurricane the trees will sway so much in the wind that they almost fall over
C: …but, that’s what they’re doing!
M: well, but to be a hurricane the rain needs to fall sideways
C: …but that's what the rain is doing!!!!
And that’s when lightning hit our next door neighbor’s 200 year old oak.
For the record, this was a severe thunderstorm
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
The only picture we have is a terribly blurred one, which is the way it should be; and then this one of the sidewalk the day after - Heidi and Cecilie and Ellie had a real go at flowers and fireworks...
...yep THAT was the show! I believe this could be filed under "A little goes a long way..."