my little bean is two plus a smidge (part 3)

shock.  shock and angst and fear and anger swept over mommy and daddy; would they ever be able (or willing?) to forgive themselves for the poison that bean was ingesting at their very hands?  after regaining some semblance of composure the two distraught parents threw everything containing the offending ingredients into the garbage (save anything unopened as it was donated post haste to the nearest food bank).  panic washed over the two while staring blankly into the empty pantry and fridge, all that remained was a scant selection of spices, condiments, and of course produce; what in the world were they to feed the picky, picky little bean?!?  

one crucial bit of information recalled the the parents to the realm of rationality:  lucy had not reached age of majority (aka 2) and so was still relying on mommy for a main source of nutrition!  ohhhhh, ya, wait.  wait just one minute.  if lucy could no longer ingest gluten, casein, and soy.... then.  uh oh.  

my little bean is two plus a smidge (part 2)

fast forward about 6 months:  bean's tummy troubles worsen (or at best did not change).  this little florida family found out that they would be moving soon to california and so bean's mommy decided it best to revisit the doctor.  again the suggestion was made to draw blood to assess the possibility of allergies and this time mommy relented; no more time could pass with the obvious discomfort of her little bean.  so bean, mommy, and daddy made their way to the lab.  concern, or at the very least, discontent washed over the faces of the personal at said lab once they realized their victim, uh, patient.

as bean's turn became imminent it became glaringly obvious that trepidation filled the lab as she was passed from one technician the the next until one brave soul came forward to do the 'deed'.  mommy, as any mama bear would, gave a warning of touch-my-baby-you-will-suffer the consequences as daddy bear tried to diffuse the situation.  mommy and daddy held bean's hand as the offending apparatus was stuck into her arm.  all mommy could think of was there were many, many other little cubs out there who had it much worse with the constant poking and prodding to investigate disease (though these abstractions did NOTHING to assuage the anxiety for bean's mommy).

bean cried, mommy and daddy lost their heart.  bean's morning song was sung in chorus while the deed was undertaken.  and, believe it or not, she was the one who fared the best; mommy and daddy cried, the technician comforted, and the receptionist apologized profusely.  three days later mommy received the call:  bean  is allergic to gluten, casein, and soy.

how, oh,  HOW could this happen???

my little bean is two plus a smidge (part1)

once upon a time there was a little family who lived in florida: a mommy, a daddy, a furry son, and the cutest little baby bean that ever was.  it is a good thing that that little baby bean was so cute because she was the neediest little bean anyone had ever met.  her mommy and her daddy did everything they could to keep her happy and comfy.  one day, the little bean went to see her doctor who recommended a blood test to find out if the bean was suffering from any allergies; bean's mommy could not bring herself to subject her little body to a blood test as from reading as much information as she could regarding allergies she decided that bean could not possibly be suffering from food allergies!  (besides, bean's mommy tried an elimination diet to see if that made bean more comfortable).

so one day bean, daddy, and mommy decided to take a long plane trip to washington to visit gramma and papa. and boy, oh boy did bean have the best snacks of her life on that trip: homemade chex mix; crackers and cheese; milk and cookies; peanut butter sandwiches with the crust cut off; and of course, chocolate.  two days after arriving at gramma and papa's house, it became glaringly apparent that bean was having some severe gastro-intestinal issues (i.e. no poo for 3 days).  and when things finally began moving along, bean screamed and screamed and cried so, that mommy was crying right along side of her.  mommy was believed it had to be a one-time occurrence as bean had NEVER had such a problem before; and since arriving in washington she been eating her regular diet of sweet potatoes, bm, milk, and some toast...well so much for what mommy knew or thought she knew.