The Big Girl Panties Come Back!

Everything looks better after a good night’s sleep, you know? I don’t think there’s any way I can possibly THANK YOU ALL for the outpouring of support and encouragement we received yesterday. It means the world to me. Seeing how many people are “in our corner” and praying for my … Continue reading

Bad Words. Bad Words. Very Very VERY Bad Words.

Sorry in advance, but this is going to be a long, sad post. Back in June we started a quinoa trial. We planned to pull the quinoa for three days and resume the trial to see if he reacted, and on the final day of the first stage of the … Continue reading

One Year With FPIES

Like I said, this is a week of anniversaries. One year ago today, our world changed forever. Oh, we didn’t get our diagnosis until August 1st, but on July 18th – the day after we learned Jed’s IgE to egg had gotten so much worse that we needed an Epi-pen … Continue reading

Planes, Trains and Automobiles: The Search for Stevia

Last weekend I was scheduled to work on Saturday evening, and unfortunately the 4th of July reduced flight schedule meant there were no direct flights between home and work at all on Friday or Saturday. Further challenging my commute to work is the fact that the few multi-stop flights available … Continue reading

When Mama’s Away…

Zac has FPIES reactions, apparently. This is the hard part of child care for an FPIES family; no matter how much the caregiver loves the child and believes that FPIES is real and serious, if they haven’t lived it every moment of the day they just don’t quite understand the … Continue reading

Quinoa Teething Crackers

When we started trialing quinoa, I got very excited. I knew that quinoa would offer a lot of variety in Zac’s diet (and, eventually, mine), and to start with I wanted to make him his very first teething cracker. I had seen a few recipes for homemade teething biscuits before, … Continue reading

Back in the Boeing Again

I have now officially finished my first trip back to work. Honestly, it wasn’t too bad. Pretty much my entire time away was a series of me thinking “I can handle this!” followed by “I can’t handle this!” – repeat ad nauseum. It started with arriving in my domicile on … Continue reading