Just Heather

Today was Lorelai’s 3rd full gluten free day. It came with improved health, more energy, and excellent news from her doctor. Her lab results came back today and doc reports she is not celiac. Because she has shown improvements on gluten free, we—which includes her doctor—are keeping her gluten free for at least the next couple months.

At her 1-year checkup, she’ll be weighed, measured, poked and prodded. He’ll then refer her to an allergist who will poke and prod some more to determine what [other] foods cause allergy symptoms. For now we’re thinking dairy and wheat, but it could boil down to something more specific or completely different under further testing.

I’m happy that it is not the lifelong disease that is celiac, but I don’t like not knowing what is causing her problems. It’s become obvious over the last few days that going gluten free is beneficial to her, so I suppose it doesn’t really matter what the official cause is. At least now there is still the slightest chance that whatever it is could be something she’ll outgrow.

Today was Lorelai’s second day on her new gluten free diet. I don’t know if it is my wishful thinking or discernible results, but I actually think I’m seeing improvement.

Her naps were much less erratic today than they ever have been. Normally, she takes 3-4 naps of around 1-1.5 hour each. Today she took 2 good naps, totaling about 3.5 hours. Plus, hubby reports that she wasn’t overly tired at bedtime, though she did go right to sleep.

Her diapers have never been a real issue, which is why the celiac disease discussion was set aside at first. However, it has always been incredibly obvious when she was filling a diaper. That crap takes a lot of work! Today, she was dirty twice and we didn’t even notice until she suddenly smelled bad.

The last notable change could be an utter coincidence. Her development is not too off, but she is on the tail end of most milestones. However, there is no way to tell when she would have pulled to standing on her own anyway, though there is the chance that she was able to stand in her crib today because she has more energy than usual.

Still no word on her labs, but I’m encouraged by the progress we’re alredy seeing.

In our infinite patience, we have decided to exclude gluten from Lorelai’s diet even before the the test results are back. In all my panic-driven research, I have realized she has numerous symptoms of celiac disease, though the only common symptom is her weight problem. I also discovered that breastfed babies present with atypical symptoms because the antibodies in mama’s milk protect the infant from serious gastrointestinal infections.

Whether she is diagnosed as celiac or not, it seems a gluten free diet may relieve some, if not all, of her symptoms. Non-celiac gluten allergies and sensitivities present with many of the same problems. Our thinking is that a gluten free diet won’t hurt, but there are many indications that it might help. We plan to keep her gluten free until her 1-year checkup even if the test is negative. We can track her progress and weight over the next 3 months to determine if a gluten free lifestyle would be beneficial.

I made my first visit to Wild Oats Marketplace this afternoon to pick up some cereal and finger foods to replace the potentially-poisonous Cheerios and Gerber Puffs. I was rather pleased with both the selection and the prevalence of gluten-free shelf tags. It made the entire foray into organic shopping quite easy. I also wandered the aisles to see what else was available in case the gluten-free, dairy-free diet becomes long term.

Did you know she can still eat pizza? I can’t imagine that soy-cheese, rice-crust pizza would actually taste that good, but to a child who has never known the difference I suppose pizza is pizza. She seemed to like the organic Teddy Puffs I found for her, which taste remarkably like Cheerios even though they are made from rice and corn instead. I also purchased Gorilla Munch cereal and (gluten-free) arrowroot cookies, a staple among older babies and toddlers.

I’m keeping my fingers crossed for a phone call tomorrow. Even though I have a plan and am feeling a bit more empowered by newfound knowledge of the disease, I will be on pins and needles until I know for sure.

For some reason I can’t seem to put into words the most difficult things in my life. Others share their struggles so eloquently, but I tend ignore my greatest challenges here.

For the last 5 months we have been dealing with the dreaded “failure to thrive” notation at Lorelai’s checkups. She dropped weight percentiles at her 4 month checkup, but no one was overly concerned because sometimes a baby’s weight will dip now and then. At her 6 month checkup, it dipped yet again. We then began monthly weight checks. At 8 months she moved up to the 10th percentile and it looked like things were moving along.

Between 8 and 9 months, she lost 2 ounces. That may not sound like much to you and me, but to an infant who is supposed to gain 8-12 ounces per month, that’s a lot of weight loss. So two weeks ago I took my littlest baby girl to the hospital and allowed them to do this:

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The results of her CBC and MP came back normal so doc wanted to play the wait and see game. Because I’m not interested in “wait and see” where my children’s health is concerned (but mostly because I’m incredibly impatient), I made an appointment to discuss the issue and also told them about some rash problems she has had. She broke out in hives after eating an orange (though it was juicy and could have been a skin sensitivity issue due to the mess on her face) and after her sisters ate strawberries.

We went back to the hospital this afternoon so they could take more blood and run a series of tests to detect celiac disease. If that is positive, we get the joy of a consultation with a GI and a lifelong adherence to a gluten-free diet. If it is negative, we move on to a consultation with an allergist and the infamous prick tests to determine what is causing all the allergy symptoms.

Most signs do, indeed, point to celiac disease though the symptoms are fairly generic and could fall into many other categories. I’m keeping my fingers crossed it is something else. While I think I could handle quite easily a few specific allergies, celiac disease is a whole different ball game. CD is not an allergy—it is an autoimmune disease triggered by gluten. And while the disease can be onset at any age, it is not something she’ll outgrow.

I’ve been keeping my fingers crossed that her lactose intolerance was an infant thing that she’d outgrow quickly. If we get the CD diagnosis, it’s likely that the lactose intolerance will stick too as they sometimes go hand in hand. We’re talking a lifelong gluten-free, dairy-free diet.

We should have the CD results within a week, hopefully by Monday. I’m a natural worrier though, so it should be a fun several days.

This afternoon, I was lamenting our fall schedule to hubby. I mentioned that tomorrow was our last free evening for the next two weeks, with the exception of Sunday which is totally clear (though I’m sure that will be filled with leftover home improvement projects). He shrugs it off and decides to go see a movie about snakes on a plane.

Fast forward to this evening while I’m at the grocery store buying ingredients for a nice dinner since this is now our last free evening for 2 weeks. He calls to let me know he’s having dinner with the guys for what ever reason. I have no idea what; I heard the word free and am not genetically engineered to turn it down.

I say, well there goes our free nights for 2 weeks. He is stunned by this statement—which only goes to prove that he never listens to me. I, naturally, am not at all surprised that he didn’t hear me say that very thing just 5 hours prior. Apparently, he thought I was kidding.

If wishes were horses…

I have been to my hometown 4 of the last 6 weekends—most recently for a bridal shower my sisters and I hosted for our brother’s fiancee.

This weekend I travel north to her hometown for her 2nd bridal shower. Two weeks after that, it’s back “home” for the 3rd and final shower. I don’t know that the sister of the groom is actually supposed to attend all showers, but I want to be supportive. Plus, Leslie doesn’t know a lot of people in our two big families. We can be a little overwhelming.

I’ve been so busy the last few months that many things have been neglected—namely, this blog. Though I have been trying to keep up on my blogroll, even if I don’t have the time or energy to comment.

My summer has been full of:

  • library visits
  • weird animal events sponsored by said library
  • breaking up sibling fights
  • park picnics
  • road trips
  • the zoo
  • rescuing Lorelai from her big sisters
  • the children’s museum
  • free movie Tuesday
  • avoiding the neighborhood pool I insisted we had to have when we began house-hunting 5 years ago
  • more road trips
  • ignoring whining about damn near everything (except for being bored—that one I managed to negate!)
  • counting down the days until school begins (exactly 30!)

I dream of bouquets of newly sharpened pencils, after-school specials, and—most importanty—a big yellow bus arriving at my house daily to separate my children.

Summer is a rough time around here. My kids are very into their routines and thrive on structure. When things change, it typically takes a couple weeks to iron out the rough patches and get into a new routine. So when school ends, it takes about half the summer to get settled and then we spend the rest of the summer preparing for school. Summer seems to drag on with no rhyme or reason, days blend into days, and I’m left with restless kids running in and out of my house all day long.

My solution this year was to schedule the summer a bit. It gives it more structure & routine and reminds me to actually get out there and do stuff with the girls instead of just hanging around the house counting down the days until school begins again. On Tuesdays, we head to Regal Cinemas for the free family film festival. On Thursdays we hit a local park—we are so blessed to live in an area with 2 great park systems.

On Wednesdays or Fridays we go to the library, depending on which day has the most exciting activity schedule. Last week was Jungle John and his Care of Magical Creatures. The girls saw a dragon, an owl, and a the big hit of the day—a tarantula. Our library sponsors great specials all summer, plus the girls have each earned the first prize level in the summer reading program already.

The idea seems to be helping. They are having fun summer experiences even though we have no vacation plans. Plus, I am keeping them busy enough to warrant an afternoon nap most days—which, as we all know, results in quiet time for Mommy. Now if only I could use that time to get caught up enough on my scrapbooks to records our summer fun activities.

I’ve been away awhile. I spent a week in my hometown and now I’ve got a lot of catching up to do. It’s been interesting trying to readjust to life with 3 kids at home. Lorelai is getting ready to take off. You can just see in her eyes she’s starting to figure out that she can move. Any day now I won’t be able to keep up with her. For now, she’s still somewhat content to lay around and look up at me with those beautiful blue eyes.

Those gorgeous eyes that are noticed by everyone. Last week, in my hometown, we went to the Red Skelton festival. At lunch, a very nice man stopped me and told me I had a beautiful baby with gorgeous eyes. A little while later, at the same restaurant, his buddy smiled and waved to me. I’m thinking he knows my dad or something. It happens a lot.

On the way out, I pointed them out to Mom and asked who they were. She told me and said they were in town for the gala tonight. The name didn’t ring a bell. I’m still thinking maybe they know Dad or they’re some local talent. Fast forward to Sunday night back at home.

Hubby is watching a documentary on the most horribly vile, terribly unfunny joke I’d never heard of. I glance up at one point to see these nice men I chatted with. “Oh, my gosh, are those the Smothers Brothers?” Of course they were, and I had absolutely no idea.