The other day was very much a survive by the skin of my teeth kind of day. We woke up late, got L to preschool late. Livvy was in a 'mood' (I think she's getting her top molars. ouch.) and we needed FPIES friendly groceries. Toting my angry tot into Trader Joes with a very specific shopping list, I set about the task of grabbing our necessities. It was about this time that it must have occurred to Liv that feeding her breakfast to the dog was a bad idea; she was hungry and was oh-so-kind in letting me know. While screeching like an angry pterodactyl, trying to wiggle out of the cart and yelling 'yum yum eat' over and over again I found myself searching for a snack in my bag.
See- this is where some of that scout preparedness would have been helpful. Yup. I forgot snacks. All of them. I also forgot sippy cups and bottles.
So was looking all around the store for something, anything, that Livvy could snack on. My eyes stopped on a bag of puffed potato snacks that looked interesting. I quickly read through the ingredients while Livvy was steadily going nutso. What my mind read was: potato flour, sea salt, expeller pressed canola oil.
WOW! She can eat these! This is amazing!
Considering about half of the employees in Trader Joes know me by name (we are there a LOT) I didn't think I'd ruffle any feathers ripping open the bag right there in the isle. I handed Livvy several and, like magic, she was quiet and happy as a clam. I happily scooted over to the coffee sample bar and sucked down a few much-needed mini cups of coffee at this point.
After we checked out and got to the car Livvy was munching on the last bit of snack that she had in her hand. Reaching in the bag to grab a few more
My mind must have cleared with that shot of caffeinated goodness.
I looked down at the bag. And then I saw it.
THERE WAS WHEAT FLOUR IN THE SNACKS!
I broke out in a bit of a cold sweat. How the heck did I miss that?! How could I let that happen? Why was I so disorganized today?? My baby girl will be miserable because I couldn't manage to get it together!
Settling in the next chunk of time, I was really bracing for the worst. Like- assembling an ER bag kind of bracing. So we waited. And waited. And..
Now, I believe that Livvy has reacted to most new introductions on the 'first' direct ingestion because exposure to foods via breast milk served as her build-up. Given the amount of wheat I ate while nursing, I was truly expecting a reaction. But we had nothing. nada. No diarrhea, reflux, vomit... not even a hiccup. Besides being completely blown away that we sailed through this accident I'm now thinking we should trial wheat. It sounds crazy, right? Grain is not really our friend. But I can't argue with the amazing possibilities for Liv if she can have wheat, and the fact that we are limited pushes me to want to do the trial.
I really need to take some super deep breaths, because this was just so weird. But potentially very good news! I'm saying a prayer, crossing fingers and toes (that are shaking in my boots) and we will trail wheat.
*GULP* Here goes nothing...