Poison – or peanut butter.
I know, it’s dramatic.
Hear me out.
My entire time as a mother, peanuts have been something that can take the life of my child.
Forgive me when peanut butter becomes a poison.
But still – this weekend, I handed my younger son a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup. In my other hand, his brother’s EpiPens.
The candy can kill my older son, J, but could be the saving grace for my younger one, G.
He ate it.
You’ve heard about those new guidelines to give infants peanuts?
G’s two years old now, but when we was an infant – the first study I’d seen on the topic was released.
At that point, no guidelines had been released.
All I had was mother’s intuition (that’s a lie, I have none of that). So all I had was worry? Concern? Prayers? Staying awake all night tossing and turning?
No, really – I just compared the facts.
I knew my older son was highly allergic to peanuts. I also knew I had followed the old advice of waiting until he was a year old to give it to him.
I decided to take the plunge. The worst thing that could happen was he would have an allergic reaction – and I was already armed with Zyrtec and EpiPens.
It’s been two years, but I still remember the anxiety.
With my stomach in knots and my heart pounding – I grabbed what, as a mom, I had only known as poison. I gave it to G.
I kept checking him.
And over again.
He was fine.
The poison (eh hem – peanut butter) did not take out my child.
He. Was. Fine.
He’s since been tested for food allergies – and passed with flying colors.
Not a single food allergy.
He doesn’t eat peanuts regularly because we don’t have it in the house. I try to give him it to him every few months – to make sure nothing develops.
As I fed him a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup this week – I just stared at him thinking how strange it was he could eat this.
How weird he could eat this deadly food.
Then I realized – it’s not weird at all.
The weird thing is the food allergy.
The weird thing is that that dumb little peanut filled chocolate can kill my other son.
The thing that can kill one son, may have saved the other.
It makes no sense.
But still, I truly believe that early introduction made the difference for G.
I’m going to put some information together about how we introduced! I hope it helps.