When Your Heart Breaks on Valentine’s Day.
I’ve never been a fan of Valentine’s Day. I’ve always thought that if you love someone you should show them by how you act and how your treat them all throughout the year, not just one predetermined day that Hallmark has created into a monstrosity. Today, I really didn’t like Valentine’s Day.
The morning started with the weeone and I heading to a Pediatric Gastroenterologist. You see, the weeone’s a pretty healthy kid. At a month shy of 9 years old, she’s been on antibiotics twice – ever. She has asthma, and I talked all about her need to breathe a couple of years ago. What I never talk about is the acid reflux that often accompanies asthma in kids and that she’s struggled with for several years. Lately, it’s been out of control and today we found out it’s probably not acid reflux she’s been dealing with all this time.
Is this really that big of a deal? Probably not, but there was something about the weeone crying on an exam table because she has to have an Endoscopy and 24 hour esophageal probe inserted. There was something about her hearing that despite being of normal weight because of all the GI issues, she needs to lose weight. There was something about the perfect little weeone not being so perfect that was hard to hear on Valentine’s Day.
The toughest…while sorting through her stash of Valentine candy from her school friends tonight she made a “I can definitely eat this”pile and a “the Gastro would say I shouldn’t eat this” pile. Oh, and there was a “mom loves this candy” pile too. Sweet kid.
Food’s about to change in this house. It’s a good thing for both of us and I know we try to eat pretty healthy as it is, but some things are going to become definite no-go foods and there will be lots of new things I’m sure we’ll try as a result of all of this.
Is this really that big of a deal? Definitely not, but there was something about Valentine’s Day this year.