My sweetheart and I had an interesting conversation recently about how we expect, yes I typed correctly expect, people in our children's lives to deal with our children's allergies.
He seems to understand people's doubt and minimizing our explanation of our boys life threatening allergies. I, on the other hand, am completely intolerant of it. There, I said it. When it comes to my children and their ability breathe or not- yes, I am completely intolerant of people's lack of understanding and unwillingness to get educated.
My honey says he recalls ten years ago when our niece was diagnosed with celiac disease. He says he remembers my sister in law fretting over every morsel our niece put in her mouth, he remembers her dictating where we could or could not eat, and how it controlled her every thought. He said honestly, "I was young and uneducated and I just did not get it. I thought she was just being overprotective and exaggerating the seriousness of it because she is an overprotective mother." Poor cutie he married me, a fun loving girl who then became a complete overprotective tigress of a mother... the children's life threatening allergies only exacerbate this tendency in me- they honestly did not cause it.
Contrastingly, when my niece was diagnosed I remember researching everything I could about celiac disease. I got myself completely educated on what it was and how it would impact her life. I even searched for recipes to share with my mother in law so she could create safe dishes for her. So, I guess it stands to reason that I expect everyone to do the same thing for us. When people do not understand my boys’ needs, it hurts me deeply. It makes me angry. It makes me feel that because they do not understand… then they do not love my children enough. Perhaps this is wrong (many in my family say it is wrong), but regardless of right or wrong, it is how I feel. Please understand I do not refer to strangers on the street, people I work with... I mean family and close friends. I would go out of my way for them, for a perfect stranger in need I would go out of my way, so I feel if they loved my children and me they would reciprocate.
My darling hubby says it is wrong to have such high expectations of others. Perhaps he is right, but this is my children's LIVES, and I cannot seem to control that this is how I feel with conviction- period.
When people bend over backwards for my children it makes me feel they get the gravity of the situation. I am literally moved to tears when a restaurant works hard to make everything safe. I recently had a close friend ensure a safe environment for our boys at Halloween. ALL of the candy was safe for the boys at the party. Everything! Words cannot explain the gratitude. But, when people put the boys in harms way, words cannot explain the deep anger, the fear, the anxiety, and the hurt.
My oldest baby is pretty good at knowing what is safe, and what is not. My beautiful little man remembers his last anaphylactic reaction clearly. He is honestly petrified of it happening again. Sadly, at such a young age he understands life and death decisions. He has even said that sometimes epi pens are not given fast enough. I worry about him. A LOT. He still is under the impression that he can run from ants when he sees them, not understanding that they can get inside your pants legs before you even knew they were there....but, the fact that he has a healthy fear of another reaction makes me feel I can trust him a little more at gatherings/parties.
Our little busy "B", however has absolutely no understanding of the life and death decisions involved in his food choices. He was 18 months the last time he had something with eggs in it and thankfully does not remember it. "B" LOVES to eat too. So, it is typical of him to try to eat something from someone’s plate, the table, or the counter. I am petrified of going to parties/gatherings with him and I usually stay there and smile and try to carry on conversations while fighting the internal urge to rip them away from the party to keep them both safe.
|My beautiful little man happily playing. Below is the exact same day.|
What is your opinion on other people's understanding and accommodating your babies life threatening needs? I would love to hear your point of view.