“You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth” Kahlil Gibran
This week I’ve finally been brave enough to trial soya. And it failed because Pixie was poorly, and therefore when Elfin had nigh on identical symptoms it was impossible for us to be certain of the cause. So she didn’t necessarily fail the test, we just couldn’t be sure. There was a massive vom about 30 hours post test, but we had the same with Pixie the night before. Except hers was neon pink from the Calpol she’d just had. Yay.
I gave it a couple of days and had another go, feeling mildly confident. And I’ve ended up feeling like I’ve poisoned my baby girl. As I write on my phone she’s finally crashed out – for the night hopefully – but she’s really struggled this evening. And I’ve felt so horribly guilty. I took this photo when she finally stopped screaming, right before she went off.
There’s not been anything absolute this time, just reflux and very obvious discomfort so far. But that’s enough for me to know I won’t be eating soya for a while longer yet.