Abraham, Abraham, Abraham.

There is so much to be said about my Abraham. I could write for days and days! Unfortunately, I have a few more minutes until one of my boys wake up, so I will write what I can and hopefully continue it later. I wish I was better at doing my monthly posts, but goodness... it's harder than it seems! Life has taken us over the last month and a half and not been kind! I will, maybe, get into more of that later. But we are working our way out of it and trying to enjoy the little things in life!

Abraham is truly an angelic, content little boy. My mom says that Heavenly Father sent me a low-maintenance child because he knew everything I was doing with Jude. THANK YOU!!! I am truly grateful for his mild demeanor. Here we go... everything I can think to share about my boy!

He eats anything and everything. He eats mostly everything Jude eats but we also give him Kerrygold butter and yogurt made out of raw milk. Also, some grass-fed beef and other things that Dan and I may be eating that Jude can't have at the time. He has never had a bite of baby food or grains or processed foods! He eats only organic and as close to the Weston A. Price foundation guidelines as we can. We have learned so much in the last few years with everything that has gone on with Jude. We are doing things a lot differently this time around! We are sticking with meats, vegetables, fruit, dairy, eggs, homemade bone broth and fats for now. He is always happy to eat and never turns food down. Really, he would eat and eat for hours if we let him! After a while, we just stop feeding him because he would never stop. We are so thankful for a good eater with a good appetite! If I make something for Jude and he doesn't finish it, I can always count on Abraham to finish it off. One time I made Jude some broccoli and it fell all over the floor as I was taking it to him. Because of Jude's allergies, I couldn't feed it to him so... I gave it to Abraham! He's still a great little nurser and loves to nurse, but mostly when he's tired. He doesn't love nursing quite as much as Jude did, who would have exclusively nursed for every meal had I let him!

He is a great sleeper! That is another thing I have approached completely differently with Abraham. I didn't even know what a "sleep schedule" or "sleep training" was until Jude was about ten months old! Eek! I reread "Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Child" when I was pregnant with Abraham and reread the applicable parts when he was a few months old. He was not an easy sleeper the first few months of life and had to sleep in my arms. We sleep-trained him at four months old and it has been great ever since! He goes to bed at 6:30 - 7:00 pm and sleeps twelve hours in his bed. I used to rock Jude for what felt like hours/nurse him for hours/rock him next to his crib while nursing standing up! (Why?!) Now I nurse Abraham in bed, take him into the bathroom where his pack n play is where he sleeps, rock him for about 30 seconds and lay him down. Once I lay him down, I will not get him again or look back. I just lay him down and leave. At first he would cry every time but now he usually lays down happily, turns on his side, and sticks his little thumb in his mouth. If he cries, he flips over onto his hands and knees and starts rocking backing forth and moans/sings to himself. It is so great. Then usually sleeps another half-hour to an hour with me in the morning in my bed. So he usually sleeps about 13 hours every night! Then he takes a nap around 10:00 and a nap around 2:00. Sometimes they are only half an hour or so and sometimes they are an hour and a half! I wish he napped longer but I know once he switches to one nap he will sleep longer. It will be so incredibly wonderful when the boys nap during  the same time. Right now they are pretty much on completely opposite schedules!

Dan watched the boys when I work and it has been so great for them. It is always such a bonding experience and I'm so glad Dan has had the opportunity to take care of them for extended periods of time. He will watch Abraham (and Jude) sometimes from first thing in the morning and then put him down for bed at night. He is such a wonderful father and I'm so grateful for him. Abraham has always been a mama's boy and sometimes didn't want to go to Dan as much. After Dan watched him more and more, he really warmed up to him and bonded with him. Here's is Dan's recollection of some of his favorite memories of watching him:

"When I get him out of bed, he just hugs me so tight and rubs the back of my neck and gives me a big squeeze. When we're playing, he'd just crawl over onto my lap and just want me to hold him and lay on me. He loves playing the guitar and every time I play the guitar for him, he gets so excited and comes over and tries to play it and dances and bounces up and down. He would want to come to me more and smile and look at me more after I watched him for those few days. He's so happy and I love teaching him how to crawl and walk and stand. He always likes looking out the back window into the backyard."

Starting around December 20, Dan worked with Abraham and he has been standing up to ten seconds by himself! Yesterday he took his first step after standing on his own! He is crawling so fast. Abraham's favorite thing to do with Jude is probably when Jude gets on his hands and knees too and chases Abraham around. Abraham just starts to giggle and laugh and crawls away as fast as he can. Sometimes when he's crawling and gets going too fast he gets ahead of himself and just plops right onto his tummy.

He is such a social little smiler. Papa calls his "smiles." Anytime someone calls his name, he looks over at them and looks into their eyes and smiles. He is such a happy, pleasant little guy. He has the biggest, darkest eye and the softest cheeks that are just heaven to kiss. When we're holding him we'll say "give me a kiss, Abe" and he'll grab your face with one hand on each side and give us a big open-mouth smooch. It is pretty nice.

We are so grateful to have this little guy in our family. He is such a special little boy and a perfect addition to our little clan. It is so fun (and sad) to see him growing so quickly and see his little personality develop.

That bond.

I've been working every night this week from about 10:45am-8:00pm. Tonight I was running behind, and I told Dan to not wait up for me to put Jude to bed. Earlier this morning I had told Jude I would be home to put him to bed tonight and we would read stories together. (To which he always replies, "a bunch?!" And I reply, "yes, a bunch." To which he replies, "In the family living room?" To which I reply, "Yes, under the lights of the Christmas tree!" And then everyone is happy.)

So Dan told me Jude was very sad that I wasn't going to be home to put him to bed. He is famous for this line... "I want Mommy put me to bed!" (And that is very literal. He's okay with Dan getting him all ready for bed but he wants me to be the one to physically lay him down in his bed. It is so funny.) He kept saying, "Mommy said she would put me to bed!!" And Dan said he was just so down. He told him I got held up at work and was so sorry. They went upstairs and after he brushed his teeth, Jude got a big frown on his face and just BURST into tears as he realized I really wasn't going to be home to put him to bed! 

My heart was literally broken and pained and when Dan told me this I could hardly take it. I showered as quickly as possible and hurried into his room. I stared at the precious little soul who made me a mother with so much love and gratitude. I gently caressed his little tummy and a little hint of a smile appeared on his face when he looked at me as his little eyes eventually opened. I scooped him up and told him that I missed him so. He mumbled a reply. We laid down in our spot in the teepee and he just melted right over me, creating the most delicious tummy sandwich. Both my arms were wrapped around him and his little face was nuzzled up so close to mine. I felt his soft, smooth breaths. I heard his little mouth smack open and shut. I grasped his little body in my arms and felt overwhelmed with the adoring love only a mother understands.

That is what waits for me when I get home. A little boy who absolutely adores me and loves his mama more than anything else. I am so humbled by our tender little relationship. I laid him back down in his bed after squeezing his little body so tight against mine. I leaned over and kissed him. He looked up at me and I told him, "I love you so much, baby." He mumbled back, "I love you." Then I caressed his little face and stole one last kiss. I all but wept inside as I looked down at that beautiful little baby!

Sigh. Working is pretty stinky, but moments like that make it all worth it.

Oh, Jude.

I can't even begin to tell you how funny you are, jude. You made Daddy and I laugh so much tonight. You were so excited when Daddy asked you if you wanted to go with him to "Bass Pro." You were more than willing to leave Trace's house and were telling everyone where you were going. Daddy told me that you were talking nonstop the entire trip. You guys called it your "date." :) he said you asked "are we there yet?" about fifteen times and you screamed out in joy when you saw Bass Pro Shops.

You were excited to tell me about your trip when you got home. You showed me the fishing line and the worms. I made a funny face when you showed me the words and you said, "they're not scary, though, Mom. They're nice. They're sleeping. They're nice to each other in there." 

It's always a process with you goingn BM at night. We usually sit there in the bathroom for at least 20 minutes (usually much longer) while I try to coax you to "push your BM out." After you (finally) went tonight, I got a quarter, nickel, and dime for you to feed your "potty pig." The penny for the potty, the quarter for the BM, and the dime was the extra special one because you didn't want to go but you were brave and you were a big boy and you went (with no squeezey at all!). So you put the penny in, put the quarter in, and then were so excited to put in the extra special dime. You excitedly grabbed it and it bounced out of your fingers and plopped right into the toilet. You had a look of shock on your face as did I. We just looked at each other for a minute and your look of concern turned into alligator tears as you literally BURST into tears. You were so upset! Daddy came running up because he was worried and after a while we consoled you enough and told you it was okay for the dime to go in the sewer system just this once. You were finally convinced it would be okay and you calmed down. 

You had slept from 1:30-5:00 this afternoon but you were still pooped and ready for bed after your busy evening! 

You are so loving and always tell me you love me, you still want to hold my hand when we walk up and down the stairs,  you give me lots of kisses and hugs every day (probably ten of each just today!). I am one lucky mama.

I saw your little boots lying on there tonight after you and Abraham were in bed and the house was quiet and my heart jumped and I smiled as j thought about how one day I will miss seeing those little turquoise boots lying around the house. I just want to bottle up my 2 4/5ths year old Jude and keep you around forever. Sometimes when j tell you you're my baby you say, "I'm not your baby, I'm a boy!!" To which I say, "you will always be my baby!!" There's no getting around it. I love you forever and ever, hundreds, to the moon and back Jude!!!

Jude says...

I just want to have a recorder on me all day Ainu can always remember the priceless things Jude says. He has the most vivid imagination and the most remarkable memory. That boy keeps me on my toes! 

Calls out to me while sitting in the bathroom yesterday, "this gentleman's wipe?" I walked in to the bathroom and he holding a Kleenex tissue. He then told me he wanted to use a gentleman's wipe (as opposed to plain old toilet paper). I still don't know where he got that!

Later that same night, he called out to me randomly, "You a beautiful Mommy."

Dan was reading scriptures with him a few nights ago and talking about how we need to try to be like Jesus. Jude said, "I not want be like Jesus." Dan asked him why and Jude told him, "I want to be like you, Daddy."

We were all standing in the kitchen we Jude said, "we're so blessed to have our own garden and grow food!"

From the back seat of the car, "Someping's on mine arm. I have stretch marks, Mommy?"

And to never be forgotten... Jude has said to me, literally 40 or 50 times today, "Mommy? I love you." "I love you, Mommy."

This boy!!!!

My babies

Oh, Abraham. Earlier today you, Jude, and I were playing in the living room. You were trying to climb up on the couch.  A realization came to me and I started to say in a distressed voice, "oh no, oh no." Jude seemed concerned and asked me what was wrong. I said, "oh no..." again and told Jude that I just realized yesterday was Abraham's eight-month birthday. I wasn't happy. I wasn't proud. I wasn't excited. I was just about to cry. Why? When? How? SERIOUSLY. MAKE IT STOP. This is getting ridiculous. It's upsetting to me because people always say, "They'll be going off to college before you know it." And unfortunately I BELIEVE THEM!!! Can I just quit my job, hire a cook and maid and spend all my time cuddling and giggling with my children? Because seriously... eight-months and almost three?! It's just rude!

Anyways, this post wasn't meant to be a downer. I just want to write some things down before they turn into a forgotten memory!

Oh, Abe. I really dropped the ball on your monthly posts and photo shoots. You are growing so fast and I couldn't keep up! On Saturday, October 11, you said "na-na" clear as day when we were feeding you a banana! We even tested you and took it away and you said it again! Daddy and I were both there and it's undeniable that you knew what you were saying! You say "mama" when you want me, and you have (maybe) said "dada" a couple times, too! You love your Daddy though. Whenever you first see him you get the biggest smile on your face and you won't take your eyes off of him. You just grin and anything he does makes you giggle. You are so smart and intuitive. You love your brother, Jude, but still get a little weary if you can't see me when you're together. Whenever you are upset or sad, though, I am the one you want! You will cry and then as soon as I'm holding you, you are better. Within the last couple weeks, you have developed some stranger anxiety. But you are still the most well-natured, peaceful little boy!

You are really mobile and can get anywhere you want to go with your army crawl. Within the last few weeks, you have started to get up on your hands and knees but you aren't real interested in it. I think because you can move so efficiently with your army crawl. You stood up onto the dishwasher all by yourself about three weeks ago. I was so excited and proud of you! We still take naps together sometimes in the afternoon and I love it soo much. You are eating a few things - organic banana/avocado/blueberries, soft-boiled egg yolks from free range, local, backyard hens, homemade bone broth, and some of Jude's turkey sausage and chicken. Sometimes sweet potatoes, too. You love it all! You have a voracious appetite and still love to nurse. You get a little upset if you sit at the table and aren't eating or if we stop feeding you before you're done. You always surprise us with how much you eat!

Whenever you do a new trick that you really had to work at like climbing over something or launching yourself onto your hands and knees, you get a big smile on your face and are so proud of yourself.

And Jude, you are...

Something.

Really something! You are incredibly smart. You have a vivid imagination. You are constantly telling made-up stories with the conviction like they just happened. You spend a lot of time just playing by yourself, usually with different household items as opposed to toys. It's either the wagon, the recycling bin, Dad's tools, the couch, our bed (your firetruck), kitchen utensils, etc. You are so creative and never get bored. You've watched TV a couple times on desperate occasion and once I told you we don't watch TV because "your brain's still developing." A few weeks later (without ever having mentioned it again), you walked into the living room and noticed the TV and asked me, "my brain's still developing?" Once I told you that it was, you just said "okay," and went on to doing something else. (You obviously wanted to watch something on TV but were okay with the fact that you couldn't because your brain was still developing.) Your memory is baffling.

A few months after our summer trip, we had rented a book from library about dolphins. We picked it up to read it and you said, "those dolphins?" I told you they were and boy did you have a story to tell.

"I went on ship. I climbed up big stairs. I saw Mimi and Papa sitting up on top. Mimi and Papa saw dolphins jumping out in water. We went Canada. We saw flags. We looked at things..."

Literally two months later after not having talked about this experience since, you recounted the whole situation to me!

You literally know the whole passage of food from when you put it into your mouth to its final resting place in the sewer system! It is so amazing and funny.

"I eat food. Goes down esophagus. Digests in my tummy. Goes in testines. Testines do peristalsis. Turns into BM. I push. Goes in toilet. Goes down pipes. Goes under street. Goes sewer system."

It's the best. Especially when you do the motion with your hand like it's squeezing down and you say over and over again, "peristalsis, peristalsis, peristalsis." It is the best.

You love Daddy so much. I have realized there is a direct correlation between how you are feeling and how much you see Daddy. If you don't see Dan for a day or two (or more!), you get a little cranky and down. And then as soon as you spend some time with him, you are back to you happy self.

You still love to talk about the moon. You love tractors and construction sites. You love roads and bridges and tunnels and trains. You love to go on walks around the loop and pull Abraham around in the wagon. You love your friends (Trace, Ella, Nathan, Sammy, Tim...lol)

Man, you two. I absolutely love you whole-heartedly, to the moon and back, forever and ever... HUNDREDS! ;) Thank you for being my babies and loving me and needing me and playing with me and giving me lots of hugs and kisses every day. You make my life complete!

"Take heart."

Conference weekend in October is one of my very favorite times of year. It marks the beginning of a magical and pleasant season filled with pumpkins, slow cooker soups, turkeys, friends, family, football, and of course- Christmas. It is my favorite time of year. Conference helps me realign my life with what truly matters and "get back to the center." (It's a stretch, but I had to quote the beloved Anthony Green.) 

Before I share my answered prayers from Conference, a little side note. As j was watching the Mormon Tabernacle Choir sing so exuberantly, I imagined Anthony Green, Max Bemis, Jesse Lacey, and the other greats standing in the MoTab Choir in the millennium singing the songs of the Restoration and...

My heart was full. (Seriously?! How great is that?!)

Okay, back to more serious things. Here is what I was blessed to receive during the few and far between moments I could half-way pay attention during Conference.

(I wrote the following the day of Conference.)

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Just like the single mother in the days of Christ, "feast" upon the words of Christ and he will likewise feed and nourish my children and myself.

I can not imagine a greater gift. I struggle over the daily battle of trying to nourish my children. I prepare for a meal, they eat, we clean up and then it's time to plan and prepare for the next one. There are few jobs I can imagine that are more meaningful that me spending my time truly nourishing my children. Trying to do that properly has been weighing down on my soul. I've needed help. I need help. I came to conference with that desperate plea deep in my soul for help. Although I didn't have the energy or time to really pray as fervently as I probably should have or come to conference really "prepared," it was deep in my heart and I yearned for help.

Although I had hoped my answer would come as a recipe and detailed plan of exactly what I needed to do and how to care for my child, the "answers" or comfort or guidance I needed was given to me as a quiet thought and impression. 

How can I assist my child to physically "feast" upon nourishing foods under my hands if I am not "feasting" upon the words of Christ myself? I know that as I feast upon the words of Christ consistently in my home every day, I will be guided to know how to feed my children both spiritually and physically. As I fill my home and my life with the powerful Spirit of God, I will be given the guidance I desire to know those details that I so desperately need to know. I will be made more than I naturally am and be able to do more than I naturally could to help my children. When I am discouraged and down, I can draw upon that Spirit that is abundant in my home to comfort me, lead me, and guide me to what I need to know. 

As my sweet friend said to me in Instagram after I posted about how I'd been having a hard time lately, "Take heart." (Quoting the words of Elder Holland)

I will take heart. I will move forward and not if, but when, the winds of trouble blow through my little home, I will stand strong with my two sons in my arms, unmoved and unwavering.

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BIG EoE update!!

Well, this post is long overdue. But I'm excited to be writing it now and just want to spill everything out as thoroughly and clearly as I can. Everything is

          falling

               into

                    place

and I am grateful, humbled, overwhelmed, anxious, and pretty much everything else I could be. But this isn't about me... it's about...

JUDE! I just glanced at my last post (and an email I sent out to family and friends) so I will update from there.

(For those of you who did not get the email, I will attach it here because it's a good synopsis of where we were:

Hello dear friends and family! 

As you all know, we are battling a nasty allergic autoimmune disease with Jude (Eosinophilic Esophagitis). I think you all know bits and pieces, but I want to share an update and ask for your help.

His last EGD (or "scope") was PERFECT. Thank you for all your encouragement and prayers! The only problem is, he was on a steroid prior to that EGD, which heals the erosive esophagitis and inflammation in his throat. (We had been trying to avoid it up to that point, as it's kind of like "cheating." He could still be eating "unsafe" foods but look perfectly clear due to the steroid. But the steroid is not healthy to be on long-term [or even short-term, really]). Although his diet was drastically more limited, it had been over a year that his throat was damaged and we were desperate for healing. 

Well, he has been off the steroid for several months now. So, this next EGD is the true test. Right now his diet consists of all fruits, all vegetables, chicken, turkey, olive oil, and sugar. If this next EGD appears clear and the biopsy returns no eosinophils (white blood cells that shouldn't be there at all) then we KNOW all those foods are safe. That would be an incredibly HUGE step as it would give us a large foundation to be the basis of his diet and start adding foods to. (It can sometimes take YEARS for these kids to get this many foods on their "safe" list.)

We have felt so guided in this journey and are making lots of important decisions through the guidance of the Spirit. We have learned that Heavenly Father truly guides us to receive revelation and inspiration to help our children and puts people in our lives that we need.

Last EGD, I had some friends and family pray and fast in his behalf. I felt the power and support in that but believe there is so much morepower that can be utilized. Much has happened since then and I have witnessed first-hand a literal healing through faith, prayers, and the power of the priesthood. Healings occurred in the times of Jesus. Healings occurred in the times of the pioneers. And now I truly know that healings occur today, and just as miraculously. I am fervently asking you all to join me with your faith and call upon the powers of heaven and pray for Jude...that he will heal, that his scope will be clear, and that we will be able to move forward. I have faith in your faith. I believe that God is ready and willing to bless us, but many times he is waiting for us to ask. Please pray for this precious little child. Please fast for him or include him in your fasts. I know that the priesthood is real and so are the desperate pleas of a mother. 

I so appreciate all your love and support. We are excited to move forward and form our army of faith for our truly angelic little child that fills our days with so much joy. We have an appointment with his gastroenterologist on September 20th and will schedule the EGD for shortly after that. I will let you all know the exact date when I find out.

We truly love you all and are so blessed to have you in our lives. Thank you for standing behind us!!!!

Love,

Rachael (and Dan, Jude, and Abraham)

Moving on...

A couple months ago, we began introducing our "new foods," which were ginger, cilantro, basil, garlic, and hemp hearts. I have continued to study different approaches for healing through diet, spoken with some other EoE moms, and just been constantly praying and pondering and trying to figure out what to do. I started to get nervous about his next EGD. He had an appointment with Dr. Brigman on September 22 and an EGD to be done later that week. A month or so before the appointment, I decided to take him off all his new foods because I was afraid his EGD would not be clear (because he had been given the steroid the last time it was clear, which is kind of like cheating, in order to heal). I thought the risk was too high to have all the foods he was already eating, be off the steroid, and introduce the new foods previously listed.

If the EGD was not clear, we would be in such a hard place. What is causing the eosinophilic reaction?! Is it the "normal" diet he has been on, the lack of steroid, or the "new foods?!" I felt there were too many unknowns and answering these questions would be extremely difficult. I thought that if he was just on his original diet of turkey, chicken, fruits, vegetables, olive oil, sugar, and salt and pepper, then that would be a really strong foundation and if we could just KNOW that he was 100% clear on those, that would be such an incredible base to move forward with.

So, the morning of the appointment came. I had butterflies in my stomach like I was getting ready for a big date or a job interview. Soo much had changed. Last time I had spoken with Dr. Brigman, we had agreed to introduce beans, potatoes, and rice.

NOW... I had completely shot that idea down and decided to introduce other, weird-ish foods. (Some of which he had not even been allergy tested for, because they don't normally test for those foods). Then I just took him off all new foods altogether. I had called her (Jude's gastroenterologist) a few months back telling her I was considering the GAPS diet and asked her for her opinion. She said it's "not appropriate" and meant for children with Autism. Although I did not have her approval, we have moved forward and are still committed to doing the GAPS diet. I had taken Jude off his Nexium without her approval. I researched the drug and did not feel good about keeping him on it. (If you are interested in the details of this, let me know and we can talk about it). I also completely weaned him off his prescribed Milk of Magnesia and Miralax to help with his "constipation" issues. I had also decided to wean Jude off of his Neocate formula. This has been his main source of nutrition for over a year and a major crutch for me not having to worry so much about him getting balanced nutrition through food. Oftentimes he would just drink a cup of Neocate and barely eat a thing for a meal.

So, I was nervous. I felt like I was defying her wishes and paving my own way and I was worried about how I would be able to explain myself. I felt confident and sure in the decisions we had made and the way we were moving forward, but if it came down to any sort of discussion where she was on the other side, I would not be able to defend myself against a physician who really knew her stuff. I prayed that I would be able to express myself and that we would be able to have a clear conversation. I prayed fervently that I would know what I was supposed to do to help Jude. I wasn't quite sure what path that was and I was desperate to get some answers and clarity. I oftentimes feel like I am Jude's gastroenterologist, dietitian, and allergist because I am the one really defining his plan of care, choosing the foods we will introduce, monitoring his symptoms and adjusting his diet as needed, and even performing mini allergy skin tests at home. We see the doctors every few months and they pretty much just agree with what I say and tell me to keep on going. They don't have a lot of "answers" because everyone approaches this condition so differently. It has been extremely overwhelming for me to feel the weight of having to care for my child and feel like his health is dependent on my efforts. I have in many ways put this great load upon the Lord and asked him to help me because it's obvious I can't do it on my own.

I prayed that whatever the outcome was, that I would feel sure about the path we were supposed to take. We waited in the doctor's office and watched the construction site from the fifth floor window. We studied the picture of the GI pathway on the back of the door. Dr. Brigman walked in and the conversation began. I just kind of word-vomited everything we had/had not been doing. I told her everything I just told you and also about how well he is doing clinically. He had only thrown up once in the last several months (and that was driving on a windy road), he hadn't complained of his throat or stomach hurting in over a month, he has a good appetite, and he has had a normal bowel movement every day for the past several weeks completely on his own. He was doing incredibly well.

She looked down at her paper and then looked up at me, "And he's not even on the Nexium?!"

"No... I said."

To which she replied, "I have chills. I'm speechless. I am so impressed by everything you've done."

Boom. Fireworks.

As we continued to talk, she said several times how proud she was of us and how excited and impressed she is with how well he is doing. As I continued to explain to her about our plan for Jude, she kept saying, "I feel so good about this."

I'm pretty sure at one point I saw tears in her eyes. I told her how I got nervous and took him off his new foods. We talked about how he could, clinically, he looks perfect and how he is on an extremely low-risk diet with no risky foods and we stick to it 100% and never fudge. She said that she did not share my same concerns about the steroid "cheating" on his healing and healing him falsely. She said that the steroid just "seals the deal" and if he was ingesting anything that was irritating to him, he would not have had a COMPLETELY PERFECT scope like he did. She said that she is as fairly certain (as much as she can be) that he is still perfect on the inside and that it was not necessary to do a scope right now and put him through that "just to be sure." She really felt that he was still doing very well internally and it would be prudent for us to introduce a few new foods, monitor him closely for any reactions, and then scope him again  in the Spring, a year from his previous scope.

Hello! Game changer.

It took me a little while to absorb it all, but as I mentioned, I have been very prayerful about all this and prayed specifically that the doctor's appointment would go well and I would feel good about a decision and be able to move forward.

I felt good about this. And heaven knows she did. She had tears in her eyes for goodness sakes. I truly feel that my prayers were answered through her. Heavenly Father knew that I needed that confirmation. I can do all the studying I want and feel good about things myself and have the support of my family and friends, but I still just really needed that support from his doctor. Someone I trust. I needed an experienced gastroenterologist to say, YES, PUT HIM ON THE GAPS DIET. YES, INTRODUCE HEMP HEARTS AND FERMENTED COD LIVER OIL. YES, KEEP HIM OFF HIS NEXIUM. YES, WEAN HIM OFF HIS FORMULA. (All these decisions that she previously did not support).

I truly believe that she was touched by the Spirit to "feel so good" about all this so that she could support me and I could feel confident enough to move forward.

So, no EGD right now. We are introducing hemp hearts first because as we are weaning off his Neocate he is lacking a lot of nutrition and he needs that nutritious "milk."

That same week, a couple other things happened that reinforced to me that this decision was right. People were placed in my path as little angels to help me along the way. I could not and can not deny that my prayers were very clearly answered and that we are moving forward in the right direction. That feels good!

There is a lot more I want to share and a lot that has happened since all this, but that is for another day! My prayers were answered. Your prayers in my behalf were felt and appreciated and answered.

Thank you.
THANK YOU.

We are excited to move forward and I will try to post again soon with more updates!