Today while we were waiting for Daddy to get home from work, the kids and I sat around in the family room just hanging out. Boogie came over to me in the chair and cuddled up next to me and I realized that I finally feel like I have my girl back.
We have been on quite a journey, this Beauty and I.
Last year I noticed that Boogie was getting increasingly angry and aggressive with us. She was mean and angry a lot and it seemed out of character to me. Then she started having these crazy tantrums. One little thing would set her off and she became completely unglued. Throwing things. Screaming. Hitting me and Daddy. I couldn't talk her down. I have ALWAYS been able to talk her down
People told me I needed to set better boundaries with her. I wasn't being strict enough.
I felt that something was really wrong. The way my baby was acting did not match her heart. My Boogie has always been kind hearted and compassionate to a fault. I couldn't reconcile that girl with the one that was screaming at me and raging out of control.
I began to express my concern to a few people. I heard theories of bipolar and oppositional defiance disorder. I googled and read. I was terrified but I knew that whatever it was we would get through it. I just knew something was off.
Things got worse. The rages were happening all the time. She was refusing to go to school. I was afraid when I was alone with all the kids because it was too much for me to handle alone and manage the other kids. She never acted out at school but at home she was a nightmare.
I cried all the time. I felt hopeless. I felt like a horrible mom. I felt alone. I felt like I was in hell.
I began to read about food allergies. I googled gluten intolerance and behavior. There was not a ton of info out there but enough to make me think I was on the right track. I kept food journals. I started noticing things. When she was in a rage her eyes were dilated. She also started doing some nervous tics. She was beginning to have ibs like symptoms. Her eyes were puffy and her face looked dark to me.
I decided, after a particularly grueling, agonizing week that we were cutting out gluten. Daddy thought I was crazy. CRAZY. I told him to just let me try. I also got her in therapy.
Things started to calm down. We still had some rages here and there but I knew that it could take awhile to see results. I could tell when she cheated.
Then one night she had pasta. She was fine at first. Told me I was wrong and she obviously wasn't allergic. Then almost 24 hrs later she threw up. She had eaten normally the whole day and just finished dinner. What came up first? The pasta she had eaten 24 hours earlier. Completely undigested. It was crazy! After than night she was on board...Daddy was too.
I spoke with an allergist earlier this year about our history and he says it is very likely that she has celiac. We have not had her tested yet but we are very vigilant to read labels. She knows all the code words for hidden gluten.
When people find out we are gluten free they say things like "Oh I could never do that". Let me tell you, if you were losing your child before your very eyes you would do it in a heartbeat. I will never look back. It is worth every sacrifice I make and every donut not eaten. I NEVER want to go back there. I know that people think I can be extreme with our food but it is only because I am a believer in how the wrong food can mess up your body. I have seen it first hand. I use to let Buddy and Baby cheat occasionally until I started noticing that Baby was overly emotional on the days of her class parties. So now no one cheats.
We have still had some lingering digestive issues with her so I have taken her off of corn and dairy for the time being and finally things are calming down. I will let her slowly introduce them at a later date and see how she tolerates them but as this point I want her body to have a chance to heal. She is also taking a good probiotic and we are experimenting with fermented foods. Lucky for me she is pretty adventurous food-wise.
I asked her if I could post our story. At first she said no. She was embarrassed. I told her that the gluten was making her have the rages and that anyone that knew her would know that is not who she is. Then we talked about how putting our story out there might help some mom and some kid some day and she agreed.
Since we made the change I have seen similar stories online. We are not the only ones. I would hate for any parent to have to go through what we went through. Hopefully, someone googling for help like I did will fall upon this post and find a possible answer.
Boogie loves school this year. She is ready for school on time every day. She does her homework without being asked and is getting straight A's. She loves to help me in the kitchen and is always happy to go outside with Buddy or do some therapy with Bunny. She is quite the fashionista and is usually styled and accessorized from head to toe.
Does she still sass me from time to time? Absolutely. She is 8. Practically a teenager. I will take the sass over the rages anytime.
I am so so glad to have my girl back.