
About a year ago we were at a birthday party in the park when cupcakes were being distributed. Just as one was coming around to Mamie, I cut off the hand that was going to feed her.
"She can't have that," I said.
"Why what's wrong with her?," a woman asked, mildly pissed. The notes in her voice suggested that she thought I was an anti-sugar person (I'm drinking a sugary Coke right now -- I believe in the power of sugar) and didn't want my kid to get all juiced up on the cane.
People whipped their heads around to see what I was going to say to this woman, ready to duck and cover because when I get mad, well, you wouldn't like me when I get mad. But I didn't get mad. I just explained that Mamie has a milk protein allergy, which she will most likely outgrow by her 4th birthday. The woman was very apologetic and I let it go. Then I took the cupcake for myself.
People tell me all the time how "sorry" they are that Mamie can't eat dairy. Then I show them Mamie's belly, full from the foods she can eat. No, she can't have pizza or ice cream, but she doesn't know from these things. She eats fruits, vegetables (yes, even kale) and soy milk. She eats chicken and carrots and frozen Shepard's Pie. There's soy yogurt, and Amy's Organic meals (a staple in our house), spaghetti and even cupcakes that I make without milk (that she doesn't even want, anyway.) It's really not such a big deal. I mean, I can't eat seafood. (Don't feel sorry for me!)
See, every kid has their something. And this is just ours. It's really not that big of a deal to bring special snacks to birthday parties or to avoid pizzerias for now. In fact, the last party we went to I brought a non-dairy poptart for Mamie when the kids ate their cake--- and guess what the birthday girl wanted? Yep, Mamie's non-dairy poptart.
This is just how it is now. She'll outgrow the allergy in a few years. And then it's pizza every day if she wants. If she even wants it. Who knows?