I know that a lot of you guys that read my blog aren’t as worried about the foods we eat as I am. I don’t really even consider myself a “healthnut”, because I don’t eat what many people consider “healthfoods”, like soy protien bars. I don’t avoid animal fats or any fats (except hydrogenated and refined oils) because fat is necessary and healthy for the body. Read Udo Erasmus Fats that Heal, Fats that Kill for more on that.
We eat whole foods. Meat that has only been cut into pieces, not processed or flavor-added. Vegetables fresh, only occassionally maybe frozen. Fresh fruit. The most processed things I eat are products that are made from rice flour– things I bake or rice pasta. The only thing I eat out of a box is rice pasta or couscous on occasion.
Of course a lot of this has been driven by Ada’s food intolerances, but we were already of the mind that the food we eat has more to do with our health than genetics or germs, and so her sensitive gut and immune system just amplified my point of view.
So, I’m not trying to sound like a judgemental, snooty, health nut, but it actually turns my stomach that someone at a park gave Azita Combos and she ate them. When I read the ingredients of those things it drives me nuts. I was talking to a Fayetteville chick named Anca the other day and she said that she hadn’t seen a supermarket until she was 13, growing up in Romania, and that it doesn’t feel right to her that food should come out of a box. It doesn’t seem like food.
I grew up on the boxed junk, but I feel the same way. It doesn’t feel like food because it is barely food! So that rant aside, there is a bigger issue.
Why would someone give a kid food without asking their parents? But it happens all the time. Before Ada was born it wasn’t as big of a deal, but it was still annoyed that people, some who knew how we felt about artificially colored candy with corn syrup, and some who didn’t would give Azita stuff all the time without asking.
People have serious control issues when it comes to giving treats to kids. So I was running after Ada and Azita wasn’t with this mom for more than a minute before she popped the food in her mouth. And we were in a decently contained fenced in area— it’s not like Azita wasn’t being watched. I talked to the mom, chatted with her, explained that the baby is very sensitive to gluten and dairy and so I’m sorry if Azita asked for her food, she sometimes gets excited about something she knows we don’t bring in the house.
And then mom said, “No, don’t worry about it, we brought enough to share.” So I assume Azita asked first but I don’t even really know. And I didn’t want to make a big deal about it, but what if it had been peanuts (or any other substance a kid is allergic to– peanuts actually aren’t more common than others, they are less common but get the most press) to a kid in risk of experiancing anaphylaxsis!
I know the mom is trying to be nice, but plain and simple, it isn’t safe or considerate to give a kid food without asking.
If it had been Ada I would have 2 weeks of horrible sleep, skin bumps and diarrhea on my hands. I’ve gotten the looks, especially from women who look more like their kids are grown, middle-aged and older, that I’m depriving my kids when I ask them not to give it them. But that’s a whole other issue— why is food *that* important, that it’s a deprivation, when there are SOOOO many things you can eat in lieu of something else.
I don’t in general like confrontation and when I need to tell someone how I feel and I know they won’t agree, I get nervous. My heart beats, I slightly shake, my voice gets quivery.
One time a lady at Sam’s giving out samples gave Azita some junky pre-made pasta dish after we had gone gluten free (but it had corn syrup and MSG and preservatives in it, so it wasn’t even the gluten I was worried about). I threw it out, gently of course, but she was still upset.
We had moved on at that point, so I told Payman I’d be back in a minute and went and told the woman that she shouldn’t ever give a kid food without asking the parents.
“I was standing right there and you had no reason to hand it to her instead!”, I said.
She argued with me and said no there isn’t anything allergic in there. Which is abot the dumbest statement because a person can be allergic to anything– the top 8 allergens are just the most common. You can be allergic to honeydew melon and sulfites and polyester, even.
I picked up the box, showed her the “wheat starch” in the ingredients and said “My kid is in tears now and its because of you,” and walked off.
It takes alot to make me that confrontational.
Long story short, just friggin’ ask the parents. Sheesh.