“Gee, that IS hard. Good luck, Mom.”
Those words were as hard to leave with as the challenge we came into the nutritionist’s office with. Good luck, Mom? Good luck? Mom?!
The mom was me, and I was hoping for a little more than a well-wish for that kind of money. The complexities of feeding a child with multiple (multiple and growing) food allergies left my son underweight and undernourished.
Almost malnourished, the doctors said to our amazement. And yet, the nutritionist said, “Good luck.”
Not the kind of comfort, nor lack of information, I was looking for. It’s hard to homeschool if you lose the child to malnutrition.
So, when the Samaritan’s Purse recently sent their newsletter, my heart broke. Especially when I saw the information about the therapeutic feeding program.
It was challenging enough to feed a borderline malnourished child here in America when everything he ate twice in a week gave him hives. I can’t imagine how parents must feel in countries where there are no specialty food shops across the river.
When we needed variety, we could find it. It wasn’t easy; it wasn’t inexpensive; but it was doable. What about for those to whom it isn’t even possible?
Are you in position to help Samaritan’s Purse? If so, every bite, every sip is a lifesaver.
I like eating and I like feeding.
What do you like best about food?