The irony.

Last night we had our lovely freerange chicken roasted with lovely organic roasted butternut squash, a different variety from what I have in the past bought from supermarkets, and organic carrots and spring veg. All very lovely and eaten with delight and gusto.

Come 3amish I am scratching like a maniac and thinking "Uh-oh" one trip to the bathroom confirms it; yep, I have bumpy skin, otherwise known as hives. My arms were worst affected with the hives; my back, thighs, knees, ribs and stomach covered in an itchy prickly rash. The hives have gone now and I'm just left with a very itchy rash which has spread up my torso and I can feel my face starting to tingle. Blah.

I avoided breastfeeding the little one this morning because, daft as it kinda sounds, I'm not sure if I can pass on the allergy through my breastmilk and so far the little man is unaffected. I shall google in a minute and see if I can find out...

The irony that it is organic veg that has done this to me is something I'm deliberately not pondering, although some quarters have found it quite amusing :P.

Afraid I haven't made it to the post office today Sarah, clothes make the itching worst, so I'm wearing as little as is decent to do so. I'll try and get to the post office in the next few days, probably Thursday.