How to protect your children in today’s health landscape — a plea to parents


by Robyn O’Brien, founder, Allergy Kids Foundation.

The landscape of children’s health has changed. If you have any doubt whatsoever, ask your grandmother. Did she have friends juggling breast cancer and play dates? What about autism and allergies? ADHD and diabetes?

And while there were other things that they worried about, as parents today, we sit beside each other on the sidelines of soccer fields, in concert recitals or in the pews at church, and with few words spoken, we understand that things have changed.

Today, 46 kids are diagnosed with cancer every day. It is the leading cause of death by disease in children under the age of fifteen. Diabetes, obesity, asthma and food allergies are a tsunami of conditions raining down on the health of our children. And autism now impacts 1 in 88 American children.

Our grandmothers weren’t navigating these statistics. We know that it hasn’t always been this way. And we see firsthand how hard it can be, as we share the heartache of a friend, witness the grief of a sister or help a neighbor struggling with the cost of care. We say our prayers at night, grateful for the blessings we have received and mindful of how quickly things can change. Continue reading

The hidden cost of cheap food and how to “Be the change”

by Hala Flores

I used to be on the dark side; shopping for the cheapest groceries without any consideration for quality, source of food, etc…UNTIL…

I realized that cheap low quality Frankenstein poison sprayed food had a huge hidden cost on all levels that I was also paying for… paying for it with my health and the health of my children. Our health was terrible… we got sick very frequently, we had all types of allergies. What depressed me the most was the contradictions and hypocrisy I was living in… educated and a professional in environmental engineering, but unfortunately quickly realizing that my college education failed to show me how to protect my environment. Continue reading