Noah’s celiac story is probably like your child’s: in retrospect, it all makes sense. For us, it was slow and insidious. Noah’s official journey began in 2015 when he was diagnosed with celiac at age 7. He was born healthy, but was hospitalized at 2 weeks old with an anal abscess. As scary as that was, we knew Noah would be fine after surgery. Little did we know, an unrelated issue was to come. At age 3, Noah started having tantrums, complained of fatigue, and became extra clingy. He was iffy about his new baby brother, so we assumed it was all just the ‘frightening threes.’ Preschool and kindergarten went well, and Noah no longer complained of fatigue. In first grade, however, Noah was suddenly the shortest in class and his teacher noticed some focus issues. He also reported occasional headaches and leg pains. Looking back, Noah had that telltale distended belly. Second grade was going alright until a trip to the ER for severe stomach pains. An x-ray showed that Noah had major constipation, and his pediatrician suggested stool softeners, more water, and prunes. After two months without much relief, I sought out a pediatric gastroenterologist from the University of Chicago Celiac Center. Thankfully, we did. After abnormal bloodwork and an endoscopy, Noah was diagnosed with celiac. He is now growing well and only has occasional symptoms. I am beyond grateful that Noah can now live a healthier life, and I’ve created a blog to help other celiac parents.