"Hold on, Mommy's taking you to the hospital right now," I said. I sped to the nearest hospital in less than ten minutes.

As I pulled into the ER, Wilhelm's face was already breaking out in hives. He had begun clawing at himself, scratching red marks into his pale skin. I hurried to unbuckle him and whisked him inside, moving swiftly toward the emergency desk.

Immediately, a doctor came forward and asked, "What happened?

"Food allergy," I said with anxiety.

"Lay him on that bed over there," said the doctor.

I stepped aside and called Wren while the medical team got to work. My voice was shaky with panic as...