Our Food Journey Part 2

    The last of my four children threw me for a loop. She could eat tomatoes like none other in the summer, but if she touched a raw tomato during the winter she would break out in a rash.  She handled nursing just fine but when I stopped nursing her at 18 months she couldn't do dairy anymore. She could eat grains with gluten but if she touched red or white wheat she would vomit. And then one day she stopped digesting her food. She chewed, she swallowed, and that's what she pooped. So what does one do at that point? Panic!! 

I'd spent the last five years or so studying nutrition, diets, and human anatomy in my own spare time as a fascinating hobby(and possible addiction after having such poor health). So I took the knowledge I had gained at that point in time about digestion, prebiotics, probiotics, digestive enzymes, etc. and applied it all. We got her back to 60% digestion but still something was missing. On my own I lacked the answers. 

Thankfully there is a loving Heavenly Father who knows all things and is there waiting to guide us. All we have to do is turn to him, and believe he will answer the pleadings of our humble heart. Around the time that we had achieved 60% digestion for my youngest, I felt prompted to attend a nutrition class I had not planned on attending (the prompting came about an hour prior to the class starting). During the class, a yeast cleanse diet was mentioned. My naive thought was "Oh, we don't have issues with that!" Then the Spirit chided me and I wrote down every detail I could about the diet with a resolve to contact the clinic and find out more. Less than a week later I found the number for the clinic and called. I ended up with one frustrating phone call. The clinic wouldn't tell me anything at all. When they asked what our diet currently was like, I explained it was minimally processed and a variation of the Weston A. Price diet with a good deal of Ann Wigmore. They said, "Your diet is great. There's nothing we can do for you." In despair I hung up, and hung my head. At that point I felt God say, "Talk to me. I will help you." I had done my part, now He would do His, and He did!

To continue "Our Food Journey" read: PART 3

If you missed the beginning part of "Our Food Journey" go back and read: PART 1