"How are you doing?" my husband asked.
I frowned. I had just been thinking about how comprised I felt being 9 1/2 weeks pregnant and how it reminded me of when I used to eat gluten.
I'm not complaining. (Well, maybe a little.) I want this baby. This is a choice. I know how blessed I am to have an awesome husband, two amazing daughters and the opportunity to have one more. I do.
But now that I have experienced outrageous relief on my Paleo diet in my body, I'm a bit floored at how it feels to have a body working this hard again just to get through the day. This time it's for a good cause, but before it was just to survive the diet I was feeding it.
I'm having a revelation here.
Once I went Paleo I never looked back. Well, maybe I peeked, but it was just a quickl look and I never really meant it. I've talked before about how magnesium supplements cured my cravings for chocolate and how I'm so gluten and rice intolerant I don't even want to cheat...
...so when junk food cravings hit me with a brick now that I'm pregnant I was floored.
I like the easy Paleo stuff.