I know it is pathetic, but I started crying in Fred Meyer this afternoon. I just was so overwhelmed with all that Parker and I are/will be missing, and burst into tears. I just never realized how much I love food. I love Krispy Kreme donuts, and everything bagels with dill cream cheese. I love the Old Spaghetti Factory and Togos #24 sandwiches. Do they even make GF sourdough rolls? If they do, they probably taste nothing like real sourdough bread (my absolute favorite type of bread). I want to eat french toast from Denny's, pizza from Willow Street, and black licorice.
But then I realize that I am feeling sorry for myself. I actually am beginning to feel better today. I made myself a YUMMY gf pizza for dinner, and found the joy in warm banana bread with Parker. I remind myself that if I continue to eat gluten, that I am 40-100x more likely to develop intestinal cancer, and all of a sudden...donuts seem pretty unimportant.
Tomorrow is another GF day...but I am vowing to do it with a smile.
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Sending many ((Hugs)) and loves!!
{MWAH!}
I know how you feel, but it gets easier! I don't feel like my family is missing out anymore. Being gluten-free inspires you to cook more creatively and more often! I have a son too, possibly two in June.
Just another way that God perfectly designed you to be Parker's Mom! Your knowledge on the subject in such a short span of time is impressive. Hang in there. Love - Us Crawfords
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