I LOVE to cook. My fondest childhood memories center around either the kitchen or the dinner table. Culturally, I think we’ve made a shift from that. We eat in front of the tv with our phones permanently attached to our hands as we shove processed food into our months and blink periodically. That sounds extreme and harsh, I get it. We are so busy. We are so over stimulated. I too want to turn on the tv and watch mindless drivel. And eat French fries, and pizza, and drink soda.
I have stomach problems (an ulcer from way back when) and I have the most ridiculous amount of allergies. About two years ago, I was having migraines 2-3 times a week. A WEEK. If you’ve never had a migraine, thank your lucky stars, because they are horrible. They were debilitating. Kept going to the doctor, because that was a unaverage amount of migraines, and they kept trying to push pills at me.
I don’t like that we have a pill for everything. There are symptoms and side effects that we truly don’t know about with all these medicines and i was afraid of that. So, pills were out for me. I turned to google, and blogs, and articles about people who suffer from chronic migraines and some of the potential causes. The leading culprit, Nitrates.
After going on an elimination diet (start with basics and adding things back in slowly to monitor biological response) that was it! It was the nitrates. I of course went and had a full allergy panel done (my allergies include: potatoes, corn, pineapple, mango, kiwi, blackberries, raspberries, the list goes on and on). So, you can imagine, the relationship I had with food had to change. And recently, I made a conscious choice to exclude all dairy, except butter. Butter is bae.
Turning 30 has terrified me for as long as I can remember. There has always been pressure, internal and external, to have it all together by 30. Have your home with a white picket fence, your 2.5 children, and your dog, of course. Keep your home, your husband, and yourself grounded. That is so much pressure!
I have agonized over turning this age for so many years and now that it’s here, I feel so empowered. I feel this keen sense of awareness of who I am. I finally feel like I have found my voice. The pressures from my 20s are long gone. Now I truly feel like an adult woman making decisions that will shape my life and happiness based on my own parameters!
Now, it’s about figuring out what to do with it. I am not simply my husband’s wife, or my mother’s daughter. There is so much to me that I have yet to learn, but I no longer look at 30 as the end of an era, but the dawn of a new age (pun intended). I’m a newlywed-ish (married for 2.5 years) and dog momma to a spoiled rotten chihuahua named Tyne. We are working on the kid situation and hopefully when the time is right, that will be another chapter I can share with y’all!
I don’t have it figured out and I’m no expert. I am however, real and honest. I want to share my real life with you, not some made up version, and I want to be honest with you about what I struggle with, what I like, and what I don’t like. We are constantly fed these picture perfect images that can desensitize us to real life. I don’t want to go it alone, and you don’t have to either.
So that’s it, for now. That’s a bit about me.