A few months ago, I told you I was giving up wheat.
Bye bye, bread!
See ya, donuts!
Suck on it, crackers! Wait, that sounds racist…
Anyway. I did give up wheat, and a lot of other grains. My Wheat Belly diet slowly morphed into a sort of modified Paleo Diet (modified in that, I occasionally ate beans, brown rice, quinoa, and dairy) because those recipes are a lot easier to find an adapt.
And it was working, people. Right before we started our first round of IVF, I was down about 25 pounds, without lifting a finger. Seriously, I didn’t exercise once. It was allllll diet. I was thrilled. My chronic knee pain was gone, I was sleeping better, my skin looked awesome, and I got to eat bacon pretty regularly.
But then, per my usual, everything fell apart.
The egg retrieval and recovery kept me off my feet for almost a week, and all I wanted was comfort foods. Then I was stuck in bed for a few more days after the embryo transfer. About a week later, I felt like crap (turns out I was pregnant, but at the time, I thought I had food poisoning) and the only thing I could keep down was saltines. A few weeks (and a miscarriage) later, you’d have to pry the junk food out of my cold, dead, hands.
I eat when I’m bored, and happy, and sad — and I managed to cram all three emotions into a four week period. And gluten was along for the ride.
And now I feel terrible. My knees? Killing me. My skin? Gross. Sleeping well? Eh, not really.
So today I pulled it together, and stocked the fridge with plenty of healthy, grain-free, foods. I threw out the rest of those saltines too, while I was at it. (Also, if you follow me on Pinterest, I apologize in advance for all those Paleo recipes. I’m on a roll, and they all sound so good!) I’m also sugar-, caffeine-, and alcohol-free, again. I have a few weeks before we start our next round of IVF, and I want to be as healthy as possible before we get started.
So please, don’t tempt me with your desserts, or your wine, or your diet soda. But I will take whatever breakfast meats you have available.