Welcome to “More than a Kitchen.” Why the name? Because we all know that a kitchen is more than just a source of food. It’s where every relative somehow ends up mingling on Christmas Eve. It’s where deep discussions of faith occur. It’s where the wounded child runs to find his mom. It’s where lessons are learned. It’s where friendships are formed. It’s where the tears flow. It’s where lacking is noticed and blessings abound. And yes, I suppose it’s also where the food comes from. And hopefully some mighty-good meals.
What comes from your kitchen?
I’m so excited to share with you some recipes I’ve created, and some I’ve stumbled upon. My sewing machine just so happens to be around the corner from the kitchen, so some creations from that will be shared as well. Along with some tips, tricks, and experiments from my designer’s mind.
Speaking of my mind, here’s a little bit about me…
I remember being ill pretty frequently when I was a child. I would wake up in the middle of the night and rush to the bathroom, praying, “Lord, let the pain go away. Lord, let the pain go away…” I left school (which was an unexplainable source of anxiety) after 7th grade, and was homeschooled for 2 years. After visiting the doctor, the chiropractor, and a homeopathic doctor, I was informally diagnosed with Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS). My health seemed to improve, but I’d still have flair ups every now and then.
My stomach issues seemed to be on the back burner throughout my college years. However, I did seem to pick up sinus infections, bronchitis, and strep throat like it was my job. And I started getting migraines that would affect my vision and knock me out for much of the day.
Near the end of 2011, I was experiencing some big life changes, and I was also experiencing mouth sores that made it painful to talk, eat, or move my mouth in general. I would get this mouthful of canker sores every month, and they’d last about a week.
In the beginning of 2012, I was taken to the ER because of severe stomach pain. I ended up having a ruptured follicle (similar to an ovarian cyst). Before I was discharged, a nurse casually mentioned, “Your blood sugar was REALLY low when you came in this morning.” We got to talking about my migraines, and she said that could be the result of my sugar rising and falling. I had never been told I had low blood sugar levels in the past, so it was a surprise to me. She suggested I started eating a hypoglycemic diet… lots of protein and equal carbs, every two hours or so throughout the day. So eat, I did. I’ve always been a healthy eater… lots of veggies, fruits, nuts, whole grains, soy milk, healthy meats. …And the occasional handful of chips or crackers, and certainly the bowl of ice cream in the evening.
After getting the mouth sores (which were sometimes accompanied by nasty migraines) for about 6 or 7 months, my doctor suggested I see an allergist and a nutritionist. I was given the results of the allergy test immediately. I was not surprised to see that I was allergic to nearly every tree, weed, and blade of grass that God created, but I WAS surprised to see the handful of foods that I’m sensitive to. I didn’t want to go the shot route, so I took the results to a nutritionist. She suggested I cut out all foods that I tested “sensitive” to. And the list was: gluten… soy… potatoes… oats… apples… cherries… nuts… (please refer to the “I’ve always been a healthy eater” sentence in the paragraph above).
To make a long story short, I began the journey of cutting all of these foods out of my diet, cold turkey! I worked on finding other options for the new official hypoglycemic diet I was on. [To anyone struggling with allergy or blood sugar issues: I highly suggest you spend the money to see a nutritionist a few times. It was well worth it, and it put my mind at ease. Plus, I kind of had a “buddy” to walk with me through it all. And if you’re like me, you’ll find someone awesome who will call you the week of your wedding to make sure you’ve got your wedding day diet all planned out. I brought a cooler full of fruit and hard-boiled eggs and Greek yogurt in the limo.]
It’s been over a year since I started my new diet. I’ve had one migraine, and three or four little canker sores. Praise Jesus that He gave me an exit to the madness, and blessed me with wise medical professionals.
So, here I am. Gluten-free. Soy-free. Oat-free. Nut-free. Usually potato-free. And most importantly, migraine-free.
I’ve still got issues, but I trust that Jesus is working on me day by day.
Aside from food, health, and good eatin’ (which obviously inspired much of this blog), my other passions are interior design, architecture, crafting, photography, sewing, and most importantly my dear family and my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. I’m passionate about His heart for those in need, and I hope to reflect Him.
Oh! And one more extremely important detail. Paul and I began our journey of marriage in March of 2013. And he’ll naturally be woven into much of this site, so you might as well meet him now.
I pray that the Lord blesses you through my words, and maybe even my knitting and cooking 🙂