We are heading into week 3 of an elimination diet of gluten in our house, (on top of 3 months of no dairy) and so far, so good. While I hate hate hate the idea of a cup of morning coffee sans half n half, I have resigned myself to coconut milk creamer, and the best thing that I can say about it is that it doesn’t make me gag.
But, the baby is so.much.easier. in temperament when I abstain from the white stuff. If I cheat, it shows up in his diapers (sorry, but awfully true) or in his rumbling tummy approximately 90 minutes later, so after many, many hopeful spoonfuls of yogurt and one terrible iced coffee from McDonald’s, I’ve stopped expecting a sudden miracle cure. Maybe around 6 months.
Juuuust to make life a little trickier (and dinnertime more stressful), we’ve also started cutting grains from our diet, starting with the big-G. Both Dave and I have underactive thyroids, and while our medication works well, I was recently reading some interesting stuff on Kris’ blog that led me to believe perhaps we could be feeling even better. Especially Dave – some of the ‘silent celiac’ symptoms described here are him, to a T.
Now I know it’s so, so obnoxious to jump on the latest dietary bandwagon, and I’m not saying any of us are true celiacs, but I have to say we feel about 1.4 million times better since we’ve stopped eating the stuff.
And, perhaps most importantly to my shallow self, we’ve both seen awesome results on the scale. Like, mind blowing results. My poor husband usually gains a bit of baby weight right along with me, and we’ve both been faithful to our workouts this month, but the week we cut out gluten, he lost a whopping 4 pounds in almost as many days, and I lost 5.5 in a week. I almost fell of the scale when I saw the number. And I immediately began texting all my sisters and telling them how ‘I usually have to give birth to put up numbers like that.’
But it’s true! And now for a second week, we’re seeing sustained results. So…what do you think, is there a hideous, wheat-bloating connection here?
*I should note that Joey does get some gluten in his diet still in the form of sprouted bread, which is probably no better than any other bread, but gives me an inflated sense of motherly accomplishment. And he is alloted, per his pediatrician, a mere 12 oz. of dairy per day to offset his sloooooow digestive tract. We bought a bit of lactose free milk over the weekend (I am sorry, this is seriously the worst and most boring post ever. EVER.) and he sucked it down like it was pure sweet nectar and then (seriously) ran around the house mooing. So I guess he does know the difference between cows and coconuts.