But I don't act 40

So, I turned 40 on Saturday.
Turned out to be not that big of a deal.

The day started out with hugs and kisses from my boys. J couldn't wait for me to open up my presents and I wasn't gonna turn away presents!

C made breakfast which included a HUGE mushroom and cheese omelet for me. YUM.

Then everyone promptly left the kitchen and headed outside. Back to reality for me.

I then baked my own birthday cake. A Betty Crocker gluten free devil's food cake in my new giant cupcake pan. I did not have enough batter to completely fill the bottom half of the cupcake so the end result looked more like a short mushroom rather than a GIANT cupcake... oh well. It tasted awesome.

That evening, we went to our niece's 6th birthday party. After singing "happy birthday" to her, the group proceeded to sing it to me... with me having to sing "I'm forty years old..." Turns out, I'm not afraid of public singing. Who knew?

The Perfect Hormonal Storm

Three things happened this week:
1) I was diagnosed with Celiac Disease
2) My "Aunt Flo" came for her monthly visit
3) I turned 39


Obviously, I was an emotional crying mess for most of the week. Not because I turned 39. That number does not bother me. Not eating pasta, bread, pizza, and pretty much everything else I love bothers the hell out of me.


I started to understand the gravity of being gluten-free on Saturday when we went to our niece's birthday party. The only things I could eat there was fruit, olives, pickles and corn chips. No chili, no sub sandwich, no dips, no cake. I was quite hungry by the time I got home and while warming up plain white rice for dinner, I melted down. I couldn't hold back the tears any more.

C was understanding and consoling. He went and got my big chocolate birthday cake and MADE me eat a piece. Man it was good, but I paid for it with pains a half-hour later.


At fellowship after church on Sunday, my only gluten-free food choices were grapes. The boys scarfed down brownies, cakes, crackers and cookies, while I dreamed of all the weight I will loose.


My parents came up to spend the afternoon and mom brought up all kinds of gluten-free foods that I can eat. So thoughtful.





My friend CA sent me more gluten-free foods for my birthday. Tears came to my eyes when I realized what was in the box--food I can actually eat!

I am waiting to meet with the nutritionist on the 20th. C doesn't want me to quit "cold turkey". I'm just confused. I need clarification. And a bagel.