It's random, lovely, full of misspelled words and terrible punctuation. It's about me, Erin, my family and friends, in real life. There's sugar but no sugar coating.
"Come what may, and love it!......Yet in spite of discouragement and adversity, those who are happiest seem to have a way of learning from difficult times, becoming stronger, wiser, and happier as a result." ~ Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin
September 22, 2010
It could be celiacs and I wanna be a loser.
So, some things might be changing around here.
Heath just got blood taken yesterday to see if he has celiacs disease (gluten intolerance).
Basically we're pretty sure he has it.
He has a lot of the same symptoms his Dad and sister had before they stopped eating gluten.
A little while ago I made cheese enchiladas with whole wheat tortillas and I added wheat germ (which was optional in the recipe). So basically gluten on gluten mixed with gluten.
Heath was up for two hours during the night sick. Sick as a dog. He describes it as battery acid.
I'll let you figure it out from there.
I did some research today.
It started with what kind of food storage can you have for someone with celiacs.
I know, I'm a geek.
Also, I'm in a biggest loser competition.
Last week I lost 5 pounds which made me the biggest loser for the week.
I have immunity for next week as long as I don't gain.
I really really really couldn't believe it because the week before I only lost 2 lbs. and there were people losing like 10 lbs.
Anyway, I'd like to lose about 20 more pounds.
I went running Tuesday but was stopped and told I should turn around because there was a bear.
A bear?...yep, definitely turning around.
Asher has occupation therapy 3 times a week.
His arm and shoulder seem to be getting stronger all the time and I'm just amazed.
He really likes to have his splint on. He's pretty nervous without it.
It's true that Asher dances like his grandpa Papa.
He's a Grad student. He makes pots. He likes hunting and hanging out with his boys. You can visit his blog at www.checkoutmyblogatmyblog.blogspot.com (or click the picture).
"We artist are indestructible, even in a prison cell or a concentration camp I would be almighty in my own world of art. Even if I had to paint my pictures with my wet tongue on the dusty floor of my cell." - Pablo Picasso
Asher helps me develop faith. He has a nerve injury on his right arm. He also has trouble gaining weight. He sees an occupational therapist 2 times a week. He is sweet and shy but has a funny personality.
this is our story.
i called him. he said yes. he kissed me. i said, "i love you." he said, "i like you twelve." (that equals i love you.) he said "will you?" i said, "yes". we got married. he started school. we had noah. i became a mom. he became an artist. we moved to pa. he became a grad student. then came asher and i became the mom of 2. we moved back to utah. he became a teacher. me? the mom of three. we are happy. we are blessed.
Children are made readers on the laps of their parents. - Emily Buchwald