I'll pray for you Bronwyn.
An intro for the new people, and to refresh those who have forgotten:
I'm Caitlin. I'm married to Brian with an "i", and we live in New England. Brian and I were baptized when we were 19, after taking the discussions together, and we got married later that year, at 20. We are now 24. We have two boys, Gabriel who just turned 3, and nine-month-old Teddy, who just started walking. (Yay!) We just found out that Gabriel and I are gluten-intolerant and corn-intolerant, and I have Teddy on a GF corn-free diet, too, proactively, JIC. Oh and I'm a SAHM. Brian works in the financial sector. Yeah, we're capitalists. But we don't bite, really. And we believe in simple living. Yeah, go figure.
We do non-coercive parenting (as best we know how), unschooling, continuum concept parenting, and fairly non-interventive, holisitic healthcare. (If it's not broken don't fix it, yk?) I tend to think food, faith, and feelings can heal pretty much anything, although that may be easier said than done. I am really excited to hopefully UC our next baby (we'll see), but we plan to wait a few years for me to regain my health after the ravages of the (not professionally diagnosed) celiac disease.
I am actually considering going to the doctor about the gluten-intolerance/celiac disease, to get that official diagnosis, but my gut tells me, stay away. What would an official diagnosis do for me? Nothing. I can heal my body with food, faith, and by healing my emotions and energy. I guess there's just a part of me that wants to have credence for the MD-believers who remain skeptical until they hear "what the doctor said".
I think I need to learn better boundaries, just keeping our own business to ourselves, so that we don't have to qualify anything we say, but I have a hard time with keeping mum. I'm pretty chatty and open I guess.
It is raining outside right now, reminding me of fall, and I love it. I love Fall.
Just not so much Winter.