Who doesn’t love to talk about food?!
We are so excited to introduce our new IG channel, @thehungrywayfinder. We love to eat. We have the extra pounds and the mom-bod and dad-bod to prove it. Haha!
Food used to be a HUGE part of why we traveled. We actually traveled to Portland for the first time because when we Googled “best US foodie destination”, Portland was near the top of all the lists. Portland was our second stop on our journey and we fell in love, food, and otherwise.
Right before we left to travel the world, in March 2018, I went to a holistic hormone NP and did some blood work. I went to check if my hormones were all OK after finishing baby making and nursing. What came back was surprising- my body was have a serious inflammation issue.
Sure, I was tired. I was dragging sometimes. However, I have five kids! At the time the youngest was not even one. Isn’t it normal to be tired? Isn’t it normal to need a nap every afternoon?
When I was told that my best course of action would be to go gluten-free, I was SHOCKED. I wasn’t all that resistant, just blow away. This was not the news I was looking for. I asked for the reasoning and the “why” I should do this. It was enough to convince me. I had the beginning signs of Hashimoto’s, which is my thyroid reacting to something I’m eating and creating antibodies. These then attack my thyroid. It will turn into a full-blown autoimmune disease, which is not new to my family history.
I didn’t know at first if I needed to go off just gluten or if I would need gluten AND dairy. The NP told me to start with gluten first for three month and then re-test my blood. “But I’m about to travel the world!” I said. We looked up a lab in Portland, where we would be three months later, and I set a date to get retested.
I went home and ate a cookie.
The next week or so was hard. I have a dear friend who is Celiac, so I wasn’t as new to it as some. I knew the main culprits. I immediately texted her and got some advice.
Do you know how hard it was to go to Portland and NOT eat gluten? It was a real test of my will power. Dim Sum, Blue Star Donuts, Bao Bao… the things that were bringing us to Portland in the first place!
Fast forward a few months. My blood work did confirm that eliminating gluten was enough. My inflammation went way down and my thyroid was a much happier organ. I didn’t need a nap everyday!
I didn’t start to notice an actual difference from eating gluten until the day we left Portland. We picked up a box of Blue Star donuts and I ate one! The NP told me a little nibble once a month or so would be OK. Instead, I ate three donuts.
We drove to Pacifica, CA and that night I felt pretty rough. The next day I was a mess! It makes me incredibly foggy, like I’m in that uber-exhausted, I-can’t-make-a-decision state. Kind of like how I am when I have a newborn and haven’t slept for weeks. I also was incredibly tired. I think I slept until 11 am and didn’t know how I would even get out of bed because I was still so tired. Woah. Hello my nemesis, gluten.
Fast forward a couple more months and I started to feel the kids needed to be gluten-free also. Our three-year-old had a skin prick test right before we left (like the week we left) and reacted to gluten, peanuts and egg yolk. We didn’t do much about it since we were moving! We just tried to start taking those things out of his diet when we could.
I kept getting little messages to my soul that the kids needed to try it. So we talked about it as parents and decided we would take everyone gluten-free, except for Chris, for a year. Why not Chris? He went to the same NP and got his blood test back. He had no issues similar to mine.
Presenting it to the kids was rough. The big ones REALLY pushed back. They loved that when I couldn’t eat gluten, they got my portion. They love kid food, which is ALL gluten. However, we knew we couldn’t just make the three-year-old be gluten free. He would feel SO isolated and resentful. He wasn’t old enough to be the outcast with mom and be OK with it.
More importantly, we knew that is quite likely at least one of our kids will or does have the same issue, if not all of them. See skin test results, right? Just because we haven’t tested them doesn’t mean it isn’t there. I’ve had enough friends deal with celiac to know it can be a silent threat.
What we figured:
The result? The three-year-old, Harrison, definitely needs to be gluten-free. Even he knows this. He becomes a hairy, nasty little creature when he gets gluten. He is ornery, tired, has zero inhibitions and just goes around doing whatever his mad little brain says.… no one wants to be around him. We’ve tracked it enough now to know. He knows. He now asks constantly, “Is this gluten-free?” We are also doing our best to avoid peanuts and egg yolk for him, which is much more difficult.
We all get gluten accidentally. It just happens, even with my friends that try to be so vigilant with their kids. I had some mysterious food at an Indian buffet in Bali that I thought was made with chickpea. It was flour. I was like a walking zombie the next day. It was terrible.
Which brings me to….. traveling Asia and being gluten-free!
I’m by NO MEANS an expert. I’ve only been two places internationally so far. I will have to update in a few months when I’ve been more places. However, this is what I’ve learned so far:
What I’ve also learned about other parts of the world from my own research or friends:
What food allergies do you have? How have you dealt with this internationally? Any recommendations for us?
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