My journey with food has taken over my life and I’m okay with that. 

It’s a rough life for an eight year old that can’t eat pizza and ice cream. All those birthday parties with cake? Forget it! I was mom-diagnosed lactose interolerant when I was eight. I tried Lactaid pills for a while, but ultimately would have needed four pills for one scoop of vanilla. For 10 years… Continue reading My journey with food has taken over my life and I’m okay with that.