Rewind five or so years and I would be the first to admit that I was incredibly sceptical about so called food intolerances. Gluten free, dairy free, coeliac…surely it’s just people being fussy. Last week I had a stark reminder that actually food intolerances do exist and hey, what do you know, I have one!
First, a warning. The photo further down the page is not pretty! It’s also important to point out that there is no camera trickery in these shots and they are only two days apart (my boyfriend will vouch for this once he picks himself up off the floor following the shock…).
If you’ve been following my blog, you’ll know that I recently went to a lovely wedding at The Crab & Lobster in which I freely ate dairy for the first time since discovering I am intolerant (only around six weeks). I honestly didn’t know what to expect. Since around the third week of my dairy free lifestyle, I’ve seen huge improvements in my gut health; minimal bloating and no stomach pains. So, when I didn’t feel an instant impact from eating dairy at the wedding, I was quietly optimistic and thought that maybe dairy isn’t my nemesis after all and it was just coincidence that my stomach had got a lot better since cutting it out.
How wrong was I?! Two days after eating dairy and I was back to square one. The uncomfortable and embarrassing cramps were back and I felt that oh too familiar stretching feeling in my stomach. Not only that, but it actually impacted my mood and energy levels too. I really enjoy my job but I found myself struggling to get out of bed in the morning and not wanting to be at work.
By day five (bearing in mind I went straight back to being dairy free after the wedding), this was me….
Full blown six months pregnant! It was so so uncomfortable and unsurprisingly made me feel like absolute crap!
Two days later and this is me…
Not 100% back to normal but a million times better than the days previous.
Put the pictures side by side and it’s hard to believe the photos are only two days apart!
So the cynical me is firmly back in her box. Turns out there is such a thing as dairy / gluten / yeast etc. etc. intolerances! One positive that I’m taking from this: at least if I ever have children, the skin on my stomach is already used to stretching so in theory I shouldn’t suffer too badly from the dreaded stretch marks!!