Over the past few months I haven’t felt like myself. I lost my desire to work out and eat healthy, I’m tired all the time and… I’ve gained back about 20 of the pounds I worked so hard to get off and keep off.

In the beginning, I thought it was because I wasn’t pushing myself… but this felt deeper than just lacking motivation. I started seeing a new therapist who told me that I was in a state of constant, “fight-or-flight mode” which was causing my body to possibly have adrenal fatigue.

My therapist taught me that I needed to start looking at life and everything in it differently… that I needed to change my thoughts and my actions (hence the tone of some of my recent blog posts). It was at this time that I finally decided to make an appointment with a naturopath… one that also happened to be recommended by a few of the women in my infertility support group (might as well kill two birds with one stone, right?).

After talking with my new doctor for over an hour, I left her office with something I hadn’t felt in a while… hope. Hope that she was going to be the one to finally help me figure myself out physically, mentally and, well… spiritually (something I’m starting to buy into).

She wanted to take about 10 tubes of my blood (because I certainly don’t give it willingly, I’m a hard stick and I hate needles!) so she could run a slew of tests. Well, yesterday we finally went over the results. She said that if all she knew about me was what my blood work said, she would think that I am someone who is perfectly capable of getting pregnant, providing that I work on lowering my high cortisol levels (among other things), as cortisol and progesterone are directly related to getting and maintaining a pregnancy. She also gave me a treatment plan… one that includes no fruit or grains for the forseeable future, as I have some inflammation that needs calming down.

So, here we are… beginning another chapter in my journey from bagels to beets. Stick around… I know I will 😘