An American Living in Australia

1.  When seeing dead kangaroos on the side of the road becomes normal and you wonder if you’ve lost your heart. You tell yourself they’re just like deer. And that somehow makes you feel a little bit better.

2.  You get ready to go night shopping. Cause you’re busy during the day working and such. Only to find all the stores are closed. And on the weekends you can forget sleeping in. Cause if you need to eat and couldn’t buy your food at night during the week those stores you like close as early as 1pm. Consider yourself lucky if they stay open until 3 pm. Like what do you even do at night? Shop not.

3.  When spider killing becomes a sport where you have to decide your best weapon and seriously consider running around your neighborhood to gather backup support because you can’t see any other way. Actually someone just needs to do away with it for you. Would calling 911 be better though cause you don’t have to leave the intruder all alone only to have it go missing. Would one spray can of Raid even phase this thing?! Glad we’re stocked up.

4.  When you want to order 2 of everything you want on the menu at a restaurant cause have you seen those portion sizes? Appetizer status. Spend a small fortune (for real??) and then end up going home and eating everything in sight anyway. Decide you’ll never eat out again.

5.  When it’s summer and your house doesn’t have ac. No one’s house does. And most days you survive. But some days you suffocate. Fans just don’t cut it people. You cannot stand to cook so fruit is looking better than ever. You end up driving around to find stores that have ac. Is ac even a thing here? Let’s just road trip across the country right now cause at least our car is on board. And you’re lying in bed at night and you can’t sleep cause the sheets are getting wet with your own sweat. And intimacy is out of the question. Don’t even touch me. Every pore of my body is weeping. Just don’t.

6.  You realize that everyone still hangs their clothes outside on a clothesline. To dry. Oh that’s nice. I did that in the early 90’s with my mom. Pretty sure it’s illegal now where I’m from. Written into every lease agreement and HOA. NO CLOTHES WILL BE HUNG OUTSIDE. Cause no one wants to see your clean clothes blowing in the wind. An eyesore. It might save some energy or something. Be better for the environment. Yes, that’s it.

7.  Not all of the kangaroos you see will be roadkill. You might even witness a baby kangaroo hopping down the street right in front of your own house and you can’t even believe your eyes. And there’s no time to document it cause by then it’s already hopped away.

8.  You end up loving Australia so much that you can’t even bear the thought of leaving. And it quickly becomes your home away from home.

♥️ Written by Brittany ♥️

This is February 2017

This is my first post since being back in the USA. We only arrived 6 months ago. A blog post every 1/2 year might be a bit much. Apologies to anyone out there who thinks I write too often. 2016 was quite the year for my family. Financial downward spiral and black hole. The glorious birth of our first child. Moving countries with a 3 month old. And now we are in the middle of the immigration process for my husband. Which takes quite a lot of time. Which makes us more patient people? Hopefully he will be able to get work authorization within the next few months. We’re hopeful for April, but thinking it will probably be more like May. Which in the grand scheme of things isn’t toooo far away, hey hey? Eh? Having money to exist is so overrated anyway. I’m sure we can all agree there.

I have plans to work on the blog more as I have too many thoughts and reflections and ideas of things I’d like to jot down and mull over. I want to talk about food and health and makeup and products I love for the three of us and motherhood and pregnancy and birth and everything really, let’s be serious. I’m leaning toward my next post being about my tips on preparing the body for pregnancy and getting it into a more fertile state. In my early twenties my health was declining more and more with each new year. By age 25 I thought I might not ever be able to have children with everything that was going on physically. I felt betrayed by my own body and felt like I was never going to get better. That I would be miserable until the day I died and secretly wished that the day I die must come sooner rather than later. I am not dramatic at all guys – just so you know. But then I learned A LOT. I made some drastic changes regarding my diet and lifestyle that have made me substantially healthier which in turn prepared my body for childbearing. A great consequence if you ask me. I was not very confident at first that my body would be able to get/be pregnant very easily at all. I was quite surprised and even shocked that I was able to get pregnant the exact first month of wanting to try for a baby. And I feel that so many women can reverse a lot of infertility issues with specific things they can do themselves to change things around. I will share some of my thoughts on the topic soon.

Gosh I miss Australia. Geelong. Torquay. Ocean Grove. Melbourne. We initially thought that we would live in Australia long term as in like forever. I had my house that for once really seemed like my home. I typically don’t live in the same place long enough for the dwelling to feel like much of anything let alone a real home that feels cozy and inviting. Oh how I miss the crisp fresh air amidst the multitude of birds chirping and the near constant breeze blowing. And the sight of the white sailboats dotting the bay. As much as I miss it I know deep down that my family is better suited for living in my country instead of Trent’s. So I will accept that fate and as the years pass and as we age and grow old together I will simply remember our little home in a country far, far away that we once lived in and dreamed in and laughed in and cried in.


The house we left behind


A sunset from our front porch


Trent’s view out the windows of his work overlooking the Geelong waterfront


Barwon Heads


In this life you must learn how to change and change often. Many things are never constant. In fact most things aren’t. My family has lots of goals we want to accomplish in 2017 and also for 2018. If we meet even a couple of our goals I will be satisfied. As long as we are making goals and striving to achieve great things then that is really all that matters. Be better today than you were yesterday. Even if it’s a minuscule amount of better. God understands. He knows. He catches us when we are falling. And goodness knows falling is a commonality.

Trent has been enjoying his first winter with snow and I am happy that Utah has shown him lots of white this year since he’s never seen it before. Our little man is already 9 months. Wasn’t it just yesterday I thought I was dying during labor? As of a month ago he’s decided he isn’t fond of his bottles any longer. “Drink your milk” is uttered 73418 times per day. Annnnnd then there are solids. Or there are supposed to be solids. He doesn’t believe in solids other than avocado and orange things (think pumpkin, squash, sweet potato), and peanut butter and absolutely nothing else…..yet. He’s got 2 front bottom teeth and loads of blonde hair. He loves to crawl and laughs about anything and everything. His first word was Mama. Dada soon followed.

Next month both Trent and I will be turning the big 3 – 0. Yes we share the same birthday month. And birthday year. So here’s to new beginnings as we enter our thirties in March and our little boy turns 1 in April. Gasp!!!

Hoping to write more soon. I hope you will have/are having a blessed day!


Detox Your Lifeeeeee

Firstly, I shall like to announce the winner of my Otto’s Cassava Flour giveaway, Nicole in NSW. Congratulations goes out to her!

You may have noticed that Making Natural the Norm has been a bit quiet lately…at least with any new posts for a while. This is because I have spent much of my time recently establishing my home as a place where chemicals are no longer welcome. For many reasons. Getting ready for littles to start joining our family is a big reason. And it has taken me a long time to get to this point of realization that the word ‘clean’ does not have to be synonymous with antibacterial, disinfect, sanitize, so on and so forth. Golly! Do you realize how hard it is to detox your home?! It is pretty dang hard guys. Especially when you want to do everything perfectly because you are a perfectionist and you only accept perfectionism. Haha!

BUT the reality is this. Clearly you cannot eliminate every single chemical you come in contact with because well, we do inhabit the planet of Earth and said planet is well…a tad bit contaminated. We have to breathe. Just the other day I was walking through the mall and the scent of overpowering fragrances almost knocked me flat out dead on the floor. As I exited the mall for some ahem, “fresh air”, all I could smell was cigarette smoke. Oy vay. Not to even mention the fact that my own little backyard in my own little home is on a busy, busy street (think freeway, highway, thoroughfare…ok you got it). So I am always torn between opening up the windows for some here we go again, “fresh air”, or just leaving them shut. And then there’s the tap water. To drink or not to drink? And the times that you don’t take your shoes off right at the front door and proceed to walk around your house with shoes on. Oh the INSANITY! I mean…how COULD you?!

As you might have already guessed, trust my husband to help me reel in my perfectionism on this whole detoxing your life thing. He has told me that I can only detox my life as far as what I am in control of personally, and well, that is all. Ahhhhhhhhhh what?!?!! Whyyyyyyy? I seriously didn’t know this. Glad to be in the know now. 😉

After much trial and error, here is the list of chemical-filled items that I/we have said goodbye to:

  • Shampoo/Conditioner/Body wash/Soaps in the shower that are not natural except for one product (Trent insists on keeping his chemical shampoo)…I will also continue to use Dove Extra Sensitive bar soap for washing my skin afflicted with sores/eczema as it is quite literally the ONLY thing I have found that doesn’t sting/burn in those areas.
  • Hand soap
  • Liquid dish soap and dishwasher tablets
  • Deodorant (For me at least, Trent prefers to continue to use his spray can of deodorant)
  • Lotion
  • Air fresheners and candles
  • Perfume
  • Cottonelle wipes
  • Cleaning/Disinfecting wipes
  • Floor wipes
  • Wet Ones wipes
  • Toilet bowl cleaner
  • Shower cleaner
  • Toothpaste/Mouthwash/Floss
  • Feminine hygiene pads
  • Makeup……yep……finally…….I’ve overhauled my totally toxic makeup to include ONLY ORGANIC ITEMS. HUGE PERSONAL ACHIEVEMENT. Will be posting a lot about makeup in the future so stay tuned you beauty fanatics. 😉
  • Crawling/flying pest spray for indoors and outdoors…and let me tell ya, we have a TON of pests
  • Laundry – After much debate, I have decided against going completely chemical free for my washing. However, I am more conscious now as to what I will and will not use. When our kids arrive to the planet, I will wash their clothes in Seventh Generation or something similar. However, for Trent and I, chemicals will remain in some of the products we use in the laundry room.

Sooooo minus the laundry, basically I have either switched out a “bad” product for a “good” product or have completely eliminated using the product at all.

I will eventually get around to putting up what I am using now instead as well as how I am doing my house cleaning. I hope it is something that will be of interest to you. 🙂

I am a firm advocate in that a healthy lifestyle does not entirely have to do with diet. There is so much more to life than food.

Until next time,


Otto’s Cassava Flour Review


EXCITING NEWS FOR AUSTRALIA!!! We have teamed up with Australian distributor Pantry Innovations and are now an affiliate with them which means you can buy Otto’s Cassava Flour directly from Making Natural the Norm! I have placed the links on both the top AND bottom of each page in order for you to easily do so. I am also happy to send my affiliate link to anyone via email, etc. My hope is that everyone who has food allergies/sensitivities or who must eat an elimination diet to control disease or who simply wants to improve their own health knows about Otto’s Cassava Flour and has the chance to try it out for themselves and fall in love with it just like Trent and I have.

Sooooo…..let’s get straight to the point. What is it?

Otto’s Cassava Flour is a gluten-free, grain-free, nut-free flour with the taste and texture of wheat flour! There really is no way to tell the difference. The best part is that it subs 1:1 in recipes…how easy is that?! I must say that it literally has the SAME TASTE AND TEXTURE as regular flour! Take that coconut flour and almond meal/flour!

Cassava is a root vegetable grown in over 90 countries and is a staple food for people across Africa, Asia, and Latin America. It also goes by the name yuca. It is a whole food; the entire root minus the peel. It is the whole root; peeled, dried, and ground.

Why Otto’s Cassava Flour?

Other cassava flours begin as cassava peeled by hand and fermented in the sun. Fermentation is not a bad thing, but it adds a considerably sour flavor and smell to the flour. Sun drying is impossible to regulate and leads to varying levels of humidity in the flour that can then lead to mold. The smell and taste of sun-dried cassava flour is often described as “sour”, “fermented”, or “musty”.  Not so of Otto’s Cassava Flour. It is thoroughly peeled, dried, and ground into wonderfully consistent, delicious flour that you can count on cup after cup. It is completely unique from the traditionally milled cassava flours on the market.

Is cassava flour the same as tapioca flour/starch?

No. Tapioca is the bleached and extracted starch of the cassava root. Otto’s Cassava Flour is a whole food! Again, it is the whole root; peeled, dried, and ground. Otto’s Cassava Flour and tapioca flour/starch have very different actions in both baking and your digestive system.

The words of myself – We were so so SO happy to try out Otto’s Cassava Flour. We made tortillas first and were entirely blown away by how it seemed as if we were eating an actual wheat tortilla! I was very concerned about how my tummy would react after consuming and I am thrilled to report that I had NO bloating or upset stomach AT ALL. This in and of itself has me dancing around with pure joy. If you are anything like me, consuming coconut flour or almond meal/flour must be done in very small quantities or I feel very sick which is no fun. Try it out for yourself and I can guarantee you will agree it is a pantry staple.

The words of my husband – We were lucky enough to receive a free bag of Otto’s Cassava Flour to try and experiment with and have been cooking with it ever since. We have even stocked up with more bags! Wraps, tortillas, and two amazing chicken rolls later we have decided we have a new must-have ingredient! The flour was very easy to cook with and is very easy to fold or shape into a wrap or into a pie crust, pizza crust, you name it. I can also see bread coming back into my life. I am not quite sure how I would describe the taste. I can only say it has a mild flavor with no after taste but the flour is as filling as any other flour and really can be substituted in any recipe.

Ordering through the links on my website Making Natural the Norm is only for Australian residents. If you live in the United States and want to order you can do so from the following website (also a great place for anyone to go to get some recipes and more info):

Be sure to let me know what you think of Otto’s Cassava Flour if you decide to order through my website and support me in my blogging efforts 😉

So you lucky Australians… in all of the excitement I am going to be doing a GIVEAWAY!!!

Be sure to check Facebook and/or Instagram within this coming week to enter to win 1 free bag of Otto’s Cassava Flour as well as a surprise! 🙂


Brittany Talks – Journey to Find Health

Hi there,

I thought that it might help me to try to talk about my health journey in addition to writing it down which I have done so in my About section of this blog. The more we can share our stories and connect with others, the less alienated we feel.


Whew! To put into words my experiences was a lot harder than I had expected. Note all of the ummms. Sometimes I wonder if the past decade of my life wasn’t as stressful as it was if I would not be in the health situation I am in now. My father got very ill once I graduated high school when I was age 18 and had to be on kidney dialysis. I started college. I watched as my father got closer and closer to death. I got married at age 21. I will never forget how feeble and weak my father was as he walked me down the aisle at my wedding. He died when I was 22. I graduated with my Bachelor’s degree at age 23. I filed for divorce later that year at age 23 after only 2.5 years of marriage. Right before turning 24 I was in a car accident that totaled my car. My depression was at its worst from ages 23-26. At ages 24-26 my mother had multiple surgeries on her heart because it is failing. At age 26 I finally booked my first appointment with a functional medicine doctor and ended up completely changing my diet and lifestyle practically overnight. At age 26 I met the love of my life Trent. At age 27 we got married. I am now 28.

I strongly believe that in a lot of health cases, stress and traumatic events can in and of itself send our bodies into a debilitating state which is what happened to me. Add that to a lifestyle with minimal sleep and poor dietary choices and a recipe for disaster gets brewing.

I am in a certain sense grateful for my past and what it has taught me. I now take pretty darn good care of myself as far as what I eat and drink. I am mindful of how many hours of sleep I am getting each night. I do try not to be a stress maniac but that is probably my biggest battle. It really did take me hitting rock bottom in order for me to wake up and realize that I needed to listen to my body and find real help. My husband’s health has improved as well as he takes on this journey with me. Bless him. And if we one day find ourselves with children I have a much better understanding of what is healthy and what is not in which I can pass that knowledge onto them.

All is never lost if we keep hope alive. Though there may be moments or even years with nonexistent faith in a better day ahead whatever your circumstance, those who keep fighting in retrospect say that the fight was worth it. I am one of those people.

The motto of the past decade of my life is this: If you let Him, God will turn your messes into masterpieces.


Trent’s Intro

Hello readers, thank you for waiting so eagerly for my first post 🙂 My first post is just going to be an introduction. I’m Trent, Brittany’s husband (you may have seen me cleaning up muffins on Instagram @makingnaturalthenorm). I also made an about page if you just click on the about tab upper left and then click on about Trent. Brittany and I decided it would be interesting for me to write up some posts from my point of view. I am hoping my thoughts will give an insight into what it is like for me (and maybe your husband/boyfriend too) changing to the paleo and AIP lifestyle.

There may be some posts about my health too as recently I’ve been unwell. For the past few years I’ve had more frequent cases of upset stomach than what would be considered normal and a few weeks ago I was sick for almost a week unable to keep anything in so now we are researching functional medicine doctors as close to home as possible. I have an appointment with one in Melbourne but it is not for another month. Depending upon what we discover will determine if it is interesting and relatable enough to write about. So far I’ve had some blood taken for tests and given 2 stool samples to be checked for a number of different things. I should be getting the results back fairly soon.

Before I got married my diet was very much focused on easy meals (pasta and jarred sauce) and take away food (pizza). My thoughts regarding food didn’t extend very far beyond the labeling. For example, I’d happily eat Doritos or something similar without giving any thought to what is in it . . . except for when eating a hot dog – I think everyone pauses to think about it’s ingredients. Conversely I have always been a very fussy eater. An example would be when I was younger around 10 my parents would sometimes get McDonald’s as a treat. At the time I would order a burger and bun with tomato sauce and cheese only – just those 4 things – as well as fries and a drink. It had to be just like that or I would not eat it and as simple as that sounds it was ALWAYS wrong ha ha ha. Now being an adult with a wife who eats mostly AIP/always paleo it is sometimes difficult to get me to try new foods, vegetables, or even fruits. My will not eats include pumpkin and asparagus. My dislikes include Brussels sprouts and cauliflower though if a genuine need is presented I can ingest cauliflower. My likes are broccoli (but not the stems), carrots, spiralized parsnips, and sweet potato any way it’s cooked. So yes I am still quite fussy but I have definitely improved from those McDonald’s “burger” days. My wife is extremely patient……

Well thank you for reading my very first post. I can’t think of much more to add for my intro. My second post is coming soon and should be much more fun to read! 😉


The Wooden Elk

A while back my husband and I were privileged to go to a Paleo cafe in Melbourne called The Wooden Elk. After a long weekday in the city we arrived at about 9 PM and starved. Note that they close at 10 PM. Of course we wanted FOOD! And lots of it hehe. A lot of times restaurants will only serve drinks at this hour. The friendly staff were more than accommodating to our late night order. We ordered a Paleo pizza that was not only purely delicious but was such a nice break from cooking – ya feel me?! 😉




Trent’s side is on the left as his had tomato sauce. Mine is on the right sans tomato sauce. No nightshades for me! The crust was made from a combination of almond meal and coconut flour as the main base. Our toppings were prosciutto, spinach, mushrooms, garlic (his side only), and avocado (my side only). Topped with olive oil and oregano. Perfection. Most, if not all of what they have on the menu is organic as well – brilliant.




I highly recommend checking out their website – The Wooden Elk. You can also find them on facebook – just type in the search box The Wooden Elk and Instagram at the_wooden_elk. They have a big menu with lots of yummy options to choose from. Thanks to them we had a superior ending to our night out. Will definitely go back again.

Pricing: Surprisingly reasonable considering quality of food

Grade: A+




Over and out! 🙂



Why I Am Not Pregnant…Right Now

I have always wanted to be a mom. Growing up I had countless dolls with names for each. I even wrote my favorite names on lists throughout the years for my future children. First names AND middle names of course. I loved babysitting. As I am the youngest of 4, I have 10 nieces and nephews that gave me lots of practice.

I thought I would have all of my children by the time I was 30. Well I just turned 28 and am still childless. My biggest fear is not being a mom. My biggest fear IS becoming a mom. I examine my every day and am not quite sure how I would take care of an infant, baby, toddler, child, AHHHHH! Not to even mention the pregnancy itself. I mean, would I be in more pain? Less pain? Would I be in a tolerable situation? Or crisis?

“Oh, I killed an ant today. I felt like a warrior. That’s really all I did. Yep.” And just imagine me on the days I kill 2 ants. Unbelievable. Because of my health trials I can barely scrape by and take care of myself. Let alone another little human, are you kidding me?!?!!? And did I mention I want two kids? TWO. I am completely petrified at the thought that I might have the perfect set up for an unhealthy, sick child. Not to even mention my mental state of going in and out of anxiety and depression. If that even makes sense! Would I even be a half decent mom? I look at my mom and she is the cream of the crop.

And then the questions in my head begin. Oh the very many questions. Would it be fair to my children to have such a neurotic mom? What if they had food allergies? What if they had eczema? How would I cope? How would I not feel responsible for their pain and suffering? How would I even take care of them? What if I couldn’t even get pregnant? What if it took me forever to get pregnant? Could I make myself eat tons of liver during pregnancy so they would stand half a chance? How would we pay…. – Don’t even get me started on the finances!

Which brings about the big discussion. BIG. “Okay so I couldn’t and didn’t have both of my children before age 30. Fiiiiine. I’ll stretch my limit to 35. BUT ONLY 35. Gosh. Life. So now I gotta create a whole new master plan. But wait. Actually I can’t. Because I’ve already scrapped all of my previous master plans. Yeah, remember Brittany? They didn’t pan out. I keep telling you to STOP PLANNING. But??! Yes. Stop. Ok. Until tomorrow.”

Every once in a rare while I feel awakened and I am like yes! I can be a mother! I can do it! Bring on motherhood! And then all of the other days (the majority, sadly) I really just do not see it happening. This is where I believe the Lord God above comes in. I will keep myself prepared for pregnancy as best I know how and I will wait. And I will TRY to be patient. And if there is a window of time where I am feeling better, physically and emotionally, it just might very well be that I will become a mother. And if it is so that I am meant to adopt or to be a mother in the next life, then I will accept that and I will look forward to it with much anticipation. Because I know that one day someone will call me mother. With my husband by my side, together, we will find our way.


Keeping It Real

Prior to reading this post you may want to consider clicking on my About tab and reading the sections there. 🙂

Most days I wish I were my prior self. You know, the one before my body went all sorts of crazy and I am in pain 24/7. The one where I am not shouting out on a continual basis because it hurts THAT bad. The one where I do not spend hours crying and crying. The one where I wasn’t pleading in my prayers with God to heal me and let me be my old self again. The one where my emotions didn’t go from normal to sad to an angry psycho in one second on the clock.

I wake up. I want to sleep more but there is something inside myself that always makes me get out of bed. I am ALWAYS CONSTANTLY tired these days no matter how many hours of sleep I have gotten and sleeping more sounds very desirable but unrealistic. Things must get done. Time moves forward. So must I.

I do my chores in the morning. Before my shower. Because in between the time in which I awaken and get into the shower is the window of my day in which I am in the LEAST amount of pain. This is because it has *almost* been a full 24 hours since my last shower. Showering brings me much pain but I do shower daily! I love the feeling of being clean and I do not want my skin to get infected AT ALL. I would DIE. So. On a typical weekday I get up and talk with my husband as he gets ready for work. An enjoyable time of day even though we are both zombies. Once he has left I load the washer with a batch of clothes because I am able to lean over so much easier (aka am in much less pain) than post-shower. After this, I do any other cleaning, chore, or task that needs to be done as my physical movement is not so limited.

My shower is not so enjoyable and I am always glad when it is over. After I get out, getting dressed and ready can take some time. I don’t even do my hair or makeup unless I am actually going out somewhere because I just do not have the energy. My wet hair simply air dries and my face, well, I haven’t had the budget to make the switch over to natural, organic makeup so my face is probably grateful that I only put the toxins on it here and there. Haha!

This is basically the first part of my day. The rest of my day I am in substantial pain and as much as I would like to sit down, sitting is not so much fun (more pain). I spend my “free time” alone in the house cooking, thinking, learning, reading, researching, going outside for a walk (only on less painful days), skyping with my mother as much as possible, and working on this blog as time permits (all while usually standing) before my husband returns home to me. By the end of the night my feet are killing me and bedtime starts looking quite enticing.

This is just a little snippet into the daily life of me. If daily life for you is hard, I sympathize with you. If you are in pain, I feel for you. If you wish for some kind of relief, I am right there with you. If something as simple as walking around your house is agony, I am struggling next to you. We WILL make it through. Somehow. Some way. Life IS still beautiful.


What Is Autoimmunity?

“All disease begins in the gut.” – Hippocrates

Sometimes when I mention to people that I don’t eat certain foods and that I’m battling autoimmunity they get a puzzled look on their face like what’s that? Let me try to explain in a simple manner. Autoimmunity basically means that your body is attacking your own body. Yes, that’s right. How crazy is that! However, it makes sense really when you start putting the pieces together. We live in a toxic world in which our food supply and products we use on a daily basis (including products we label as food but are far from the real deal), as well as our environments are bombarded with many toxic contaminants in the form of chemicals, preservatives, pesticides, insecticides, fertilizers, and so on and so forth. When these toxins get inside our bodies, what do you think our bodies think? Attack! So in the attack our body suffers and usually this results in a lot of pain for us. Our bodies get confused. Any part of the body can experience symptoms. They can be downright serious when our internal organs are the ones being attacked or less serious but still extremely painful and bothersome. You can have a specific autoimmune disease like Celiac disease, Crohn’s disease, Lupus, etc., or your body can simply not be at ease and is attacking in its own way experiencing symptoms that don’t fall exactly in line with any one specific autoimmune disease which is a category many sufferers fall into. Many people also have more than one autoimmune disease which creates a lot of problems.

So what do we do when our bodies have gotten to this point? Well according to the wise philosopher Hippocrates and my functional medicine doctor, we first try to heal the gut because this is where disease begins. We start to think in terms of what is natural, real, and wholesome. What am I putting into my body and using on my body that is going to help heal instead of hinder and even cause my body to be in attack mode? In a sense it requires an awareness of nature and earth and what God has provided for us to eat and use – not mankind. Artificial food surrounds us everywhere we go. The trick is making the choice not to consume it any longer. Oftentimes this decision comes after being in much pain and looking for solutions and answers to agony. Our bodies are simply sending out sirens to try to tell us that things are not right. Ironically, this can bring about some powerful changes to health and well being.

Getting quality and enough quantity sleep every night is also very important as our bodies need adequate rest in order to heal and repair. I personally feel my best when I get 10 hours of sleep. Stress plays a vital role in autoimmunity as well, especially chronic stress over time, as it wears us down and makes our bodies exhausted, not feeling well, and the struggle to heal becomes harder. Relaxation practices can really help our stress levels. Yoga, walking, meditation, listening to calming music/sounds, and even deep breathing exercises are great tools to use.

I think the most important thing to remember is that if you have autoimmunity, you are never alone. I know firsthand that at times it does feel that way in the journey of finding the right doctor and getting the right answers but there is a huge support “group” out there in the form of websites and blogs (even Instagram!) that have such great resources for every day living.

Best to you!