It's easier to stay at that dead-end job than to go out and get the training or do the legwork to find a new one. It's easier to be hate your weight than to get up and drive over to the Y for a good, hard workout. It's easier to sit in front of the TV and feel lonely than to get out and volunteer or join a club where you might meet some new people.
I'm not immune. I still have to push myself to go to the Y when I know for sure how good it makes me feel.
It's also hard to take a tough stance when it comes to Luke's diet. I still feel uncomfortable when I explain to someone who means well that the food they made is not okay for Luke. It's hard to pack up a lunch every day and a cooler of food when we travel and a bag of food when he goes to a friend's house. And it's really difficult to say "no" to Luke when he really wants a food, and I know it's not good for him.

Case in point, sugar. Food with sugar doesn't effect him right off the bat and oh, those Enjoy Life Foods cookies and bars taste soooo good to a kid who doesn't get a lot of sweet snacks. For me, it's so nice, and easy, to say "yes," and let him have those yummy, sugary treats.
But sugar is mixed in with Luke's yeast problems. And yeast problems = a kid who can't concentrate, flies from one thing to the next without thinking, talks nonstop, and can't sit still in his chair.
Of all the foods we have problems with, yeast is the oddest, the hardest to explain, and the most insidious, because the problems it brings creep up little by little.
We got the first clue to the fact that Luke had an issue with yeast back when he was maybe 7 or so. We had discovered all his other food allergies (milk, soy, wheat, eggs, nuts, shellfish, artificial colors/flavors) and thought we had them all under control, but hyperactive behavior kept creeping through and I couldn't figure out what was going on.
At the time, Luke was attending summer camp. One day, he walked off the bus with a counselor who had "the look" on their face; the tense look of someone who has had to deal with a very difficult child. The counselor explained Luke started punching a little girl while sitting next to her on the bus and wouldn't stop, and that two counselors had to sit with him and restrain him for the bus trip.
Luke looked awful--tired and drawn. I asked him what happened and he could only say, "I don't know! I don't know why I did that." I knew that wasn't his normal behavior; he doesn't hit other kids and this little girl in particular had been a friend since preschool, someone he would never think of even roughhousing with.
So I thought through his foods that day. The one thing that was different was a teaspoon of "Fruit Fresh" (or something similar) I had put in his guacamole, so it wouldn't get brown. When I looked at the ingredients, the main item was citric acid. So I pulled all the citric acid out of his diet and saw a lot of improvement almost immediately.
Not an easy feat, by the way. Citric acid is omnipresent--soft drinks, canned goods, everywhere.
As Luke went back to school the next fall, I had high hopes that he would have a lot easier time concentrating, and indeed, he did better than ever. However, we still had lingering issues. So I went online to look at citric acid and learn a little bit about it.

Citric acid is used as a preservative and to give a tart taste to foods that are too sweet. It can be found naturally in citris fruits, but most is created cheaply and commercially by feeding sucrose or glucose to cultures of Aspergillius niger (a fungus). Yuck. I also learned that people who have yeast allergies cannot eat citric acid, because of this reason.
When I looked at the list of foods that contain yeast, or harbor yeast, or encourage yeast, I was staggered. No more risen-bread products, even gluten-free, and no pretzels. I found out grapes, raisins, and dried fruit contain natural yeast, as do some berries. Food that's been opened starts growing mold. Finally, any starches and acidic foods you eat help yeast thrive in your system, and yeast LOVES SUGAR.
So, back to Luke. After I was really strict about sugar and grapes and everything else, and got him taking caprylic acid he was doing fantastically. The last two years at school have been his best ever. His teachers tell us he's "just a normal kid" (which is music to our ears) and that they are really glad he's in their class. He's happy, his teachers are happy, we're happy.
Then we slip back into "easy." It's easy to say yes to those cookies and natural candy canes--hey, it's Christmas time. It's easy to say yes to a bowl of grapes at your friend's house. It's easy to buy a couple boxes of sunbutter bars, because you son loves 'em.
But a couple weeks ago, Luke was trying to do homework and was having a terrible time keeping his mind on his task, and even staying in his seat. I realized he's been getting "twirly" and hyperactive again. He admitted that despite his good grades, it's been getting hard to concentrate at school.
I realized that we have to do the hard thing; I had to say to my wonderful son, who of all people deserves to have a freakin' cookie once in awhile: "Honey, we're going to have to cut way back on the sugar, okay? I'm not going to buy any cookies or bars for awhile." And he had to do the hard thing by saying, as he did, "Okay, Mom," and not complaining, which he didn't.
Sure enough, we're happier for it. After a week off sugar, he's back to normal. The other day he plopped down to do his homework and went from division to writing to violin practice, staying on task with only the smallest amount of coaching and no parental crabbing.
Bless his heart, he does the hard things every day--eats a diet most people would moan and complain and gnash their teeth over, without a peep. In the end, he's doing great at school and at home, is happy and healthy and that makes it all worthwhile."We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have." --Frederick Koenig


