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Peanut Butter Energy Balls
Delicious, protein-packed snack
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My Journey to Natural Living Part Two
This is part two of my journey to natural living. If you missed part one, click here! ——————————————————————————————————————– Feeling renewed, I began researching PCOS. I reached out to anyone I could think of who might be able to offer some advice. I resolved to trust the Lord whether He chose to heal my face or not. If you are unfamiliar with PCOS, I’ll quote another blogger at Keeper of the Home in her definition, “It is a hormonal disorder that can look a bit different in each woman, but generally it involves sporadic or non-existent ovulation, higher than usual male hormones, and sometimes actual ovarian cysts. For most women, it means that their…
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Why I Love Trim Healthy Mama
I’ve had four babies in 5 years. I have been continuously pregnant and/or nursing for almost seven years straight. These two things combined definitely take a toll on a mama’s body. And while I generally lose my baby weight pretty quickly, over the years the scale had been slowly creeping upwards. Even though I’ve been passionate about eating nutritious, whole foods for years—I was discouraged to see that despite feeding my body well, I was still slowly gaining weight. Most days I found solace in the Lord and in knowing that my body was growing and nourishing another human being. So, so cool. But it’s still no fun to look…
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Chocolate Peanut Butter Dip
I don’t know if it’s because I’m a nursing mom or what, but I cannot go to bed at night without a snack. If I don’t eat before bed, I will literally wake up at 3 am ravenous and annoyed. But sometimes it’s just so hard to think of something to eat at night. And, by that time of day the dishes are already finished and the kitchen is clean so the last thing I want to do is pull out a lot of food to make some extravagant snack.. Apple slices with peanut butter used to be a go-to snack for me. But since beginning my journey with Trim…
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My Journey to Natural Living Part One
When I was a little girl and well into my adolescent years, I remember getting frequent compliments about my complexion. “Your skin is flawless!” they would say and then proceed to ask me how I managed to keep clear skin during the tumultuous teenage years. I never knew how to answer that because I didn’t do anything. It was just the way God had made me. Little did I know that God would later take me on a journey of acne and confusion that would end up changing the course of my life. In August of 2012, I was living in east Asia–the summer heat and smog were almost suffocating. I was…
