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This week’s Chew it over Tuesday is brought to you by Megan Woodford, daughter of Safer Eating founder (and coeliac) Karen.

Here, Karen gets Megan’s unique take on what it’s like being a mini coeliac.

How old are you?
Three-and-a-half.

Do you sometimes get a poorly tummy?
Yes.

Why?
A crisis.

What makes you get a poorly tummy?
Eating too much and gluten. And you’re not allowed milk, Mummy. We’ve both got coeliac disease.

What does coeliac disease mean?
Gluten free.

What’s got gluten in it?
Barley and oats.

Anything else?
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What about wheat?
Yes – gluten.

What about rye?
*Nods head*

What types of food have it in?
Biscuits, cake, cereals, pies, jam if they put the knife back in, bread, pasta, crisps.

Does it make you sad being gluten free?
Yes.

Why?
Because I’m not allowed gluten and Amalie (Megan’s baby sister) is not allowed gluten. Or you. I wanted to be a baby and eat gluten all the time.

Do you mind having different food from other people?
No.

Is there anything special we have to do?
Not have gluten. Have my own butter as people put gluten in it.

Karen adds: Even by two years old, Megan, had got the hang of what gluten is. It didn’t faze her one bit. She is a little superstar.

So we’re creatures of habit. Shame most of mine are bad. Like:

I don’t hang up my clothes – I build woolly-polyester mountains by my bed instead.

I make bad choices on eBay when I’m bored.

I drink only half a cup of tea.

I never drink only half a glass of wine.

I wear odd socks and don’t turn off wall sockets.

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All of these pale in comparison to my boyfriend’s chief bad habit – leaving towers of gnarly toenail clippings on the coffee table for me to discover in the morning. Or, worse, for visitors to chance upon.

But since being diagnosed with coeliac disease, I have had to force myself into some good habits. And it has been hard. Checking ingredients on every single label. Becoming the crumb Gestapo. Constant hand washing and kitchen surface wiping. Not dipping contaminated knives into jars of jam.

Little everyday things… but things requiring me to put in a bit more thought and a bit more elbow grease than comes naturally. It makes me wonder how teenagers cope who have to suddenly clean up their food act.

I’ve had to force others in my house (and beyond) into better habits too. And, to be fair, they’ve fallen into line pretty well.

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By Kay Harrison – coeliac disease

 “ Mummy and her clumsy hair” (by mini-coeliac, Megan,                                                                                                     aged 3)

Accidents do happen. You know, the kind of thing, trapping your child’s little neck in their bike helmet, scratching your baby while changing their nappy, cutting yourself on every piece of paper you hold. As many of you know (or are beginning to recognise), I am more clumsy, accident prone and all-round unlucky than most. My mini-coeliac daughter, Megan, is, however, a serious contender.

The pair of us both have coeliac disease and I also have lactose intolerance. So it stands to reason that there have been a few slip-ups on the gluten and lactose-free side of things in our house. Continue reading →

Friends used to laugh at me for bringing a box of Strongbow with me every time I stayed with them. Now I arrive with a carton of Lactofree milk and some gluten-free cereal under one arm, and a loaf of gluten-free bread tucked under the other. Strongbow only gets to come along if there is still some room in the car (which is a rarity).
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Hospital food always comes in for some stick and this is usually from people who don’t have any dietary requirements. They may complain about dry shepherd’s pie and lumpy crumble, but try an overnight stay on a restricted diet.

I’ve ended up in hospital twice since I was diagnosed with coeliac disease and lactose intolerance. Continue reading →

I tried the 5:2 diet last week – with some worrying results. Basically, the diet involves you eating 25% of the calories you should usually have for your weight and height on two non-consecutive days a week.

I have heard from colleagues, friends and family that it works well. I brushed up on it a bit online and read the Fast Diet website. I worked out I could have three meals adding up to 555 calories on a ‘fast’ day. Being coeliac, dairy free and on a low FODMAP diet, I’m already restricted with what I can eat. But as it was January – and I had the motivation that only comes easily in January – I was willing to give it a go. Continue reading →

It seems to be party season for my mini-coeliac daughter, Megan. She’s getting one or two party invites a week.

Last week it was a party at a play centre for a little boy. I usually tell the party-holder’s parents that I will cater for my little one and for them not to worry. It makes it easier for them and my mind is at rest as I know I don’t have to stress about cross-contamination.

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So we’re well into 2016… and still I am haunted by memories of my work Christmas party. Albeit hazy ones.

Working from home in Yorkshire, my Christmas do is the one solitary time of year when I can meet with all my colleagues in London and show them I’m a face – not just a voice on the phone and a name clogging up their inbox. It’s also the time to buy your boss a beer and be charming and witty. Continue reading →

I was really dreading the first day back to work after my holiday – but a lovely thing happened to me.

I was subjected to a random act of kindness at work… someone cleaned my car!

This is a massive deal, as my car has not been washed for over two years and, quite frankly, it was a job that was never going to be completed by myself.

I was so touched by this lovely gesture that in return I made some Raw Mayan Spiced Truffles as a thank you. Continue reading →

Bloated! Bloated! Bloated! How many people are feeling like that at the moment? I’m sure it is not just tricky eaters either. Everyone usually overdoes it over the festive period.

I saw a funny thing on Facebook that said, “feeling festive” … “eating cheese”… “feeling fat.” And another thing that said something like, ‘will start diet when every single bad thing in the house is eaten.’ They definitely ring true with me. (Just Lactofree cheese, though, as I have lactose intolerance.)

I went to visit my best friend last week who also has coeliac disease and she said she, too, feels really bloated.

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So I had my second child eight months ago and, like all new mums, I’m keen to get my body back. I was kidding myself massively that because my weight had almost returned to pre-baby, so had my figure. Hmmmmm, that was until my maternity leave was coming to an end and I had to buy some new work trousers and put my hospital tunic back on.

Pre-Amalie, I thought the tunics were fairly forgiving when I was bloated. I obviously wasn’t packing the current stomach I have!!

So it has forced me to start dieting – only a little bit so I can fit into my clothes properly again and feel good about myself. But it is proving tough as I am coeliac and cannot eat dairy.

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