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Confession time…I’m not a size 2.

paddle board

Yup – Fo Realz! Jesus – I cannot believe I’m about to actually type this, buuuuuut – here goes… There was a time I was afraid.  Well, I wasn’t actually afraid, I was freakin’ terrified. You see everything I know about food, I learned on my own.   All.of.it.   I’m not a doctor or a nutritionist, or a chiropractor, or a naturopath or a chef, I’m just a mom whose kids were sick and Read More