
Oh eggs, how I love you so…
Two years ago, I realized that every time I ate eggs, even a tiny amount of them, I was sick as a dog. I’ll spare you the details, but my stomach wasn’t happy. I was basically miserable every night. You wouldn’t believe all the things that contain eggs!
So, I quit eating them. Around that same time, we had the kids tested for food intolerances. Eggs showed up for both of them. Then I tested positive for gluten sensitivity also. In the midst of cutting out everything-under-the-sun, I sadly gave up eggs. Tending toward hypoglycemia, these have been a go-to cheap protein source for me, for years. Instead, we began eating meat for breakfast every day. Turkey sausage or bacon usually, which eventually led to me having to make our own to avoid the spices that were bothering Audrey’s eczema. Blah, blah…
I grew up with chickens as pets. We always had fresh eggs. I’ve wanted to get chickens of our own since we first got a yard, but it seemed rather pointless to raise chickens when you can’t have eggs. I decided to research raising chickens anyway. I was interested to find out that chickens are fed high amounts of soy in their diets, because they must have protein to lay. Soy makes me sick as a dog, almost as bad as gluten. So, I wondered offhand if it could be not really the eggs, but the soy that bothered me. If babies can get gluten in breastmilk, surely soy comes through when a chicken lays eggs, right? It was just a theory, and there wasn’t much online about feeding chickens without soy, so I kind of laid that aside and forgot about it.
A couple of weeks ago, I was looking at a website of a local ranch. I was really looking for raw goat’s milk, something I want to try again (we tried it with Hannah, back before the gluten diagnosis), but happened to see that they sell pastured eggs, and the chickens are fed a soy-free diet. Finally! A way to test my theory!
That same week, I tried baking with “regular” eggs. I found I could tolerate a couple of cookies made with them (which is a vast improvement that I attribute to the broth I’ve been drinking), but a couple more cookies the second day and I was hurting again.
So Friday, Nick brought home two dozen of these soy-free eggs, which they sell through the local mom & pop health food store (love that place). Figuring there was no other good way to test it, I cooked for myself two eggs over-medium, LOVED them, and waited…..nothing! The next day I made some for Hannah and Audrey….nothing! Two days later I tried baking with some, because often sensitivity comes back with repeated exposure…..nothing! H&A had some for dinner and were fine. Yesterday I had some for lunch and am fine.
Folks, this is a breakthrough! Now, to figure out how to build a chicken coop and what exactly those people feed their chickens. Easter with real baby chicks will be fun around here!