My name is Tiffany. I live in beautiful, windy WNY with my husband, Ryan, and our sweet baby boy. I could say I am an excited mama of the silliest, smartest little guy, pregnant with our sweet little girl & wife to the best man and husband in the whole universe (I’m only slightly biased), but that would leave out all the other things I am! Like washed in the blood of Jesus, a studied health nut devoted to learning about how nutrition/poor nutrition affects the body and how the body CAN heal itself with the help of real foods and supplements, a lazy creative person who needs incentive to break out the sewing machine but loves it when she does, a lover of people, a cynic, a lost soul who found herself when she realized the surety of her salvation (John 5:24, John 10:28, Romans 10:13, Romans 8:38-39). And much more!
I am so excited to share marriage ideas, real food nutrition, pregnancy and mothering info, breastfeeding info and struggles, delicious recipes made with real ingredients (no boxed mixes, white sugar or modern wheat here!) and the roller-coaster of life with you! If you haven’t made it there yet, head on over to my start here page and then feel free to poke around! 😉
Hubby and I have been married over 5 years, and we are about to add our second baby to the family, our baby girl. We have had some of the biggest ups and downs already, but he still gives me butterflies when he reaches for my hand or looks at me like there’s no one else in the room. 🙂 I still wait for him in anticipation to get home from work, not just because I adore to see how smiley and excited our son gets, but because the evening is just not complete without him here, driving me up a wall. 😉 He’s so handsome. And lovable. And crazy. And strong. And manly. And mine. Our son has taken on all those traits. Except for the manly one, yet, of course.
I hope you can tell I’m totally in love with my husband. The Bible says “And the Lord God said, “It is not good that man should be alone; I will make him a helper comparable to him.”” Genesis 2:18. I am my husband’s helper comparable to him and it is my joy to work towards that for the rest of my life. What an exciting and fulfilling (and sometimes very difficult) job the Lord has given us women!
Some might not know what I mean when I say washed in the blood. Simply it means I recognize that I’m a sinner. I understand that I need a savior because nothing in me is pure before our perfect God. “All have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God”, but that He loves us so much He gave His only Son to die in our place (John 3:16), to cover our sins and make us pure before the Lord (Colossians 1:22), if only we confess with our mouths that Jesus Christ is Lord and believe in our hearts that God raised Him from the dead (Romans 10:9). I have so much greater joy to look forward to in the future. 🙂
I come from a family of 8, from the boon-docks of south eastern Ohio, with dynamics impossible to explain here. I will say every experience God has used to mold me into the person I am, so I have been able to become thankful for it. He gave each of us the heritage we have, no matter how painful, and He works all things for our good and His glory. Standing on this side of my past, I can finally say “Hallelujah!”. He’s used it in my life. He’s even used it to help others. I can only imagine how He will use it in the future! In the meantime, you can catch me sharing memories, holiday traditions, and how He is using it as life goes on. 🙂
My career background is in the medical field. I worked as a nurses aide in a nursing home right out of PCT school, then spent the next 5 years in Ohio as the main “Nurse” for a primary care doctor. I am by title a Phlebotomist and Medical Assistant, though in Ohio I could work under the doctors license, depending on what he permitted/wanted. The only thing I didn’t do was start IVs. Doctor would start them, I would monitor, switch bags and take them out. We did 98% of our own blood-work, immunizations, injections (steroids, pain, antibiotic, vitamin) minor surgeries, etc. It was super hard, trying work that I got really good at and enjoyed. It was rewarding to hear my patients ask for me to draw their lab work or give their shots. I worked long hours, sometimes being in the office from 7am to 9 or 10pm depending on the patient load. There were so many moments, relationships and learning experiences I wouldn’t trade for anything. When I came to NY, I spent about a year working at a large GI specialty office, where 11 different practitioners, mostly doctors, practiced. It also was experience I wouldn’t trade, but one of the two most difficult, exciting times in my life. All those experiences, on top of my own fight for years to feel better, opened my eyes and started awakening the desire to learn about real health, real food, and real healing.
I am a firm believer in 2 Corinthians 1:4. There is always a greater purpose for our trials. Someday, somewhere, somehow you’re going to be able to understand and encourage and comfort and love someone who is going through what God carried you through. And you are going to be the vessel God will use to help carry them through. Don’t give up. He is painting a beautiful, imperfect, unique picture with your life. <3