In June of 2005, I was diagnosed with celiac disease , an autoimmune disease that is best summed up by saying that if I eat gluten (found in wheat, barley, and rye), I get sick as the lining in my small intestine gradually is eaten away. Gross, I know. When I got pregnant with Lukka , I stayed away from gluten...mostly. (No wheat means pretty much everything with no flour: bread, pasta, cookies, dognuts, cake, etc.) Once I had him, I ate a little....at first, and then a lot, and never got sick! I thought this must be a 'pregnant' thing--I've heard of straight-haired women not being able to control the curls of post-partum. Bizarre that the body will change so drastically with a bun in the oven... No pun intended! I ate bread on a daily basis (even having four pieces of toast throughout the day today) and never got sick, except once, twice, and then again today. Well, it was fun while it lasted, but I think I need to jump back on the wagon, for my intestinal purposes... th