When I was little, I'd stand on a kitchen chair by the counter as my father poured flour into the mixer.
I stopped baking during those early parenting years because I was living with undiagnosed multiple sclerosis (MS).
When my younger son was a toddler, I couldn't stand long enough to cook dinner, let alone bake.
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By the time my second son was born, I'd already exhausted doctors in every specialty without receiving a diagnosis.
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