Womb Wisdom Wednesday: My 9 Miscarriages and the Truth About Toxins, Trauma and Healing for Lasting Weight Release
Releasing what our weight holds on to for permanent effortless weight loss.
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Womb Wisdom: My 9 Miscarriages and the Truth About Toxins, Trauma and Healing for Lasting Weight Release
Releasing what our weight holds on to
Last week on Dee's Diary for Sober Soul Care Sunday (Episode 5),
Pamela Anderson Journey to HEALING Trauma and Finding Inner Peace
I shared a deeply personal story in my Addiction Peace video with Pamela Anderson—something my brain hid for decades to protect me. It finally surfaced in 2017 during my first silent meditation retreat at a convent. That week cracked open memories I didn’t know were still living in my body.
This week, I want to talk about something even more tender: my nine miscarriages.
The Pain Before the Healing
For years, I endured heavy, painful cycles that left me curled up in bed, missing work because the pain was unbearable.
In 2005, desperate for relief, I had an experimental procedure called an ablation to remove the lining of my uterus.
My gynecologist said, “You won’t have another period for 10 years, by then you’ll be in menopause.”
She was right. I never had another cycle after that day.
But here’s the twist: while detoxing mould this past year, I reversed the inflammation that caused all those so-called “menopause symptoms.”
✔ As a personal trainer who loved moving my body every day, I still carried a belly—always looking five months pregnant. Even during my decades-long struggle with anorexia, which began at age five and lasted until 50, when I finally worked with CMHA for three years to heal.
The weight I struggled to lose for years? Gone—without effort.
As a personal trainer, I knew something deeper was blocking my body from letting go of those last 20 pounds.
Chronic stress. Trauma. And toxins… starting from the womb.
Here’s the truth: if you live in a mouldy environment, unwanted pounds will cling to your body no matter how “healthy” you eat or how hard you train. Your body is protecting you from toxins by storing them in fat.
The Brain Fog That Stole My Life
Before my health crisis—when I battled life-threatening “leaky muscle” and more than 40 other leaky body barriers—I couldn’t even remember what show I watched the day before.
My son would joke,
“Mom, this must be good, you’ve watched it three times!”
And I’d honestly reply,
“Really? Oh wow, this feels new to me.”
That fog is gone now.
Sleep: The Missing Link to Healing
I had insomnia since childhood—since I was five. I always believed it was because I was a parentified child. But the truth?
I was born into a toxic womb, raised by toxic parents on mouldy military bases. There were no hugs. There were no I Love you’s. I know that hurt people hurt people and I send grace and love. We are all connected.
Today, I sleep eight hours a night without a fan for the first time in my life. When inflammation leaves, all that remains is calm, cool and collected.
If you’re not getting restorative sleep, you cannot heal. Sleep is magic. It’s when your body repairs. Aligning with your circadian rhythm—going to bed shortly after sunset and rising with the predawn light—has changed everything. Even on cloudy mornings, the sun still rises for a few sacred minutes.
Why Did I Have 9 Miscarriages?
Doctors had no clear answers. Some blamed endometriosis—also triggered by mould toxins. But the truth ran deeper. Mould toxins and trauma were stored in my tissues, silently shaping my story.
Those toxins don’t leave until we intentionally detox mould from the body. Poop keeps the receipts.
Today, I’m rewriting my story—from a life of chronic pain, infertility and insomnia to one of deep inner peace, a peace you can feel in your boundaries.
Because when you live in peace, you naturally stay away from people and places that don’t protect theirs. Your life depends on it.
My Mission
I teach highly sensitive survivors—the ones who grew up too fast, carrying childhood trauma in their bodies like uninvited guests. If you’re living with:
C-PTSD that rewired your nervous system,
Diverticulitis and digestive distress that doctors can’t ‘fix,’
Deep depression and anxiety that feel like old, heavy coats you can’t take off,
Misophonia (where chewing sounds or loud noises send your body into panic),
Parentification (you were the ‘little adult’ raising everyone—even your own chronically sick kids with their leaky lungs, dripping noses, and tearful eyes)...
Then you’re in the right place. This is where we heal—not just the mind, but the body keeping score
I guide personal trainers, mental health professionals and energy healers who “do all the things” yet still struggle with post-trauma symptoms or long COVID.
Together, we detox the body, brain and environment—releasing toxins and reclaiming inner peace and self-love.
Because we cannot heal in the same spaces, with the same souls, doing the same things that made us sick. I don’t want anyone to expire before they desire.
Learn more in this weeks wellness video that might just save your life or someone you know.
9 miscarriages & 1 Truth
✅ If this resonates, share your thoughts below. Or tell me: What part of your story do you feel ready to rewrite?
Why Trust Momma Lovey Dee :)
I’ve been biohacking my health since the 1980s—without pharmaceuticals, guided by mindfulness, frugality and Buddhist principles of non-harm. That means no harm to myself, no harm to others and no harm in the words we speak. I don’t even swear—and when I do, I apologize.
I spent the first five years of my miracle child’s life tracking every mood, meal, poop and sleep cycle.
Noah—now 26 and a half—I’m still waiting for the terrible twos. He slept 17 hours a day for his first two years and I made sure of it.
I prefer silence and offline month long silent retreats, but I speak now because I don’t want anyone else to suffer. I’ve quietly supported people through their darkest hours—at hospital bedsides, in crisis, near death. I’m a death doula, a peer supporter for PTSD and CPTSD, trained in suicide and crisis hotlines and a personal trainer. I offer life-saving lifestyle medicine you won’t hear about from doctors paid by Big Pharma—many of whom have tried to silence my message.
One doctor misdiagnosed me and never apologized. Others dismissed me in emergency rooms. But one brave doctor whispered the truth about mould—and I’ve kept his words under my hat.
That’s when I knew: if I didn’t save myself, I would expire before I desired. Choking in my sleep. With leaky muscles. And 40 other leaky body barriers. Sending Loving Kindness from Canada's capital. You are Love. You are Peace. Dee, Proud mom to Noah :)
Stay tuned for this week’s Addiction piece on Sober Soul Care Sunday, featured in Dee’s Diary Episode 6—where I reveal the surprising footwear and the clothing many personal trainers wear that made me sick.
✅ If this resonates, share your thoughts below. Or tell me: What part of your story do you feel ready to rewrite?