Finding a woman on RPD to be a potential mother is pretty steep. It would be easier to find a woman on cooked meat paleo diet. The raw part can be negotiated later on.
I would think that if she's cooked paleo, raw would be a natural inclination too.
I agree with Wodgina and Guittarman about it being easier to accept a non-RPD if I were sure I did not want kids, and feel it selfish to have any with a non-RPD just to have them.
My parents know I eat meat, just not how I eat it, yet still, both have made comments about being sure to cook it properly. This makes me feel that if I told anyone how I eat they would think I am eating dangerously for health. How can I carry the child of someone who thinks the way I am eating is dangerous for me, let alone a developing person inside?? and then issues on how to raise a child... cooked chicken, berries, veg, seared meats might be as far as I can go, while he would not understand the unsuitability of 'rewarding' a day or behavior or football game with... who knows what?!?
Even before RPD my mom was against bringing processed food into the house... everything was homemade, as much came from the garden as possible which included all kinds of berries and veg, we did not eat dessert except on special occasion (e.g. birthday) and that was homemade too, and we hardly ever ate out of the house (cultural thing for me) except on very special occasion that we would go to a nice restaurant (eg engagement party or something). I've never had a boxed cereal, wonder bread, pop tart, twinkie, hostess anything, etc. so I always found this kind of 'food' a turn-off, but I never just how unhealthy it is. Now it is simply unacceptable, I cannot tolerate it... I see what people at work eat in the break-room... that is their norm everyday... my way sounds so strict/limited/boring to the average person here. I one time refused a piece of cake more than 5 times from the same person before I gave in to say that I am gluten-intolerant... then it was okay not to be eating cake while carrying on with the socialization. And then EVERYONE wants to know if not cake, what do I eat. My answer is obviously not acceptable as this question comes up again and again and again by the same people over and over and over... but what do you eat?? It gets old!, and I feel uncomfortable with that kind of attention though I hope it does not show.
Another date tonight... he is perfectly nice... all I could smell was a bunch of chemicals!
Laundry fabric softeners, soaps, colognes... too much!