My love- hate relationship

If you have read my previous posts about my addictions, and baking, you know I am pretty crazy in-love with baking, and pretty much everything to do with baking (except for that nasty shortening!). I love trying new recipes. I love baking old recipes. I love baking anything and everything with chocolate in it. You name it, I would probably want to bake it. Baking takes me away from all of my worries and my woes. Baking makes me happy, because I can share what I make with others, and chances are, they are going to be happy about it. I even try making what I bake a little healthier than the normal version. I absolutely am head-over-heals, thousands of red roses, can't-live-without-you love with baking (although, baking holds no contest for my hubby...). Really, I can't get enough of it.

Herein lies my problem - I love to bake, but what I bake does not love me. Don't get me wrong, man does the stuff usually taste good, and boy to baking and I have some wonderful adventures and tales to tell, the product just hates me. It always has, and it always will. I will always be a loyal baker, I can't take away something I love so much! But, because of my stupid Irritable Bowel Syndrome, baked goods do not like me. They just don't. Boy, do my bowels get irritated when I eat those cookies/brownies/cakes/chocolate, etc, and don't forget to mention my head. Head aches are a constant companion if I chose to eat what I bake, especially if what I eat is sweet. It doesn't matter how hard I try to make it healthy either. Still hurts.

What is a baking/sweet/chocolate-loving girl with IBS ever to do??????? One can't live without the other. Can complete and utter joy and happiness coincide with never-ending pain and sorrow?

I need advice. How can I still bake, and make it love my tummy?