There are so many things that I want to share today. It might skip around a bit, but just
stay with me.
13 years ago today I became a mom. Our son was born on my husband’s 30th
birthday. It was a spectacular
present for Joe, but we cut it really close. With 13 minutes to spare on the 26th of February,
I popped out the cutest, squishiest, most inquisitive boy in the world. I know I’m totally partial, but all
parents are. I would have felt
like a failure if I didn’t get the bugger out on Joe’s birthday. So, in planning for today, I made some
conscious decisions. I went
to the market last night to find a dessert for the boys. I can’t tell you why I felt the need to
buy them a real dessert. I really
don’t know why. Do I feel like I’m
depriving them of things? Do I
feel guilty because they only have healthy choices at home. Do I feel like they deserve a food
reward for doing so well over the past 5 weeks? I can’t answer these questions. But, what I do know is, I felt a bit ashamed for buying it. I felt like a hypocrite. There was definitely the good girl on
one shoulder whispering in my ear “Buy some fresh fruit and Cool Whip, they
will be happy with that.” Then
there was the naughty girl on the other shoulder whispering, “They deserve
it. Come on, it’s their
birthday. They have to have cake
on their birthday. How can you
celebrate their birthday without cake?”
In the end, I bought the cake.
It was a single layer 7 inch round chocolate and peanut butter
creation. I did not plan on eating
it myself, and for the record, I did not eat it. But, Joe and the kids each had a piece. Ben was excited and happy. Joe thought we were going to have a
fruit bowl. However, he still
enjoyed his slice. The girls were
very happy to have some cake too. We
left the remaining cake at the restaurant, so it didn’t come home. I must sound like a nut. I don’t want to deprive my kids or my
husband, but at the same time, I feel just as guilty about giving them a food
that may as well be a bottle of arsenic.
There is not one redeeming quality about desserts and I feel bad if I
serve it to my family because it’s just that bad for you. I’m not losing sleep over it. It’s all fine and good, but I just
wanted to share my struggle. (The
kids enjoyed their pieces, but they all agreed it was too sweet. Joe didn’t even finish his piece; he
said it was way too sweet for him.)
We celebrated their birthdays at our favorite Thai
restaurant. My kids love Pad Thai
and since it’s made with rice noodles, it can be fully gluten free if you ask
them to make it without the soy sauce.
It’s a safe food if you are gluten sensitive. Joe and I split a plate of beef Pad Thai, and I ordered it
gluten-free and egg-free. The
servings are enormous and 1 plate for the two of us is more than plenty. The girls split a GF shrimp Pad Thai
and Bennett got his own order of GF shrimp Pad Thai. We enjoyed our dinner and I brought the leftover cake up to
the owner. I told him we didn’t
want to take it home. He said he
had been eyeing it since we sat down J. Too funny! Anyhow, I told him we had gone sugar free, gluten free about
6 weeks ago. I told him we knew
Pad Thai would be perfect because it is GF. But, then I asked him about the flavoring. He said the main ingredients are
tamarind and sugar L. I knew it was too good to be true. This explains why I have a pain in my
right side. I feel like someone
punched me on the side of my stomach, below my ribs. It’s painful to bend over or move much. And it hurts to take a deep
breath in. It’s 3 hours after we
ate and this pain came on about 2 hours ago and has grown steadily worse. This is another one of those
inflammation symptoms caused by sugar that I had a lot before going SF. It’s back with a vengeance
tonight.
On an entirely different note, I have some statistics to
share. When I decided to start the
family on this GF, SF, DF plan, I explained to the kids that it was all about
health. It was about making our
bodies feel better and making our brains happier. It had nothing to do with a number on a scale. My girls use to weigh themselves
frequently. I told them we would
only weigh them once a month. I
weighed them the first time on this plan on February 4th in the
morning when they got up. I
recorded their weight. We had a snow
day today and it was my weigh-in day.
I weigh myself weekly on Thursdays. Maggie saw me pull out the scale and asked if she could be
weighed today. It’s close enough
to the end of the month, so I told her to get on. This kid lost 8 pounds in 3 weeks! Molly weighed herself and she lost 9 pounds in 3 weeks! I was shocked, but at the same time not
that surprised. They are eating
like champs. They LOVE picking out
their own fruits and veggies. They
LOVE eating fresh fish, nuts, eggs, chicken, turkey, venison and beef. They LOVE making new recipes. But, as hard as I try to focus on the
health benefits of eating this way, Maggie said, “I can’t wait to buy all those
cute little clothes. I don’t ever
fit in the cute little clothes and now I can.” This is the girl who is obsessed with shoes and dresses and
all things girly girly. I don’t
know where she came from. Poor kid
has the least fashion-sensed mom in the world.
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7 a.m. wake-up.
Weigh-in day. Today’s
weight is 214.8! For a total of
13.8 lbs in 6 weeks.
9 a.m. breakfast:
½ cup egg beaters, 1 slice cheese, 1 tbsp salsa, 1 cup almond milk, 1
orange
9:30 a.m.: workout: 30 minutes of Total Body by 21 Day Fix
11:30:
snack: 1 serving veggie
sticks
1:30 lunch:
salad, ¾ cup chicken, ¼ cup raisins, 1 tbsp sunflower seeds, 1 cup
quinoa
6:30 dinner: ½ plate
of beef Pad Thai. I’m thinking it
was no more than 2 cups that I ate.
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