Well, this weekend was the Illinois Christian Home Educators Convention. It was great! And crazy, my homeschooling friends know what I'm talking about. It's kinda like being at a wonderful farmers market, there's all these great things to see & do. At first you take in all the sweet aromas & meander slowly though this ever so relaxing time, maybe even run into a few friends & buy some treasured items. After a while though, your feet start to swell & all those previously sweet smells begin to mesh together & you have a headache, Then BAM!!! Run over by a cart full of flowers!!
You're laying their dazed & confused but there's all this pretty stuff around you & no matter how much you know you should walk away, instead you limp toward the flowers & ask for more....
Now, if you think I'm exaggerating you should take a look at the golf ball sized bruise on my leg!
That being said, the bumps & bruises are worth it I'll go into more detail, but not today.
What is on my mind however is the mysterious allergic reaction the Bear had just over a week ago. I was really leaning toward cheese or some sort of dairy product because she had another reaction (or so it seemed) Wednesday & the only connection I could make was cheese. We also thought it could have been food poisoning but after thinking some that doesn't add up with all her previous tummy issues.
I just spoke to her pediatrician & she has absolutely NO ALLERGIES...UGH...seriously???
Well, we are still waiting for the Gluten Intolerance results & hope to get them tomorrow. But come on really! I am trying not to wig out over here! What's the deal???
I'm really at a loss, I don't even know what to feed her & don't want to give her something hurtful.
Errrggggggg.....
OK, pardon my miniwig.
I think I just made up a word...miniwig...fun.
Anyway, without having clear direction I don't feel comfortable having my regular Monday Cooking Day. I will bake some breads for the week & try to come up with a menu plan but that's about it. I'm also toying with the idea of removing Gluten anyway because an article I read explained the difference between Gluten Intolerance & Wheat Allergy. There is a large portion of people with Celiac Symptoms (gluten intolerance) who don't test positive for it. These people assume maybe they're just allergic to Wheat & go about their lives with the impression everything is fine & it's OK to eat it learning to live with the chronic issues. Or maybe their diagnosed with IBS. The problem is if you're not testing positive for Celiac & do have it, it becomes quite a danger over time. It is not an allergy, it's an Auto-Immune Disease & is cause for concern if not treated.
Well, after schooling you on all the Celiac stuff you probably understand a bit more why my kitchen is at a standstill. And furthermore why I may just cut Gluten out all together, see Bear is having so many symptoms of Gluten Intolerance & if it doesn't show up on her initial blood test we have to do further blood panels & possibly a biopsy of her small intestine.
Yea, I really don't think I'm gonna go there.
Who knows maybe it will show up on the test & I will have answers & if it doesn't Big Daddy & I will figure it out from there, either way I'm sure God will direct our paths.
And my kitchen =)
The Blessed Supermom
Showing posts with label Diet. Show all posts
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Monday, June 6, 2011
Monday, November 1, 2010
Survival
I survived.....I think.
I think I survived Day 1 of my diet, the reason I say "I think" is because there are still a few hours left in the day & there is fresh bread just waiting for me to slather it with butter & devour it before anyone knows.
Honestly, this is a lot harder than I remember, has the first day always been this difficult?? I'm hungrier than ever, I feel like I could violently break in the windows of a bakery & eat EVERYTHING. I don't understand my tummy.
Usually I don't eat much of anything all day, I know I know...that's bad. But it's the truth, I don't eat, maybe a little bit here & there but no real food. Sometimes, I realize I haven't eaten when I'm suddenly sick.
Soooo, I thought I would feel great this morning when I got up & ate breakfast and at first I did but after 2 hours I was hungry! And I had "a well balanced meal" what gives?? I realized throughout the day that I was hungry every 2-3 hours. I remember someone telling me once your supposed to eat every few hours but I have no idea why.
The big thing I noticed was that I did good all day, it was difficult but I did it until.....
I was sad.
I'm having struggles with my parenting, I have a lot of insecurity right now. My girls aren't being the children I'd like them to be. I love them but I suppose I'm taking there behavior very personal.
All day I felt like a less than good mama because they weren't doing as told & I lost my temper more than once. Then The Hubby told me he has to work overtime tomorrow & I won't be able to visit a friend I very much want to see. Well, after my day & that bit of news I just wanted to eat everything. I didn't care about my efforts of the day, I didn't care about my commitment to myself & others.
I just wanted the hurt to stop & food was the good & reliable friend waiting to console me. I knew I needed to pray, I knew I needed to confess to God my idolatry.
But, I couldn't, because then the shame comes. It's a vicious roller coaster, but it's one I refuse to stay on any longer. I can't live this way, it's not good physically nor emotionally.
O Lord, My God, Forgive me. I need you so desperately for I am weak, I am unable & unsure. Lord steady my feet & light my path on this unknown journey. I am timid & afraid, Goliath jeers & laughs at me & I see that I am incapable. But I call on the Mighty God of Israel, I call on The Most High God to enable me through His power. I praise you Abba Father for you are good & merciful. Thank you Lord. In your matchless name, Amen
I think I survived Day 1 of my diet, the reason I say "I think" is because there are still a few hours left in the day & there is fresh bread just waiting for me to slather it with butter & devour it before anyone knows.
Honestly, this is a lot harder than I remember, has the first day always been this difficult?? I'm hungrier than ever, I feel like I could violently break in the windows of a bakery & eat EVERYTHING. I don't understand my tummy.
Usually I don't eat much of anything all day, I know I know...that's bad. But it's the truth, I don't eat, maybe a little bit here & there but no real food. Sometimes, I realize I haven't eaten when I'm suddenly sick.
Soooo, I thought I would feel great this morning when I got up & ate breakfast and at first I did but after 2 hours I was hungry! And I had "a well balanced meal" what gives?? I realized throughout the day that I was hungry every 2-3 hours. I remember someone telling me once your supposed to eat every few hours but I have no idea why.
The big thing I noticed was that I did good all day, it was difficult but I did it until.....
I was sad.
I'm having struggles with my parenting, I have a lot of insecurity right now. My girls aren't being the children I'd like them to be. I love them but I suppose I'm taking there behavior very personal.
All day I felt like a less than good mama because they weren't doing as told & I lost my temper more than once. Then The Hubby told me he has to work overtime tomorrow & I won't be able to visit a friend I very much want to see. Well, after my day & that bit of news I just wanted to eat everything. I didn't care about my efforts of the day, I didn't care about my commitment to myself & others.
I just wanted the hurt to stop & food was the good & reliable friend waiting to console me. I knew I needed to pray, I knew I needed to confess to God my idolatry.
But, I couldn't, because then the shame comes. It's a vicious roller coaster, but it's one I refuse to stay on any longer. I can't live this way, it's not good physically nor emotionally.
O Lord, My God, Forgive me. I need you so desperately for I am weak, I am unable & unsure. Lord steady my feet & light my path on this unknown journey. I am timid & afraid, Goliath jeers & laughs at me & I see that I am incapable. But I call on the Mighty God of Israel, I call on The Most High God to enable me through His power. I praise you Abba Father for you are good & merciful. Thank you Lord. In your matchless name, Amen
Thursday, October 28, 2010
My Precious
Well, I posted that I'll be starting my weight loss journey this up coming Monday & for the most part, I'm excited. I have some good ideas to implement & wonderful women who are just as excited as I am to shed some unwanted pounds.
However, I'm intimidated too. I mean come on, when I met The Hubby I was about 60 lbs less than what I weigh now! That's A LOT of pounds. And it took 11 years to put it on & I really don't wanna have to wait 11 more years to feel/look good again.
Anyway, this week is my "last hoorah" of eating some good yummies I will need to cut back on. And yes, I said CUT BACK not CUT OUT. I don't do well when I restrict myself to the extreme, if I do that I end up like the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man in Ghostbusters pounding through the streets in search of food. Not a pretty sight.
I mean I'm not going way overboard & eating every cookie & brownie in sight, but I have a few things I wanna work outta my system.
Breyer's Strawberry Ice Cream & Oreo's for example.
I told The Hubby a few weeks back that I had to have some of my Breyer's before I started my diet & then it slipped my mind because it's been too cold for ice cream. Well, this past Monday I started getting goofy for my Breyer's & finally yesterday I told The Hubby I had to hurry up & finish dinner so I could run out to the grocery store. He's all like OK baby, no big deal...I said "no, you don't understand...I NEED TO GO & NOTHING IS GOING TO STOP ME"
He kinda grunted & was all like...again~no biggie. But I wanted him to understand the magnitude of the situation, it was my ice cream & if I had to go to the store he had to take care of everything at home.
And NOTHING was stopping me from going to the store, NOTHING was coming between me & my ice cream. I spoke fervently & quickly that I only had a few days left & that I was gonna buy hot fudge & whipped topping too & that I just had to have it.
He sat across the table & whispered...."My Precious"
However, I'm intimidated too. I mean come on, when I met The Hubby I was about 60 lbs less than what I weigh now! That's A LOT of pounds. And it took 11 years to put it on & I really don't wanna have to wait 11 more years to feel/look good again.
Anyway, this week is my "last hoorah" of eating some good yummies I will need to cut back on. And yes, I said CUT BACK not CUT OUT. I don't do well when I restrict myself to the extreme, if I do that I end up like the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man in Ghostbusters pounding through the streets in search of food. Not a pretty sight.
I mean I'm not going way overboard & eating every cookie & brownie in sight, but I have a few things I wanna work outta my system.
Breyer's Strawberry Ice Cream & Oreo's for example.
I told The Hubby a few weeks back that I had to have some of my Breyer's before I started my diet & then it slipped my mind because it's been too cold for ice cream. Well, this past Monday I started getting goofy for my Breyer's & finally yesterday I told The Hubby I had to hurry up & finish dinner so I could run out to the grocery store. He's all like OK baby, no big deal...I said "no, you don't understand...I NEED TO GO & NOTHING IS GOING TO STOP ME"
He kinda grunted & was all like...again~no biggie. But I wanted him to understand the magnitude of the situation, it was my ice cream & if I had to go to the store he had to take care of everything at home.
And NOTHING was stopping me from going to the store, NOTHING was coming between me & my ice cream. I spoke fervently & quickly that I only had a few days left & that I was gonna buy hot fudge & whipped topping too & that I just had to have it.
He sat across the table & whispered...."My Precious"
Yea, I guess I deserved that cuz I was kinda acting like a lunatic. But I can't say I learned from it because I went ahead & bought my ice cream & ate gobs of it. Then today was a really stressful day & ya know what I kept thinking about??
OREOS.
Every time I got worked up I would think "Man, I want some OREOS " now I didn't act on it, mostly because I didn't wanna share with the kids.
Yea, I'm bad.
But, it really struck me that I was looking to food to calm me. WHOA!! That's a pretty big deal ya know. It was a line drive smack in the middle of the forehead that I'm getting my peace somewhere other than God. That's a real dishonor to Him.
He clearly states in His word~
"You shall not make for yourself an idol in the form of anything in heaven above or on the earth beneath or in the waters below. You shall not bow down to them or worship them; for I, the LORD your God, am a jealous God, punishing the children for the sin of the fathers to the third and fourth generation of those who hate me. Exodus 20:4-5
I need to point out that I see I'm worshiping this food by looking it to it for joy, peace, & all sorts of stuff. It's just plain wrong & hurts the heart of God. It can't possibly please Him that when I'm stressed out dealing with my Internet provider that instead of running to Him I run to the refrigerator. How messed up is that??
Honestly, that's not truly trusting Him~that's looking to "my precious" for my security. I can't do that anymore. It's wrong.
So, I suppose this upcoming Monday I'll be doing more than attempting to shed unwanted pounds, I'll begin dealing with feelings I've shoved down over the years with food. I'll be throwing "my precious" into the fires of Mt. Doom & hope to say goodbye forever. (The Hubby really knows his LOTR)
OREOS.
Every time I got worked up I would think "Man, I want some OREOS " now I didn't act on it, mostly because I didn't wanna share with the kids.
Yea, I'm bad.
But, it really struck me that I was looking to food to calm me. WHOA!! That's a pretty big deal ya know. It was a line drive smack in the middle of the forehead that I'm getting my peace somewhere other than God. That's a real dishonor to Him.
He clearly states in His word~
"You shall not make for yourself an idol in the form of anything in heaven above or on the earth beneath or in the waters below. You shall not bow down to them or worship them; for I, the LORD your God, am a jealous God, punishing the children for the sin of the fathers to the third and fourth generation of those who hate me. Exodus 20:4-5
I need to point out that I see I'm worshiping this food by looking it to it for joy, peace, & all sorts of stuff. It's just plain wrong & hurts the heart of God. It can't possibly please Him that when I'm stressed out dealing with my Internet provider that instead of running to Him I run to the refrigerator. How messed up is that??
Honestly, that's not truly trusting Him~that's looking to "my precious" for my security. I can't do that anymore. It's wrong.
So, I suppose this upcoming Monday I'll be doing more than attempting to shed unwanted pounds, I'll begin dealing with feelings I've shoved down over the years with food. I'll be throwing "my precious" into the fires of Mt. Doom & hope to say goodbye forever. (The Hubby really knows his LOTR)
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