|Celery Avocado Soup. So satisfying, I could only eat half.|
This last weekend marked the completion of The Garden Diet, 28 Day Transition to Raw program that I've been working. Overall, I feel that it was successful, yet I don't think I'm done yet. I've written about bouncing around and slipping a bit.
This last week was particularly challenging as my kids were home for spring break. Feeding them their "normal" food was like putting candy in front of a baby. I refer often to the addictive tendency to reach for food that is in front of me, regardless of whether I am really hungry, or even have a desire to eat it. That tendency was getting the best of me. Towards the end of the week, my daughter began scolding me if I tried her food. I found it incredibly annoying. Yet, really, if I were enjoying a scrumptious meal, and my dinner companion kept swiping food, I'd probably fork him. It left me thinking that in addition to acting out of control, I am not being respectful of others around me.
That was a bit of an eye opener, as I've never really felt that my addiction towards food is harmful to others - only myself. Now I think it is. Without beating myself up, or wallowing in self-pity, I believe that there have been numerous ways that my food consumption has been harmful to my family. As the stay-at-home-mom, the bad eating habits, whether I decide that raw vegan is the best diet, the Paleo, Zone, or some combination of the above, I have not fed my family well. The abundance that we have all been grateful for is killing us because I haven't patterned good nutrition. Anything I can say about how we "should" eat is quickly unraveled as I pop popcorn, indulge in packages of cookies, allow them to drink sodas, donuts, chips, candy, sugary cereals, etc. Let alone the state of mind I am in when I've eaten too much - I'm not particularly all there.
|Falafel. This is by far one of my favorite recipes, and those little,|
grubby fingers are my son's, trying to swipe all the cucumbers.
Earlier during this 28 day journey I wrote about how remarkably easy it was to give up dairy when I was breastfeeding my son. He was very colicky and I was quick to find the correlation between my dairy consumption and his stomach pains and cries. I gave up dairy, he became much more calm, and I never looked back. I marveled at how easy it was to give up something that I never, Ever thought I could do without, when it was for the health of my child, yet why was it so difficult to give up something for my own health? It is essential in my path to change to know and understand the importance of my role as mother - the nutrition I give to myself is the health and habits I pass on to my children. It may not be an immediate reaction, like the cries of a colicky baby, but the importance is just as great, all the same.
I must say, there were many days on the program that I looked over the menu and despaired, believing that I absolutely could not make it through the day on such little food. I would prepare double batches of juices knowing that I'd need extra for when I got desperate. Remarkably, I never got desperate. I never felt the hunger pangs that I most assuredly expected. The times I slipped up were more about addictive type eating, not eating out of hunger. Those days that I stuck to the plan I felt triumphant - not because it was so difficult to get through the day. I felt triumphant because I let go of the fear and despair and got down to the business of planning and preparing and enjoying my good food - oh, and doing all those other good things I do in a day.
Eating food that is so fresh, so clean, and so simple is uplifting.
My struggle to stick to the program isn't my failure. Each day is a new beginning. Each moment is an opportunity to restart my day. Oh, and by the way, I still lost 10 pounds. Hooray.
Today I've jumped straight into The Garden Diet's 21 day cleanse. I find this program of daily menus, recipes and shopping lists to be incredibly helpful and I look forward to continued support from the community. Thinking about trying a raw food diet, or trying to shed a few pounds, join me there.