Monday, January 30, 2012
I have been in a dinner rut for some time now. As a mom it is my job to daily come up with a new something or other for dinner. My choice would simply be to cater myself with a salad and kids can have cereal or a sandwich nightly. But, that's kind of a lazy way out. LOL
You can imagine my delight when I remembered I had Rachel Ray's 365 no repeats! I thought this would be great as I can try new recipes and also keep thing in a healthy perspective. I was trying the phase one of the Spark Menu plan but there was just simply too many repeats. I can only eat white beans on my spaghetti less than 8 times in one month!!
So having said that, I planned out my shopping list and set to work. I thought "this is going to be so great" as she literally has them listed in order. Now...for days 4, 5, 6, and 7 there are four different variations of mac-n-cheese. I could skip through the book and try different things or I could stay in order. I chose to stay in order and spread them out during the week. Yesterday I did the mac-n-cheese with broccoli. I followed the recipe exactly and when I was all done cooking at it looked at the book again.
I looked at the casserole dish stuffed with a pound of elbow noodles, cheddar, and almost 3 cups of broccoli. four, huh. wow!
I had almost convinced the oldest that this was indeed a healthier version of macaroni and cheese and look at the serving size when I began putting the recipe in Spark (with my own variations of course)
we cut the servings in half.
Today was Smoky Turkey Shepherd's pie. Again the book says "serves 4" again I cut the servings in half.
I just hope Rachel doesn't eat a full servings of this stuff herself and if she does...
I want her workout.
On another note: T and I came up with a compromise. He's pretty adament on buying a house and that's all fine and dandy. So, HE'S gonna buy a house and WE will continue to take things slow. I still think he's crazy, but at least my name will be no where near the deal. Strangely enough, I feel a sudden sense of calm so I must've really be internally stressed about the thought of the idea.
who knew? (well, cleary my constantly being stuffed tummy did!!)
This is good. Now I won't get attached to a house that he wants to sell in 5 years anyhow and I won't feel "trapped" should things go sideways in the future. Perhaps it does sound slightly negative, but .... I have to take care of myself and my girls. Priority numero uno.
Ahhhh....I feel better. Let's see what is on the menu for Rachel tomorrow...Smoky Goucha mac n cheese with cauliflower...
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
As a mom of three teenage girls, I take great care in the building of self esteem. I don't do it lightly either. I know that in today's media crazed society and the immense amount of peer influences surrounding my girls I have to take my mission to a high priority level.
I have always stressed to them the HEALTHY diet versus FAD diets and scams.
I have always tried to keep them busy with some form of exercise, even if through school or play.
I tell them every day how beautiful they are. Every single day. and how much I love them.
I was prepared for this. Even when beginning my own weight loss journey I strive to promote healthy image through example. They've caught me a few times though... "oh mom...you compain about your butt so let me complain about my curly hair..." In the end though, I try to keep it real for them.
What I hadn't expected over the years though is every place the criticims come from. I thought the negative imagery was only from the media or other young peers struggling with their own deflated esteems.
I didn't expect to have to protect from my own family members.
It's crazy. Over the years my oldest was told my "a" family member that her butt was too big. Teased by another about her curly hair. And every time I would stand up and have to reaffirm how pretty she is and each time it was harder as she would brainwash herself into believing the criticisms of others. Now mind you, it's not as if the comments were made by trophy wives or things of beauties themselves...just your average family member who have nothing better to do but criticize the life of anyone else to avoid their own misery.
As a teenager she struggled with independance and her grades. Only recently I have discovered she is probably ADD (attention deficit) and I thought about this...Yes, she probably is and No...I would have never put her on meds or traded anything in...You see, and we've discussed this BECAUSE she probably is does mean she is messy (and I don't mean slightly) It does mean she has a hard time focusing.....however, she is also one of the brightest and creative people I know. Because we acknowlege this and because I spent the past three semesters with her in school, I am proud to say that my "big butt, curly hair'd, probably won't finish high school troublemaker" is now on the President's Honor Roll in school and is deciding on which University to attend in the fall. She works out with me frequently and has learned to love her hair...although she still hates some body parts...
My middle love was born at pretty close to 11 pounds. All her life I've had people ask me "should you put her on a diet now as she was born so big?" I kid you not. I rebelled. Why would you automatically belittle someone for the way they were born? Again, I strived to maintain good self esteem. My third one came right after her and she was born long, slender, and with a major attitude.
The hardest parts of keeping those two up were against each other. When ever they became angry my youngest would scream at how fat the middle one was. As always it wsa my job to instill manners and positive imagery.....without gleefully beating the crap outof the 3rd one. LOL
Over the years, I've watched D2 blossom into arts, music and scholar. Her goal is Harvard or such and her Dad and I are trying to save now because we know by her personality....she'll do it! She maintains a very good grade average (4.2 out of 4) and strives for perfection. Sounds great doesn't it? It is....until I find myself with:
me: "yes, and she does ballet and tap"
family member: "isn't she too tall for ballet/"
(She's almost 5'9" at 14)
Where do these limitations COME from? Too tall for ballet? Too clumsy for cheer (3rd daughter....she has my clutzilla skills)
To this I respond:
I love the way she thinks! She takes pictures from the most unique perspective. I worry about her. I worry about all my girls. I know they will be okay as I know every day I will keep striving to build up what even the most well intentioned try to tear down.
I guess what I want to share in this long ramble is how much harder it is to build UP good self esteem than it is to tear down. Remember the cheer suicide? It made the front page of the Sunday Sacramento Bee....The suicides are the highest it's ever been. So people, hold hands, look around and THINK before you say. Encourage your nieces, nephews, cousins, 2nd cousins, daughters and sons don't criticize them. Remember: it takes at least seven acts of niceness to make up for ONE act of cruelty. (Sierra College Class/PSYCH101)
In the meantime, I will keep building up esteems. After all I've got to count on these three to take care of me when I'm older....LOL
She will be getting her Associates in May :o)
I love the way my "too tall" ballerina thinks.
I am often told "wow, I would never expect her to be a cheerleader, she's a clutz"
They've won 1st place 3x now.
I will keep believing in them, even when they don't believe in themselves.
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