Wednesday, February 06, 2013
Yes, I love my Mamma. I call her every day, visit often, and always pray for her. I don't like eating her meals. I have a very hard time saying "No thank you" to my Mamma.
My mother loves to feed me things that are not good for me-potatoes, cookies, pies and cake. I've told her that I have diabetes, but she still equates food with love. She feels the need to feed me, and she believes that I need to eat it. I eat her food when I cannot politely get out of it.
So what do I do? I try to visit after a meal. I take her out to eat often. I try to teach her about diabetes. I also take and eat a very small portion.
I am eating to live instead of living to eat even at my Mamma's home.