It all makes sense now
I love my mother and she is so sadly missed. I realize now alot of my eating problems come from my childhood. My mother could not cook. She was the absolute worst cook.
Her talents were in sewing, crafting and games. At dinner I can remember scanning the table, praying there was something with gravy. My father had to have bread everynight, and if the meal was bad and we had gravy all was good. I would eat bread and gravy to fill up. Many nights I went to bed hungry because I couldn’t stand her cooking.
One rule was in the house (and my dad was so strict) was CLEAN YOUR PLATE. I can imagine many of you grew up that way. Having a pop (Coke) was such a treat. My brother and I were allowed to split one on the weekend. How sad thinking back.
As soon as I left home, which was early (hadn’t even graduated high school yet) I discovered the love for food. I would eat whenever, whatever and how
much I wanted. I DIDN’T have to clean my plate anymore and I lived on Coca Cola.
So there you see, its funny how our childhood affects the way we eat today. It wasn’t that my mother ate the wrong foods, it was the way they raised me. I love to cook, I love to eat, and I truly love to cook for others that enjoy my meals.
I think I have a much better understanding….I’ve been in a good place since starting BuddySlim. Many slip ups for sure, but overall I’ve learned alot about making the wise choices and still enjoying food. Thats my goal for 2008. I know why I’ve become the size I am today, I know I can change that and I WILL!!!
Letter B
Beauty: Train the eyes of your soul to look for the beauty in life. “Beauty is God’s hand-writing–a wayside sacrament,” observed Ralph Waldo Emerson. “Welcome it in every fair face, in every fair sky, in every fair flower, and thank God for it as a cup of blessing.”
Yes, I know what you are talking about, and it scares the crap out of me knowing that what I do today(feeding),effects what they do in the future ! I am trying to feed them right but, am I being to strict on them those thoughts enter my mind quite often ! By the way I love your smileys ! Kimmi
I had the same mother as you, I think. Except my mother worked all night 7 nights a week as a nurse. My dad was just there. Alcohol was his problem, hence mom’s working. I married VERY young and learned to follow recipes carefully, but my teacher was into fried chicken, fried cornbread, pork chops and gravy, banana bread. Tasty but deadly. My sister and I loved the cokes, too. Well, it’s never too late to have a happy childhood. We can form new healthy habits and as I have heard, “When you know better, you will do better!” Love, Marge
Boy oh boy to look back at how we ate as kids - UGH
Bread every night with dinner, pasta of some type most nights, quite often mac and cheese yikes, potatoes often - yuck no wonder I don’t care for them today (thats a bonus now though) lol.
and oh yes the CLEAN YOUR PLATE
Gee whiz makes a person wonder why they are overweight now - NOT!!!!!
Great blog
HAPPY NEW YEAR
Lori
BeaUtiful Jane! Thank you for popping into my head with your continuously supportive words and ideas. We have to open our eyes to see the beauty everywhere, don’t we? and welcome the slow and new behaviors. Slow means they will stay with us I think. This is what I am hoping for anyways. Have a great day
I hear you on this one! My mother can not cook now nor could she back then. We lived on canned foods like spaghetti o’s, ravioli, and Ramen noodles! When she did cook, it was so full of fat and grease that I never wanted any part of it. I was like you, when I moved out on my own, I discovered how good food could be and I too lived on coca cola! We now are still learning these new habits that we will need for life. Hope you have a great day Jane!
Love this, and so proud of how you are growing, keep it up!
Wow….this reminded me of my college days. You see my parents were very lenient on drinking…every person in my family has been allowed to drink as soon as they turn 15, so we drinking was no big thing for us…we would drink with family and like I said, it was no big deal. When I got to college, all the kids whose parents were HUGE on NOT DRINKING would go buck wild at parties….and would always drink to the point of getting sick. I found myself always taking care of my friends who would drink too much, too fast. Funny thing, I knew my limit and oftentimes found myself the designated driver. So…when I read your blog, you reminded me of those friends. And hey, I understand….my parents were never big on fast food or junk food…so when I lived on my own, I went a little crazy with food…and well, the rest is history ’cause look where we are now!! LOL!!
I believe knowledge is power and the more we know about ourselves, and our triggers, the more success we will achieve!!
those aha moments are so helpful! my mom has always been super strict on food and portions and there were allowances on things, so now i go crazy and eat all i want b/c i can. it’s such a control thing and a defiance thing. then my dad is this great cook, food = love kind of guy who totally overeats and has food falling out of the pantry. complete opposites. i tend to go his way which is why i am here - trying to find the middle ground!
Jane
I can certainly relate as well, except my mother was very worried about my weight and brought me to a diet doctor at the age of 8. Looking back I really think that started me on my way with food…thanks for your blog and for sharing your experience, strength and hope…good luck