Ok, Emily V signing in again after my false start. Today is Day 3 for me. I switched up my 7 after a week of retrospect: whole wheat tortillas, (fresh from Texas, thank you very much), eggs, cheese, sweet potatoes, broccoli and turkey. No coffee or wine. Just to be up front, I'm being quite liberal with "turkey". I am allowing deli turkey, ground turkey, turkey sausage, etc. Also, I have found sweet potato chips (holla) that only have spices on them so even though they were made in a factory as long as the only ingredients are sweet potato, oil to fry them and spice to spice them I count it as fair.
Now..on to caffeine. Man. I had all the withdrawl symptoms. Serious headache...not sure I'm over the hill on that one. Slight depression...wish I were kidding. AND EVEN MUSCLE PAIN AND ACHES. I mean, what in in the world. I am now remembering that whenever my parents come visit they can barely drink our coffee because we make it so strong. Starbuks is a wam hug around me...never too strong. So I am realizing that even though I only had 1 or 2 cups in the morining it was more like 2 or 4 cups a day. That may make a little more sense. So....enough of that...good to know I'm coming out of it. What I really love about freeing myself from this is that my morning disposition has changed. I used to wake up and run for the coffee machine. If I didn't get a full cup of coffee before the girls started asking, wanting, needing it would really make me mad. I felt like I was about to be their servant all day. The least they could do is not need me until I'd had one cup of coffee. That sounds like a reasonable request, however, the reality of it is that I have three kids under 5. As much as I wish they had that kind of reasoning, they don't. It is like I was looking at an apple tree, wondering why in the world oranges kept on growing. In this season of my life, I own apple trees. These apple trees are going to produce apples. Perhaps in their teen years they will become the more appreciative, self sufficent orange trees I desire. So....all that to say, I am able to get up and take care of their natural and appropriate needs without a chip on my shoulder. Amen to that. We are all happier.
Last thought...sorry for this long one. I promise to make shorter posts in the future it is just that I have been depressed with muscle aches and no energy until this moring :) When I was home in Texas my dad gave me a book a former colleague of his. She has an amazing story. Grew up in an abusive home. Turned to drinking and drugs. Joined the military. Still felt empty. Checked out church. Gave herself to God to use wherever he needed. Six years later she is speaking the good word to the people of SUDAN. Holy moly. I mean, I feel like Christian Light. That is some serious stuff. She lives in Africa, among the people, preaching to them about Jesus Christ. I can't even imagine the comforts she has given up, least of all saftey. I pray for her. There is nothing like reading a story about someone else who is doing something WAY more extreme than eating 7 foods to zip my lips. Coincidence that this book came into my possession right now? I think not.
I'm thinking we should meet up at some point and hash out some thoughts......anyone interested?
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