Noblegiraffe ?Jaffa Cakes do not satiate hunger. At best they satiate a sugar craving.
I?m trying hard to distinguish between hunger and boredom and there have been many times when I?ve felt like snacking on crisps only to follow the diet advice of ?drink a glass of water as sometimes thirst and hunger are confused? and that craving go until the next mealtime.
Tea last night was lovely ? mackerel fillets for DH and me, fish fingers for the kids (they won?t eat fish in any other form), salad comprising of mixed lettuce, cherry tomatoes, cucumber, peppers and chopped carrots, all accompanied with a slice of seeded bread. The kids had yoghurt for pudding, DH had ice-pops and I didn?t have anything as I was full. I had an early night as I was tired so I don?t know what DH had after I?d gone to bed, and I didn?t ask him as it?s plainly none of my business.
Rabbit food was a term used in the context of me and the kids eating a fish and chip supper in front of DH whilst he was eating lettuce and brown rice on a strict low fat diet. It was not meant to infer that I see lettuce and brown rice as ?food only eaten by rabbits? and something that is akin to kryptonite to me. Quite the opposite. Everything in context.
I?ve taken on board that I?m possibly setting DH up as the fall guy for my failure to lose weight, and I?ve taken on board that I?m probably nagging him to do something that he doesn?t want to do. I don?t think I have an issue with food ? I know what?s healthy and what?s not and I know exactly what my downfalls have been over the years and I?m dealing with those weaknesses and gluttony. The kids are healthy and a perfect weight for their height and age, just sceptical about new foods that they haven?t had before, but that doesn?t mean that I?m going to stick to the same foods forever: DS took one mouthful of mackerel last night and spat it straight out because he didn?t like the texture, and I?m fine with that because at least he tried it. I was exactly the same when I was his age, but now I like all the foods I didn?t when I was 8. That?s just the way it is.
I love my husband and I?m the one who listens whilst he?s getting dressed and has a hissy fit that he can?t fit into his clothes anymore and I?m the one who gives him a cuddle and tells him that I love him just the way he is and that he?s kind, sensitive, a brilliant father, has gorgeous eyes and a lovely grabable bum, but with that reassurance comes a sense of responsibility as the food-buyer and meal-cooker that I am partly responsible for his weight, and I don?t think I am, not completely anyway. Regarding diets, I once read a great car analogy that if you?re built like a Transit van you can?t suddenly go putting the same amount of fuel in as you would for a Mini and expect it to run the same. We don?t eat less, just differently. Whereas I might have before cooked a carbonara (or dish similar to the cheesy/bacony/eggy/creamy/pasta dish that I affectionately refer to as ?carbonara?) using cream and parmesan cheese, nowadays I limit the cheese during cooking and use crème fraiche. Whereas in the past I?ve snacked on crisps and cheese, now I try and recognise the difference between hunger and boredom and try and snack on fruit if needed.
I don?t think I?m a bad wife for wanting to encourage my husband to lessen sugar and fat and late night eating, and I would never ever dream of removing food from his hand that I think is ?bad for him?, nor do I have a disapprove or sneer when he tucks into a family bag of Haribos whilst watching Holby. It becomes an issue for me when it becomes an issue for him, and whilst I know that I can?t force him to lose weight, I feel like I bear some responsibility for ?allowing? (that is the wrong word but I can?t think of another one more appropriate right now) him to graze on sugar and fat without question.
I hate the word ?diet? in the context of losing weight as it implies restrictions and unachievable expectations long term, and I feel that crash diets wouldn?t work for me because I would put the weight back on as quickly as I lost it. For me it?s about re-educating my body to love food, making small changes that add up, such as using low fat crème fraiche instead of cream, snacking on fruit instead of crisps. And also with that comes an aspect of moving one?s arse in terms of exercise, which DH and I are both working up for, and maybe one day DH and I will both exercise side by side on the treadmill in the local gym!
And for the record my clothes size is going down quite nicely thanks, steadily but surely.