Well here we are again, trying to get healthy.
I wonder if this is a particular obsession of the modern world. Whereas previous generations may have stressed frequently over having enough food to feed their children (if it weren’t for that little old Potato Famine, I wouldn’t even be here) today we are obsessed with what not to feed our children. Or is that just me?
Here is where you may point out that it’s January 21 and I am three weeks late to this health-craze party. But 1.) as I mentioned, Christmas just ended last week for us, and 2.) I am late to everything, always.
I have spent the better part of this last week
battling lice* stepping on Legos thinking about maybe joining a friend on her upcoming Whole30. What am I, crazy or something? Yes.
*Post for another day. DIE BUGS, DIE!
But aside from that, I have been needling Dr. Awesome for a while about going back to sugar free again, like we did in 2017 from October 19th until Thanksgiving. (And unlike this past year, 2017 had a really late Thanksgiving. So that was HARD.) As much as we loved how we felt, felt proud of steering our family in the right nutritional direction, and wanted to break the food-as-entertainment cycle, it was still, you know, hard. So it’s taken us about three months of “considering” it before I could get him to commit.
(Interestingly enough, that’s also how long we dated before I could get him to commit. Huh.)
Then I started seriously reading and considering the Whole30 book my friend lent me, and talking to him about that. Perhaps it’s the idea of no sugar, alcohol, dairy, soy, grains, or legumes that has led him to consider the idea of no sugar, alcohol, or white flour (my personal definition of “sugar free”) more palatable. But I finally told him, “Hey, I’m going to do this Whole30 thing. Will you at least do sugar free with me?” and he said yes.
Then we set a start date for today, and he immediately ran out and bought a bar of sweet orange chocolate and some pink champagne. Starting sugar free with a headache. Great.
So keeping the upcoming Whole30 in mind, we’re calling this our “Mini10.” That is, starting today we are sugar free for 10 days. Day 11 is Pete’s birthday. His specific requests are Pizza Hut, hot dogs, and “THE BIGGEST AIRPLANE PROPELLER CAKE IN THE WORLD!” We’re starting our Whole30 the day after that.
Over the next 10 days I’ll be prepping for our Whole30 by making some compliant freezer foods (like meatballs, to make busy nights easier) and testing out Whole30 recipes on the kids. I think this will help me get an idea of what they’ll eat and also ease us into the changes.
So far I haven’t decided exactly how “wholly Whole30” the rest of my family will be. At the moment, I am planning for all food served by me to be compliant. Also note, I officially asked Dr. Awesome to do the Whole30 “around, not with” me. That is, he doesn’t really want to do it, and as long as I don’t have to see it, smell it, hear about it, or find the receipt for it, I don’t care. (No he can’t keep beer and chocolate in the house. Are you trying to sabotage me?)
Pete’s daily preschool snack is usually crackers with cheese, provided by school, and I am in no way coming between him and that. Getting him to consider apple slices and almond butter an appealing breakfast will be its own herculean feat.
Sally’s school sells big soft pretzels Monday through Thursday during morning recess, and we allow her to buy one once a week if she has the money. If I make the house completely grain free, I will probably let her get the pretzel two or three times a week. It depends on how much she whines.
Bitsy gets to keep her whole milk and full-fat plain yogurt, because I am weaning her from the breast currently, and that’s challenge enough.
Now, we’ve done sugar-and-alcohol-free before. When Sally and Pete were nurslings they were allergic to milk and soy proteins, so I had to cut all dairy and soy (including clarified butter) from my diet for a full year with Sally and about 8 months with Pete. We’ve done that before; you get used to it. We’ve never done “no legumes” but frankly almond butter is a pretty tasty substitute for peanut butter, so I’m not that worried. I do cook with a lot of beans because Sally and I like them and so does our grocery budget. But Dr. Awesome doesn’t love them, and the mini Dr. Awesome decidedly HATES them. In fact, I once caught Pete fretfully talking in his sleep and as I live and breath, he said, whimpering in terror, “No beans!”
To be honest, I am looking forward to a month of not once hearing, “Aww BEANS?! This is disGUSTING!” from my son.
More on the hows, the goals, and the real whys later. Right now I have to go put a loaf of whole wheat bread in the oven, because we aren’t grain-free yet.