Food Stuff

Dunno what I’m eating these days so I’m keeping track. I mean, I know what I’m eating, but I don’t know what I’m eating, if that makes any sense.

I don’t know how I feel about this. Apprehensive mostly, I think. But as M2 eats more & more solid food & nurses less, I’m not using as many calories producing milk and in general, I just need to relearn how to eat right. I haven’t been paying much attention to it in the past year after being all freaked about it due to borderline gestational diabetes… To remember to think about portion sizes before I put them on my plate (much less realize that once again I’ve wolfed down my food in an attempt to get it eaten before the baby wakes up, so I can stop being interupted and just feed the baby her food, before the girl demands half of it (and on first thought it seems like a good idea to share my food, but then again, that’s one of those not so great habits to encourage and sheesh I’m supposed to be some kind of role model — ahhhhahahahahahaha!). Um. That and there’s the whole sugar/chocolate/serotonin in the morning addiction issue. But the risk of type II popping up once one has had gestational is higher than the general population so it would be worth the time and effort to make sure that we don’t end up there. A couple months of it was more than plenty, thanks (and so far since then, everything has been just fine, I check every couple months randomly…).

I’m trying to come at it from a place without judgement. There are certain facts that need to be addressed. That’s all. And I have a very reasonable goal — unlike many I’ve set in the past. I just want to make sure I’m eating right. That’s a good thing. That’s all. Simple… right?

[Note to self: you do not need to analyze this to death, professional nutrition analysis software not-withstanding, just because you have it doesn’t mean you need to do the full work up — just get the picture, note the problem areas, & move on…]

Right.

Some day I’ll be out of graduate school and therein lies the potential to add some movement in. Moving is good. I sit in front of a computer doing papers, responding to class forums, listening to lectures, way too much… And uh, slacking like this. I’m going to go get even more stationary & lie in a hot bath and finish up this week’s reading because we’re this**close to the end of the quarter & the final research project is due for peer editing a week from yesterday & another project is due the following Sunday, then the final research project is due the next Wednesday. And then, two weeks to catch my breath before it all starts all over again.