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What it really needed, though, was for me to pay more attention to it.
Life has been stressful in my house since the holidays. We all have those stretches of time when life can get really... lifey. When it's all difficult and complicated and we have to be tougher than we want to be and deal with things. I knew we'd get through it, but I knew it would be hard. I managed by being 100% focused on being productive and calm during the day and rewarding myself with "me time" each night.
That time primarily took the form of sitting on my cozy sofa after the kids went to bed, with a glass of wine, and the TV on, and maybe also my iPhone in my hand. Those three things helped my stressed-out ferret brain relax. I was able to distract and numb myself each night with Downton Abbey and Trivia Crack and Pinot Noir and some lovely cheese and crackers. And it was very nice and it helped a lot.
Until 6:45am when my alarm clock went off. I regretted every sip of wine and every bite of Jarlsburg I'd eaten after the kids' bedtime. Every episode of House Hunters International I'd stayed up too late to watch would come back to taunt me. I would wake up knowing how stressful my day would be, feeling bad about about the choices I'd made the night before. The inner monologue that my ferret-brain spews at me before 7am is not helpful. But it speaks the truth:
- You ate 1,500 calories all day and got 10,000 steps and then BLEW IT after 9pm because there was a Property Brothers marathon on. You're an idiot.
- You've been so exhausted and you're going to get sick if you don't get rest and how do you respond to this? By staying up until 1:00 am watching The Mummy Returns on cable for the 4,000th time. Good job, jack ass.
- Great! Overslept again! And you feel like garbage and now everyone has to rush to get out the door and the whole family's day will be off to a crappy start! But hey, you won 5 games of Trivia Crack in the middle of the night so it's all worth it.
That "me time" was keeping me heavy and making me feel physically yucky. It wasn't actually helping me manage stress either. It was actively making each day more difficult. I learned that if I drink in the evenings, I will snack. I can't help it. That's who I am. But if I don't drink, I won't snack. I also learned that I can stay up 'til midnight watching dumb TV and not feel bad the next day if I don't eat things that give me heartburn and drink things that give me a headache. The specific things I was drinking and snacking on (red wine and salted almonds, or cheese and crackers) are pretty much the last things that my body can metabolize in any quantity without feeling sick.*
*You can read my Whole 30 posts about this but the sulfates in red wine, the dairy/gluten combo of cheese and crackers, and most tree nuts (especially my beloved almonds) just don't work for my body. I honestly did not know that. And I was consuming them maybe 4 nights a week and wondering why I woke up feeling like crap.
My kids feel stress just like I do, in fact they feel my stress just as I feel theirs. They watch how I cope with it. This seems to be the year of us having difficult conversations and lately we've been talking about nutrition and making better choices about what we eat. Those conversations have focused on the following: what you put in your body profoundly affects how you feel, physically and emotionally. It affects how much energy you have, it affects your moods, what you feel like doing, and sometimes even your ability to control yourself.
They know exactly how they feel after eating too much sugar. They know that if they drink something with caffeine, they get hyper and then they crash. If they drink a Coke too late in the day - sleeping is not happening. I told them how drinking wine seems to affect me - it makes me feel relaxed and happy, but I usually eat snacks I shouldn't and stay up too late, and then later wish I hadn't. Just like when they eat too much sugar, they get rowdy, make too much noise, and get yelled at for acting like Howler monkeys.
|From Jonathan's Twitter account. He is SO funny.|
I want my kids to have a healthy relationship with their bodies and with all the stuff they put into them. I want them to do better than I have in this regard. That's why I'm trying so hard right now to make better choices and talk them through why I'm doing it all. Whether it's candy and soda in elementary school, staying out past curfew in high school, or Pinot Noir and Property Brothers in adulthood - we're going to talk about all of it openly and with a sense of humor.
April is Alcohol Responsibility Month. This post is sponsored by Responsibility.org as part of their #TalkEarly campaign, encouraging families to talk early, talk often, and be healthy. All the opinions are my own because no one is the boss of me. I'm very proud to be part of the #TalkEarly blogger team this year.
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