Okay, so let's get the business out of the way first. Had post op check, compelte with barium swallow and esophogram. In a word- yuck. That stuff is horrid. The good news... down 18 from August, and 30 from pre-op liquid diet! Yay! My band is in place, I have no restriction, and I can eat normal food tomorrow. In a way, I am scared to. I don't want to over-do it. I have been able to let my eyes skim over the Milky Way Caramel bars, avoid the ice cream aisle, and not look at the Entemann's Black and White Cookies (don't even try them- they are evil). Despite the toast slip, I have been very, very good. Normal day is coffee, protien shake (slim fast protien- super yummy blended with milk, ice, and 2 tbsp of hot coffee!!), yogurt as a snack, soup, for lunch, a cup of tea and a diet pudding for snack, and scrambled eggs, tuna, or chicken salad for dinner. Usually follow up with a cup of tea for night time blog reading, and facebook game playing.
I have an aggressive goal for 10/31- to be below 300. That would be so awesome. If it's not 10/31, I am sure I will hit it in November, but I can't wait to be below the 300 mark. I was so in denial over my weight. I I am big all around- 5'11, size 12 W feet (hopefully they will shrink!!!!).
So, obese children have been a topic of blogs in the fast few days, and I have to say it has been very emotional for me as well. I was a big kid, not really obese until after college, but definately overweight for the years between 12-22. I am not going to get into me, because I have a more pressing situation in that my two year old is obese. Yes. I said it. Like me, she is big- 10 pounds at birth, and off the charts for height and weight. She at her most recent pediatrician crossed from overweight to obese, and now it's time for blood tests to check for diabetes, nutritionist appointments, and possibly endocrinologists. She is 39 inches and 41lbs. She is not that big in my mind, she is a little chubby. She has chubby cheeks and legs. She is like a little cherub (or probably a medium sized one).
I breast fed her, never gave her sugar, transitioned to low fat milk when she turned one, give her fruit and veggies, whole grain cereal (cheerios, or high fiber cereal). She loves to eat. She always asks for more. I sometimes hold back on her original portion, especially, if it's pasta- usually Dreamfields, which is low carb, to have some to give her when she asks- I do this to help control the amount she eats, but not give her any negative messages. She loves to eat. She also loves to run, dance, and play hopscotch. She has never been to McDonalds. She doesn't eat fast food- ever. She had her first french fry over the summer, spit it out, and said it tastes "yucky". I steam the veggies I give her. She only eats white meat chicken. I buy our veggies from the farmers market, and lean toward organic when I can. She loves low fat yogurt, blueberries, strawberries, brocolli, apples, milk, chicken, mac and cheese (I measure out a half cup of Annie's organic). I feel like I am doing a good job. She is still overweight. (Her height outpaced her weight since her checkup and is now overweight, not obese). She drinks Water, NOT JUICE!!!
Will she grow out of it? What should I be doing differently? I think portion control, is probably something I should look at- she always finishes what's on her plate, if I give her less, she will eat less, right? I am going to sign her up for soccer when she is old enough. I am now banded, and hoping to be the right example for her. My husband is slightly overweight, but loses the excess weight over the weekend when he tries. My step son was chubby, is now 13 and skinny, but his struggle was with how he was brought up eating- chicken nuggets, fries, cheese and mayo sandwiches, and ravioli were the only foods he ate, oh , and icecream!
Speaking of ice cream, the psychologist, during my pre-surgery appt, commented on my daughter being chubby- she came with me to the appt.- and asked about it in a nice way. I told her what I reiterated above, that I feed her very healthy foods. She asked me what about what I eat. Well, at the time, I was polishing off a pint of ice cream a night, 5 nights or so a week. I mentioned that I never let her see me eat like that- but the psych said that she sees you buying it, doesn't she? Well, yeah, she comes with me food shopping, so yes, she does (but, she's two).
What's the point? Well, I am not sure, but now it's off my chest. I want my beautiful daughter happy, healthy, and well adjusted. I don't want her to have a bad body image, and I don't want her to ever suffer because of her weight- physically or emotionally. This journey is for me, but it's also for her...my beauty girl, my love, my Morgan.
xoxox
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