A Food Diary – The Shock

So, last week, I blogged about how I started to keep a food diary.  And although I have not yet received this “lift altering” diet (note the sarcasm), I was shocked (I think) by just how much I was eating.  It wasn’t as much as I thought, but it is still way more than what it needs to be.  If you consider that before falling pregnant, I had maybe one full meal a day with some grazing and snacking in between – now I am having three full meals, with a lot of grazing and snacking in-between.  I can easily say that I am eating maybe three times what I used to eat, which maybe could explain why I am still 10 kg’s heavier than what I was…

The thought that formed in my head that we need to eat just enough to sustain our lives – we don’t live to sustain our eating.

And so far, I have been pleasantly surprised – I am eating a lot more than what I need to.  I can see that.  We have sent my eating diary through to whomever will be giving me a diet to aid my starvation needs.

Do I surrender?

Yesterday, I received a blog post from Sheila Wray Gregoire and basically she was saying that we embrace our sexuality by surrendering to God and trusting in Him.   Everything she wrote about embracing your sexuality and using excuses such as I’m British is just that – an excuse can apply to me and my anxiety.  I can’t ever use the excuse that I can’t lose weight because I am fearful or anxious – because that is just an excuse.  I need to surrender myself to the word of God and to allowing God to change my heart and my mind to being more like Christ.  

And somehow I can’t image Christ being overweight, or obese, or battling eating disorders.

And so, as I persevere, I remember what God’s word says:

Be perfect therefore as your Heavenly Father is perfect.  Matthew 5:48

In God do I trust!

A Food Diary!

Dum, dum, dum!!!

Yes, I am now keeping a food diary.  I have always been totally against keeping a food diary, because my theory has always been to change how one thinks about food and that will show itself out naturally in one’s relationship to food.

Working?  Uh, not much...

My biggest issue isn’t so much wanted to eat as it is scared of not eating.  And yet, there is this thought forming in my head that we need to eat just enough to sustain our lives – we don’t live to sustain our eating (well, at least we shouldn’t live to sustain our eating).  And I am also realising that action, combined with new thinking, is what changes what we do and think.  I can’t just focus on the one side of the coin.

And so far, I have been pleasantly surprised – I am eating a lot more than what I need to.  I can see that.  But, I am also eating a lot less than what I thought I was.  Which may just be a good thing.  Anyway, we (hubby and I) met someone who can work out an eating plan based on what we’re currently eating.  It will be embarrassing to give this to her, because I eat mostly from anxiety and not from hunger, but at least having a plan will mean I have a way to make sure that my body is receiving healthy nutrition and is being sustained effectively.  From there, I have something to work with: i.e. if I’m feeling anxious, but I have eaten according to my eating plan, I can lay my anxiety to rest, because I have eaten according to my eating plan.  Or, if I’m feeling anxious and I haven’t eaten, I have some ideas on what to work with instead of just striking out with toast (and loads of butter and Marmite) and coffee.  She has asked that we keep a food diary for three days, but I am going to do this for a week, because I am far more in control of my eating at work than I am at home.

Am I nervous?

Yes, yes, I am.  I am going to be giving up my control – the control of eating and food that I think I have and learning a new way to relate to food.  And learning something new is never easy.  I worry about how I am going to react, can I control my anxiety and my cravings, what if my sugar drops, or I start to feel sick?  So, the most important thing I will be doing here is surrendering control.  I don’t know if I have it within me to do this.  But, I do know that I have a God who loves me more than anything, who is completely invested in banishing fear from my life and to make me more like Christ and who is completely and totally on my side.  So, yeah, tomorrow I may wake up and decide I can’t do this.  But, somehow, I have to push through.

Where angels fear to tread…

And then I am scared of failure –

What if I am caught in this limbo of fear and anxiety for the rest of my life?  Never really moving beyond this or getting out of it; always stuck in could’ve, would’ve, should’ve…  And never reaching that goal of eating and honouring my body as a temple of the Holy Spirit, or giving my husband what he married, not what I’ve become…

In God do I trust!