I bet that title made you look!
Seriously…I want to share a little story with you from about 6 years ago. After a couple of years of diet, exercise and eating less (but not always better), I had found myself in far better shape than I had been in years. I was leaner, stronger and happier. Enter in Sheldon with his wily smile and cooking prowess and fast forward a year or two, I had gained a ton of weight back. I was in that happy phase of love where it’s ok if everyone has a big butt…you have a big butt together. At least that is what we tell ourselves, right?
Well, I decided to do something about it. I think without realizing it, I had decided to take my first steps towards an ultimately more healthful life when I decided to give up processed food for a month. You know how hard it is to give up processed food? I am a child of the 70’s. For years, my idea of food nirvana was a diet coke, a box of twinkies and a pile of magazines with nothing else to do but snack and read.
This picture of the world’s ultimate non-whole food courtesy of wikipedia
But, I knew I needed to make a change and I was unwilling to try yet another program diet. It just made sense to me that to eat more like our ancestors had to be the trick.
So, how did I do it? Well, we had not yet started our city home backyard garden, so it was thrice weekly trips to Whole Foods and Healthy Approach Markets. The farmers market in Dallas at that time had few organic vendors if you can believe it. And I wanted to be as close to nature as possible. I wanted to only eat whole foods and as much as possible, I avoided foods that had been processed. Which meant no pink stuff (I lost the taste for it that month and never got it back thank goodness) for my coffee, only sugar and whole cream. I gave up bread entirely which was not a bad deal. Most cereals were out. Prepackaged snack foods like crackers and chips, adios. I ate lots of balanced meals without mystery ingredients. What started off as no processed foods evolved a bit into focusing on limiting processed foods, but also no foods with mystery ingredients. Was I ok with granola with several ingredients? Sure. Did I pick granola that had been made off shore with polydifardnesnelsud (ok, I made that word up, but you know what I mean)…nope. That wasn’t happening. For lunch, I ate out almost daily enjoying as many simple foods as location allowed. Some cultures seem to lend themselves well to this type of cooking, and for me, Mexican (or more accurately Tex Mex) was a winner. I eschewed my weight watchers crackers, diet soda and processed low fat/low cal foods. I feasted on fruit, veggies, meats, certain cheeses, yogurts and simple desserts. I remember enjoying what I ate so much, not watching my caloric intake at all and yet still dropping 20 lbs in a month. And you still want to tell me how diet foods are for good for us???? Yeah, not so much, huh?
And at the end of that month, I failed to realize that another odd change had occured for me. See, I had been told many many moons ago that children would not be an option for me. And I had never felt the call to challenge that diagnosis. However, as my body started to feel weird and different (as it only can when you have a wee alien living inside of you), I began to realize that perhaps all of the junk I was putting into my body was also stopping God’s natural process. For me, not only did I lose weight and feel great, but I got a Blueberry to boot.
Now, this is not to say that healthy eating is the only thing you need to do to fix infertility problems. Come on-it’s not that easy as any couple with baby fever can tell you. However, all I’m sharing is my real story of how I went from highly processed to a mom within just a couple of months. I still have miles to go before my family has eradicated all of our reliance on grocery store “junk”, not to mention the junk in our proverbial trunks, but that month opened…no, reopened the door to the wonder of God’s bounty to me and reminded me that it’s just not nice to fool with mother nature. Happy eating!