About two years ago, I changed the way I eat. Drastically. And when I say drastically I mean in the sense that instead of tucking into a 12 inch cheesesteak and a large fry, I now tuck into curried lentils with a big salad. Because of this change I feel better, I enjoy my food, and I'm healthier. One of the big things that came about from this change was reading the labels. On everything. I hold up old ladies in the commissary reading the labels. I'm looking for one main ingredient to avoid....High Fructose Corn Syrup. When I first started avoiding HFSC's, it was to avoid those excess calories and help change my diet from one of mostly processed foods to one of mostly whole and healthy foods. Now it's so my brain doesn't lose any more precious brain cells. There was just recently a story in the news about HFSC's containing mercury. Yes mercury. Now, generally I don't give in to hype. There are many fish that contain higher levels of mercury than what was found. When the Corn Industry began a counter marketing blitz advising that HFSC's were as natural as sugar a couple of months ago, (*cough* bullshit) I knew I had made the right decision. I'm not advocating people believing anything blindly, but Corn Syrup and High Fructose Corn Syrup are two totally different things, and the latter is in EVERYTHING! There are still items in my fridge right now that have it. Mayonnaise, certain salad dressings, and the goldfish crackers my kids love. But those are things that are consumed in very small amounts (even the goldfish) and I'm still looking for alternatives that I can get at the commissary.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
HFSC's are the devil.
Posted by Kim at 10:04 AM 6 comments
Labels: healthy eating, HFSCs, kids, mercury, Moms
Thursday, January 15, 2009
In Soviet Russia, potty trains you.
After a nasty bout of diarrhea this week, I decided to see if the princess would go on the potty. I was thinking this would be easier on her sore tushie to go on the potty, than to keep her in diapers.
Well, I've created a monster. A potty training monster. To be completely honest, I wasn't ready. Me. The Mommy. I wasn't ready to be tied to the house, afraid of accidents, afraid of disgusting public restrooms with a smaller than average toddler who would have to *gasp* sit on the public toilet. But the princess is adamant. She WANTS to go on the potty. But before you think she's all brilliant, keep in mind it's the sticker's she's after. I put up a sticker chart to help with the process. Oh it's helped all right. Now, we are on the potty ALL DAY LONG. " 'ticker Mommy! 'ticker!" Whether we have gone or not. She wants that sticker.
I am happy that she's picked it up so quickly. And I know they are ready when they are ready, but I was really hoping to train her over the summer. When there's less clothing involved.
Posted by Kim at 9:08 AM 2 comments
Labels: child, Moms, potty training