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Paleo Lunches For a Month

July 27, 2012

I pulled my finger out and got organised. It’s not easy with 5 kids, working full time, writing/editing novels, trying to stay fit, -well you know the drill. But I did it.

26 meals for  lunches Paleo style.

And it cost me around $1 per meal. Saving us money as well as being healthy. Feeling clever right now.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They are basic meals, but for busy lunches you don’t want fancy. And I used up all the veges that were having a holiday in my fridge.

Fighting the Demons

July 21, 2012

I’ve questioned whether I should post about this for a few weeks now. It’s not something that I talk about to strangers, however I think I need to address it.

When I was a teen I fought with anorexia and ended up with the ‘less dangerous’ bulimia which continued for at least four years into my early adulthood. It started as a coping mechanism for stressful situations that I found myself unable to change. I would stop eating for days at a time. I had lost control of parts of my life and I retaliated by controlling the only thing I could which was food.  I had been bullied throughout my school life, starting in grade 4 (I was 8yrs old). I was labelled by cruel girls as a ‘bush pig’ (among other names) and these girls went out of their way to make my life a hell. I hated school. I started throwing up so that I could stay home rather than face going to my class and being teased ruthlessly. I didn’t tell my parents why I was sick, Mum took me to countless doctors who eventually stated it was ‘all in her head’, and I was made to go to school even if I did throw up.  I was eight years old and I had full blown bulimia.My own son is coming up to eight in a few months, I cherish him. I would never want him to go through my experience.

When I went to high school the stigma of primary school followed me there. I didn’t fit in with the ‘socialites’ crowd,  the girls who were popular were still as butt nasty as ever. I was lucky to have a group of friends who stuck by me though, Cathy, Natalie, Sue, Kim, Christine. They didn’t care what other people called me, they were my friends no matter what. We called ourselves The Funny Farm and backed each other up whenever someone was trying to be cruel to us.

I learned to cope and worked on my eating disorder. Up until a stupid incident which saw my best friend Cathy banned from hanging out with me. I fell back into the pattern of eating my food in front of my parents, waiting twenty minutes and then throwing all of it up when they weren’t looking.

I went through fat stages as a teen, as well as skinny ones. I wasn’t over weight compared to todays youth, however at the time I could be called chubby. Being a size 14 (US size 10) at fifteen wasn’t helping my self esteem. Boys would tease me and call me “Twatterly”, the girls would say worse. Added to that my father lost his job, and we went through several lean years. My self esteem was rock bottom. The only control I had in my life? Food.

None of my teachers ever inquired how I was. To this day it still surprises me that no teacher took an interest in my welfare. I was one of those kids that would slip through the cracks, you’d see me filling a chair but that was about it. I think that was one of the reasons I eventually became a teacher myself, to perhaps make a difference in other teens lives. To be that one that cared enough to ask if a kid was okay and to get them help if they needed it.

In my final year of high school I was teased so badly by the socialites as well as people I used to call friends that I developed full on anorexia. I stopped eating. I started cooking for my family instead. I would sit there pushing my food around my plate and asking everyone if they liked dinner, and then get up quickly when Mum wasn’t looking and dump my own dinner away. It hurt. It was really painful to sit there with that food looking at me at first, my stomach hurt all the time. But eventually it got easier. Until I didn’t mind the empty feeling.

I went to my High School Formal (prom), still ‘overweight’, but I had a  friend who took me. I had known him for years and it was nice to have a guy to go with. I had dreaded the thought of being shunned at the Formal. I don’t think he’ll ever know how grateful I was for him taking me. But even then there were socialite guys who mocked me openly, and saying really awful sexually derogatory things about me, and the whole crowd laughing about it. I felt ashamed. My ‘peers’ made me ashamed of who I was, how I looked. I felt worthless. The ultimate hurt occurred when my friends played spin the bottle and the worst punishment they could think up for not following through a dare was to “kiss Natalie”. These were kids that were supposed to support me, and even they thought I was ugly and fat. My anorexia became full blown then. I hated myself. Instead of hating my ‘friends’ for how they treated me, I decided I was at fault and punished myself.

Mum and Dad stepped in after noticing what I was doing. I can’t remember what they did but I know that I started eating small meals again. So I could no longer get away with not eating, instead I ate and threw up in secret. I was back to square one again. I did lose a lot of weight. I slimmed down and a year later had those same socialite guys who treated me badly were asking me out on dates. I spoke to one guy about it and said ‘you didn’t want me then, I don’t want you now. I’ve changed, you haven’t.’ And he apologised to me for how he had treated me. He was the only one though. The rest turned out to be true jerks.

It took four years after high school to get over the bulimia. But I did it. I became healthy and got on with life. I focused on others, found myself by dedicating it to others well being and I don’t think I’d ever felt better, about myself or about my future.

Fast forward to now. There have been major stressors in my life recently. IVF treatment for fertility. My father (57) passed away after battling illness for years, I lost a baby through miscarriage, we lost my husbands father (63) to a sudden heart attack, and then I lost Mum to a sudden heart attack (she was 56). I entered a depressive cycle of trying to function and failing to do things I would normally be able to do. My whole outlook on life was bleak.  My husband pulled me through it, however I felt I’d lost control.

And what do I do when the control is gone? Yeah, you get the picture. But I fought it. I focused on Paleo and Crossfit. And it was working, it really was, I was feeling good about myself.

Up until two months ago. I won’t go into details but I lost control of my life, and I fell back twenty years, right back into the bulimic cycle. And I’ve been battling it. I finally broke down the other day and told my husband what was going on. He didn’t really understand. I don’t think anyone who hasn’t experienced it can.

So if those that love me don’t understand why the hell am I telling you, perfect strangers? Because somewhere out there someone is going through this too. I want that person to know it’s okay. Things will get better. Sometimes you have to wade directly into the ocean to get through it.

I am focusing on the good and letting go of the toxic. Whenever self doubt thoughts creep up I switch to a positive instead. I dropped off the Paleo wagon during these two months, I’m back on it now. I found eating junk food only added to the problem, I would actually feel disgusting after eating it. And I’m back into crossfit WODs, even though they hurt like hell all over again.

Is it hard to get over an eating disorder? Hell yes. But it can be done. It just takes love and patience.

Thanks.

 

Gall Bladder Cleansing Time – or what you should not do to your body even though you are very very determined to do it.

July 15, 2012

Okay so I’ve been feeling off for three weeks, no energy, my liver has been feeling bloated and I’ve had a few bouts of vomiting. So I thought “hey let’s cleanse the gall bladder, that might make a difference”… yeah good words those. I probably should have chosen my words a little wiser, but there were tonnes of websites that sing the praise of Gall Bladder Cleansing…

Um let me say from the start that I had some knowledge of the working of the human body, and would be the first to say ‘perhaps these techniques aren’t exactly the most effective ways to improve your health. But I thought ‘why not give it a go, at least I can say I tried’… yeah, about that.

First of all you are supposed to fast for at least a day drinking only apple juice and water. Unfortunately apple juice curdles my stomach, so I can drink the required litres of juice a day to make this ‘work’… I did however ingest the 125mls Extra Virgin Olive Oil mixed with 125ml of freshly squeezed lemon juice.

And I kept it down… well, most of it anyway. Lying on my right side in bed kept it in.

About three hours later I had to get up and that’s when the Gall Bladder Cleanse Monster struck. My toilet isn’t happy. Not one bit. My husband was trying to decide whether to burst into laughter at the state of me or to go out in sympathy with me holding onto the toilet seat (which needs a bit of domestos by the way). I on the other hand just kept telling myself that somehow, someway this was cleansing my body — Yeah right.

I managed to stagger back to bed after brushing the remnants off my teeth and trying to gargle salt water to fix my throat. Needless to say the night wasn’t pleasant at all.

And then this morning, a full seven hours after the start of the cleanse my body decided to help me out with a bit of colon cleansing.

There’s no right way to say this. Gall Bladder Cleansing doesn’t do wonders for your body, it only makes your intestines ANGRY. I have angry intestines peoples, and again my toilet was not happy. Luckily I’ve found the domestos (toilet cleaner) this morning, otherwise the whole family would have to face the consequences of me swallowing a cup of liquified colon cleanser.

So I think I can safely say this myth is busted everyone. Gall Bladder Cleansing is a crock of what came out today. Apparently gall stones are quite hard and they sink in water. The things the proponents of Gall cleansing state are gall stones floating on water is in fact the oil you swallowed saponified via bile. They are bilious floating pieces of oil.

Word to the wise. Don’t cleanse your gall bladder with this method. Eat good foods that are high in fibre instead, it’s a whole lot easier on your system in the morning.

Trust me.

Too Much Sugar

June 24, 2012

It’s the end of semester, I have a thousand and one things to do including marking exams/assignments from 5 classes, around 100 students work. And some of  it is awful. I’ve spent ten weeks this term teaching these kids about science and trying to get them enthused about schoolwork etc, and then I mark their exams! I was up late and had too much sugar (note to self: comfort eating and marking are never a good thing). The answers to questions were atrocious, it’s like they hadn’t heard a word I’d said and just made up stuff on the fly.

And so I comforted myself some more with 80% chocolate (that stuff is the shizzam), pizza and meat pies. But then my body rebelled. After two weeks of comfort eating my body has said enough! The irritable bowel syndrome returns with full force and I’m wrecked.

So back to clean eating it is. Besides I now have two weeks of holidays to get back on the bandwagon and get myself right again.

In another note, Finn and Greg over at ModernPaleoWarfare have had a rough trot lately. Head on over to find out more. Those guys usually post some amazing recipes and haven’t for a while, I’ve missed them, now I know what happened.

Look For The Good

June 16, 2012

We finally were able to see the paediatrician, and even though the psychologist and speech therapist both gave us the diagnosis that the twins were on the spectrum, our specialist told us no. They’re not on the autism spectrum, not even close. They have speech delay and concentration issues. A huge sigh of relief?

Yes and no. Yes, glad that we can treat this and make things better. No, because I now have to figure out ways to get the kids to concentrate at a higher level. Some days are overwhelming.

Took the kids to their first gymnastics lesson this morning. It was also a lesson in concentration for them. I don’t know how well they did, one of the teachers became frustrated with them but kept her cool and walked away. Cutest part of the lesson was when Twin 2 walked on the balance beam by herself she jumped off and then yelled out to the rest of the class “Alright, I did it! I did it! Hooray for me!”

Yes sweetheart you did it!

Twin 1 kept giving me the double thumbs up signal to let me know he was safe and having fun.

My kids were the loudest, most enthusiastic in the class. They see the good in everything. So it’s my turn to look for the good and not worry that they aren’t exactly like every other kid.

I made cupcakes today that were laced with chia seeds, carrots, flaxmeal, oranges. The kids don’t realise how good these are for their health, they just like the taste.

Carrot and Orange Cupcakes:

1 cup of gluten free flour

1/4 cup honey

1/2 cup freshly squeezed orange juice

2 tbsp chia seeds

1 tbsp flaxmeal

2 eggs

1/4 cup grated carrot

pinch of cinnamon

2 tbsp of grapeseed oil

 

Mix together on medium speed then spoon out into cupcake pan and cook for 15 minutes at 180C.

A Bucketload of Paleo Chocolate Pudding

June 11, 2012

I shared the recipe for Paleo Chocolate Pudding using avocadoes with my bestie last night. I think I’ve created a monster. Here’s the photos she sent me this morning of her night-time adventures with 23 avocadoes, a bucket of maple syrup and cocoa powder. Do you think I should tell her about the cauliflower pizza base yet?

Here’s the start…

I think TRX-girl is a bit of a chocolate addict, hence the massive bucket of pudding. I’ve thought about tweaking the recipe by adding a pinch of chilli powder (chilli chocolate is divine), or perhaps some cinnamon or allspice.

Here’s the recipe so far:

2 avocadoes (or 23 if you’re a mad keen TRXgirl)

2 tablespoons of maple syrup (more or less depending on your tastebuds)

1 – 2 tablespoons of cocoa powder (or as my buddy did add half a box, just to be sure you have enough chocolate to go around)

Blend well, serve chilled.

I’m definitely going to give TRXgirl the cauliflower pizza base recipe and see what she creates.

Student of The Week

June 9, 2012

The teachers in my twins Prep class came rushing up to me when I picked them up the other day. Mr5 has been nominated for Student of the Week because his behaviour has had nearly a 180 degree turnaround. They spoke to me of how he was able to sit down and concentrate on his work, he completed the tasks they asked him to do, his speech and communication abilities are improving rapidly.

So what changed?

A week ago he would withdraw into himself if people couldn’t understand him, he would run away in the classroom rather than sit still and focus. He was never ‘naughty’ just couldn’t concentrate.

Less than a week ago I started both the twins on chelation therapy, using magnesium, zinc, Vit B1-12, Vit C, Calcium, and Glutathione. The changes in both of our children are noticible. It’s too early to say whether this is helping permanently, but for now I’ll take any little change I can get.

They are wonderful, they’re full of life, and see good in things I’d never thought of. But they find it hard to share their feelings and opinions with me, I am searching for a way both medically and behaviourally to help them break out of the ties that bind them.

There are a few studies around at the moment linking L-glutathione and improving autistic children’s behaviour, here’s the latest one:    http://www.biologicalpsychiatryjournal.com/article/S0006-3223(12)00053-4/abstract

I don’t know if this will make everything better, or if there really is any need for better, or who defines better in the first place. I do know, however, that these are my children, and I will find ways to help them have a fulfilling and meaningful education.

It’s seeing  “Student of The Week” in big letters beside my sons name that makes all the heartache and stress I feel at times worth it.