I’ve been thinking a lot about my dad recently. I don’t know if it is because this year marks the 10th anniversary of his passing or because of all the changes I have made in my eating habits, but he has been on my mind a lot more than usual. I think it is a combination of the two. You see, my dad changed my life. He is the one who encouraged me to start eating better and to lose weight after my freshman year of college. Sometimes it wasn’t pleasant to hear and I got mad at him more than I should have, but it worked. Because of his persistence, something clicked. I started the South Beach diet the summer after my freshman year and lost 30 lbs; weight that I kept off until I got pregnant with Liam.
I made a lot of bad food choices when I was pregnant and I never really got back on track. I was eating whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted to eat it. My sweet husband tried to encourage me to eat better, but I would get mad at him too. Thankfully, he kept at it, and finally it clicked again. I wanted to make Erik and my dad proud. I started eating better and lost almost all of the weight I had gained during my pregnancy. I still had 15 lbs to lose to get back down to my pre-pregnancy weight, but it wouldn’t budge and we didn’t want to put off having more kids, so I got pregnant again. This time I made better food choices and we even worked out a bit. I didn’t gain as much weight as I had during my first pregnancy, but I was still big. Fast forward to last March, when my next little blessing forced me to change the way I ate. I realized Quinn was sensitive to dairy so I cut it out of my diet. After that, I did some research and decided I was going to totally change the way I looked at food. Similar to most people, I was always told to count calories and don’t eat this or don’t eat that for various reasons. I was tired of counting points and calories; it was consuming my life and not really making the changes I wanted. I wanted something that would change my life forever. I was 50 lbs overweight, and afraid I would get diabetes if I continued down the path I was going.
My dad had diabetes. He took hundreds of pills and poked his fingers dozens of times every day. I was pretty young at the time, and he did a really good job at hiding it from me and my sister, but looking back, it is hard to imagine what he was going though all those years. I did not want that to be my reality. So I made a change; a big change.
The paleo diet just made sense to me. Seeing my dad go through the pain of having diabetes and not wanting that to happen to me, cutting out sugar was a no brainer. I really have no problem cutting out carbs and grains; those just turn into sugar too. Processed foods were next to go, and as convenient as they are, the negative health risks outweigh the ease of eating them. I knew dairy would be really hard for me to cut out, but it was a little easier for me because I knew it was upsetting Quinn’s stomach. So I did it, I took the plunge and went Paleo, and I am happier than I have ever been with my body, both inside and out. There are days that are harder than other, but Erik is always there to help me make good choices.
I think my dad would be proud of how far I’ve come. I’ve learned a lot about food, and I love making good food choices for my family.
I really want to encourage people to eat better, just like my dad did for me, and I this is a good place to do it. I plan on posting tried and tested paleo recipes. You will know these are good because they passed the husband test! You only get one body, you need to take care of it.
**Edit: If you read my post you already know I finally signed up to be a beachbody coach. I cannot wait to see where this journey takes me. If you would like some one-on-one coaching to include workouts and a paleo meal plan (If that is what you want), send me a message at dorsah(at)gmail(dot).com with your goals and I will help you achieve them!**