Working Mom Blog…Written on Tuesday, Posted on Friday.

So, yeah, this was written on Tuesday, but I am just now getting around to posting it because LIFE.

See, this is why you don’t see many high profile bloggers who have full time jobs outside the home. Because we NEVER have time to actually write. Although this week, I have a good excuse.

First, Friday night the ice/sleet/Hellsmouth kept us from getting home. Yes, LITERALLY all roads to my house were closed because of railroad malfunctioning or accidents. I picked up Robbie from the sitter and headed home on my usual route. When I got to Big Timber and Tyrell, a cop car had it closed off. Okay, so I turned up Tyrell to go to 72, figuring I’d just go up and around and get home the back way. NOPE. After crawling in a line of cars for 30 minutes, Kurt called me to tell me that the railroad that crosses 72 was ALSO malfunctioning, so 72 was closed. I was in a sheer panic at this point. We’d been in the car for almost an hour at this point. Kurt then told me that Coombs was ALSO closed because so many cars had gone off the road due to the ice. We could not get home. So we met at Village Pizza and had dinner—Kurt was also trying to get home at this time and luckily knows the right people to call to find out what was going on. It was not a good night for my Sugar Free program—I am sure the pizza crust had more than my limit, but I. DID. NOT. CARE. I consider it a win that I did not have either a Diet Coke OR a drink, which would have been my normal coping mechanism for stress.

After dinner the main road to our house was open, so we got home by 7:30. Robbie was a flipping TROOPER through the whole ordeal. Definitely has his father’s patience.

Saturday AM I woke up dead with a cold. Like too-sick-to-function cold. You never realize what an awesome dude you married until you are stuffed-leaking-coughing-crying-bleary-delirious sick and your husband says “Stay in bed ALL DAY, I’ve got the toddler.” Of course, it helps that right now Robbie is going through his “I only have one parent, and that is DADDDDDDY” phase, so he didn’t even notice Mommy wasn’t around. I am pretty sure he knew he was sick last week and gave me all those extra kisses ON PURPOSE to knock me out so that he could have Daddy all to himself. Toddlers, man, they’re more sinister than you think.

So here I am on Day 4 of this cold—I’m functioning again, but I have total Ames voice (basically, I sound like a sexy man) and have an array of cold products on my bathroom counter, no less than three of which are in my body right now.

Wasn’t the whole point of this to talk about my Sugar Free journey? Well, I am still kicking ass and taking names. I am down 7 pounds, probably a few inches on my waist—my jeans fit better, but I can’t actually take my measurements because my kid though the measuring tape was a toy so now that’s missing.



So, why do a full program to Go Sugar Free?

I could just say, “Hey, no more sugar.” and be done. Or pick up a book about sugar-free lifestyles and follow that. Who needs to pay good money for instructions to go sugar free? Lesson one, stop eating sugar. GRADUATED!

To me, just waking up one day and said “Okay, no more sugar” is like an alcoholic waking up and saying “Okay, no more booze.” You dump it all out and feel really proud of yourself. You are great for a day or two, then you slip.

“Well, I gave it up for a few days, so that’s good. As reward, here’s a cookie.” And so it goes.

The truth is that that doesn’t work for me. I need a program, I need structure, I need steps and homework and guidance. I need to understand the changes I am making on a physical and psychological level.

Basically, my mom and sister staged an intervention by signing me up for the Go Sugar Free Program.

This week in the program we are learning all about the reality of SUGAR ADDICTION. It is no different than alcohol or cigarette addiction in many ways. My body felt that it NEEDED sugar to function. When I quit, I went through hard withdrawals and cravings–I’m still not 100% cured in that category. But I have discovered that I can live without chocolate every day, and that it IS possible to drink coffee without sugar (although it’s pretty gross–I may just use this as an excuse to kick the coffee habit as well). I have also rediscovered the value of actually cooking meals. I got so used to convenience things like sauces and meal kits that I did not realize how bad for my family those actually are. I’m not saying that we’ll never have Kraft Macaroni and Cheese again, but with a little planning I can make homemade mac-n-cheese that tastes so much better.

Overall, I think what this course is teaching me beyond getting cured off the sugar is better time management and meal planning for our busy little family. I only have about 30-45 minutes to have dinner on the table most nights, and I got in a bad habit of using easy short cuts that were probably not the best, health wise. So now I use my weekends to plan meals more carefully and do as much prep work as possible–chopping, pre-cooking what I can, and making sure that I have all the right ingredients. I even got ambitious and made a few casseroles for the freezer–just in case!