Thursday, November 18, 2010

If I Eat My Veggies, Will I Grow Big and Strong?

After my last OB appointment, I decided to adopt a modified GD diet anyway. It's good for me and since I already have a risk factor for developing it, it couldn't hurt. :) Really, this diet is what I'm used to when I'm not pregnant - limited grains, limited sugar, lots of produce and protein. And really, I feel SO much better when I'm not stuck in the carb cycle of eating lots and craving lots, eating lots, craving lots. My energy levels are more stable, too. Why exactly do I ever go off this way of eating? Right, because carbs are yummy. Darn. lol

I also like eating this way because this is basically how Dean eats! And for the most part, Dean doesn't seem to mind. Tonight we had ground beef with veggies and Dean was just loving the yellow squash that I made (with salt & pepper and olive oil). If I'm going to model good eating for the kids, especially for Dean and what he can eat, I gotta learn to love my veggies again. We didn't eat with a lot of different spices and such growing up (mostly because someone was allergic to just about everything at any given time), and that worked. But as an adult, it's harder to get excited about veggies when *I'm* the one preparing them and putting them in front of myself for a meal. I'm learning a new way to approach them and to cultivate a love/love relationship with veggies and such. Would love to hear any tips you all have for liking your veggies! And I don't mean to take the Paula Deen way out and just drown them in sticks of butter. :)

Veggies are also a hard-sell for Mr. Cole, aka I-could-survive-on-crackers-bread-and-cereal-and-be-good-to-go. I'm hoping that by us upping our intake of veggies, he'll be naturally enticed to eat them more instead of the usual bargaining and pleading that goes on!

Tomorrow is my follow-up OB appointment to get re-measured and see what we're going to do (or not do) for Mr. Emmett. My head has been a little freaked out about it, but I'm feeling Emmett move like a madman most days and that is reassuring as usual. Also, it's looking like (it's not official, but I discussed logistics with the doc last time), that unless Emmett decides to come earlier, his birthday will be January 31, 2011! Exciting to have a day in mind. :)

3 comments:

Laurie said...

Amelia (my 4 year old) is much like Cole. If it was a vegetable, she didn't even want to touch it. I decided to grow veggies as a project to see if she would be more interested.

This past spring, we grew peas and tomatoes (I used containers) from seeds. She was very excited to watch them grown and eat them off the plant.

Since then I've been able to slowly get her to eat more veggies. Some of my tricks: she helps me prepare them and needs to "taste them" to see if they are ready (gets her used to new things by tasting over and over); letting her pick out "her" veggies when we grocery shop; having her try at least one "thank you bite" for every type of food on her plate.

The "thank you bite" is - thank you to God for His provision, thank you to Daddy for working so hard to make money to buy food, thank you to mommy/grandma for cooking dinner. I don't make a big deal of eating ALL her food or even eating more than one bite, but she has to at least have one bite of everything. Over repeated exposure she has slowly expanded her palate.

Laurie said...

I just thought of something else we do (which I don't know if I am recommending! haha). Sometimes I pretend to be a momma bird and I drop pretend worms, crickets, or bugs into her mouth using a fork... only they are vegetables, and we chirp at each other! Sometimes I pretend she's a dragon and she needs to eat all the people on her plate. My focus isn't so much on forcing food on her or getting her to eat a certain amount as it is... I just want to have her exposed to different flavors and tastes and have fun with it so food isn't a big source of anxiety. She'll get better eventually.

Ali Foley Shenk said...

Thanks, Laurie. We don't want to force Cole to eat anything either or to finish things. It's walking that fine line between getting them outside of their little rigid ideas about food and cramming it down their throats!