Daily Prompt; Hate to Love/ The Daily Post

Tell us about a guilty pleasure that you hate to love.

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This request by The Daily Prompt is something I deal with on a daily basis. Food is my guilty pleasure that I hate to love.

When I was pregnant for my second child, I gained Diabetes from it. It went a way but came back when I was expecting my last child. This time it remained, and still haunts me today many years later.

I have always been a heavy child, at least to the children that called me fatty fatty two by four, can’t get through the bathroom door, and my mother who had me on Weight Watchers in the seventh grade.

Kids are cruel and yet innocent. Kids want to fit in and be like all other little kids. Although I was not obese, I was chubby, so kids noticed the obvious difference in me. I am sure my mother sent me to this weight class so I would not have to struggle with weight the rest of my life.

I don’t know why I was always weighing on the side of the scales of over weight. I don’t know if it was genes or I just loved to eat. Anymore I don’t care. I have lived a good life. I have lost 100 pounds in the past few years. I am still heavy, but my mind sees thinner and smaller clothes.

I will never compete to be a size 4 or even 6, because I will make myself miserable and forget to enjoy the tiny things in life. God made us each unique, and I am one of his children and am also very different from my own neighbors. After all, have you ever met another Terry? I doubt it. LOL

My doctor told me one time many years ago, people are human, they always want what they can not have. I am no exception. I want sweets when my diabetes says a big no. The holidays are the hardest. I love food, I am not going to lie.

I have learned a few things about my sugars and there are still things I can not change.

I have learned to eat most of the time when I am  hungry. I try very hard to not piece during meals. I do not necessarily eat on schedule. I have tried that and it makes me miserable to eat when I am not hungry. Taking medications for diabetes and eating on schedule is a must to obtain and keep accurate sugars, but for me I don’t like that part.

I try to hide sweets in my cupboards as the saying goes, out of sight out of mind. This is a great trick that works for me. I also very seldom eat on regular size dinner plates. I use the size under, and this fools my mind into thinking I am eating more.

If I eat a sweet after days or weeks of not having one, it is very hard to stop. It is like the potato chip,you can’t stop with just one. When I lost all of the weight, I never ate white. This included sugars breads and pastas. Everything in my cupboards was whole-wheat or splenda.

I heard a few days ago on a television show that now scientists believe that whole-wheat makes your  tummy swell and helps you to want to eat more. Come on, get your story straight! Whole-wheat or white, eggs or no eggs, meat or no meat. Sometimes I believe it is a big money-maker. We are so easy to believe what the news says without the stamp of proof.

I eat eggs now when ever I wish. I don’t eat much red meat. I usually eat chicken or no meat and bacon is a treat. My blood tests come back very well with all those triglycerides and stuff, but my sugar is still on the scale of tipping on the high side. I don’t make a big deal of it anymore unless it would soar, because it is four points lower than what is was for so many months and each point makes a big difference in your health.

I can’t beat myself up every single minute. I have to enjoy life and enjoy living with my own person. If I worry or stress about every detail, I will not enjoy my friends, writing, and my family.

I am careful with what I eat, don’t get me wrong, but there are still times when I receive guilty pleasure out of my  love/hate relationship  of sweets.