Before pregnancy did strange things to my body, I lived without chocolate. Truly, I didn’t eat much chocolate. I never really bought chocolate. The odd Cherry Ripe bar would fall in to the shopping trolley, the occasional slice of chocolate cake for dessert at a restaurant. I was really a savoury girl. As in, I could eat a box of Pizza Shapes in one sitting.
Then pregnancy hit. My body (or my mind?) said GIVE ME JUNK FOOD. So I did. A Cherry Ripe a day. Oops. I was diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes in both my full term pregnancies and I although I’ve been given the all clear for the moment, I have a very high chance of getting Type 2 diabetes down the track.
Which is a pity, as my body (or my mind?) continues to crave chocolate. Sweet foods. I turned to baking. Cookies. Cakes. Brownies. Whole blocks of dark chocolate in a day. I CRAVE sweet. Oh, I know it is not good. I’m so, so terrible that I’ll sneak a piece row few rows of dark chocolate before an afternoon nap on the weekend. I’ll wake and eventually look at myself in the mirror. Chocolate on my face. In the sheets. I sound like an addict, right?
Time to turn it around. I’ve been noticing the sugar “thing” around. A girlfriend has spoken about it quite a bit. I read Sweet Poison by David Gillespie early last year. Then I found Sarah Wilson’s blog. I’ve written about her previously and there it was again. Sugar. In my face. Timely. And time to experiment. Cut back, pare down on what I’m really eating. I bought Sarah’s ebook and I borrowed Sweet Poison again from the library.
At the same time, I’ve had a little think about numbers. The numbers that we find in so much of our processed food. Scary numbers that truly, we should avoid if we can. I’ve printed out this list of food additives, colours and preservatives. I’ve rifled through our pantry and I feel a little bit sick. Even our olive spread (margarine) has a scary colour in it, annatto.
Time to look at our choices and our health. Reduce sugar intake and actually look at the food we’re eating.