Vices

My vice is food.  Very little alcohol and I do not use tobacco products.  Unfortunately, I have a double dose of guilt when I use food to soothe my soul because my professional background is in the nutrition field.   I definitely know better and I know of healthier ways to manage my emotions.  Creature of habit, I admit.  I love pretty much anything that is sweet (unless if it has cheese in it).  You would think that someone like me doesn't like a lot of healthy foods.  But that is far from the truth.  I actually prefer healthy foods like vegetables, lean meats, fruits most of the time.  The sweet intake usually happens at night and if I am self soothing in the daytime it usually is something fried.    The sad thing is that I hide sometimes when eating sweets or fried foods because I do not want my kids to eat those foods as much as I do.  I try hard to make sure that they have a relatively healthy diet.  I am working on using other ways to help me deal with my emotions such as deep breathing and a little exercise here and there.  Unfortunately, I'm not in the mindset to start a full fledged exercise routine, like the one I had prior to kids.  I know I will eventually go back to a regular exercise program, someday.

Good Times!

It was so nice to see my darlings interacting well with each other and their cousins tonight!  So refreshing.  I also was able to spend some quality adult time with the other adults and actually have a conversation. Thanks, Netflix, for keeping the kids entertained.

Coming up next....What's your vice?  Stay tuned.

No Pain, No Gain

My resolution that I set every year:  exercise more.  Why is it so damn hard to get started again?  I've had the wonderful experience of being in an exercise groove, but that was before children.  I remember how I would wake up looking forward to the gym.  My body wanted it and needed it.  My hubby has been able to keep to his resolution of exercising more.  I'm very proud of him.  He has stuck to his routine for the past four days.  Now if I could just follow his lead.  Today, I will make a little dent in the exercise arena.  I am taking Darling #2 to the park later.  It's a start.   

Trains, Trains, Trains!

I wasn't originally going to blog about autism because it's already in my thoughts when I wake up and when I go to bed, and I wanted to have the "blog" help take my mind off  "it" for awhile and talk about something else.  However, today I really felt that Darling #1 was really on another planet, or should I say, island.  Yes, island is more precise.  The Island of Sodor to be exact.  When he woke up, all he could talk about was trains: him being a train, which trains are faster, stronger, when can he watch Thomas, and on and on.  It's so hard to get him to change the subject sometimes.  I get tired of repeating his name, repeating directions, listening to the screaming  (because I said no), the anger from Darling #1 directed toward Darling #2 if things don't go just so, Darling #2 copying his brother's negative behavior and so on.   Darling #1 has an autism spectrum disorder and he is on the higher end of the spectrum.  He is only mildly affected by autism.  Not everything is gloom and doom, just some days it feels like it.  Good.  Got that off my chest.   I should add though that Santa Claus is partly to blame though for the train obsession, because he brought the boys more friends for Thomas and Percy.  The look on their faces when they opened those trains was priceless and that made mommy and daddy smile. 

On to something else.  New Years Resolutions.   Anyone make one?  Anyone want to share?