August 31, 2012

Hungry?? You have Choices; Even the Little Voices...

What is the most common skipped meal of the day???

BREAKFAST. Which, to a nutritionist or someone trying to live a healthier lifestyle, this is THE Worst meal to skip.

Why??

Your body fasts throughout the night, resting and digesting; sorting and organizing all the nutrients/waste from the prior day's consumptions. When you wake up, your body needs fuel to function, just as your car needs gas to crank over the engine. In other words, if you don't gas up your belly to rev your mind and muscles, you become the rusty car in the driveway. It also helps prevent your body from storing calories as fat: when you skip breakfast, your body is still in "fast" mode and doesn't know when it will get proper nutrients. Your body acts like a camel's hump does for water, with food. Spare Tire, anyone??

Skipping breakfast is NOT common in our house...
As a matter of fact, we all eat breakfast everyday. It's not piles of pancakes and bowl fulls of eggs and sausage, or a full-on buffet-style meal; but simple foods like cereal, yogurt, toast, etc - enough to give our bodies the jumpstart they need [without the pounds of calories and fat].

This morning started out like any other weekday morning; just as I was finishing my workout, I heard the Beep, Beep, Beep of Kaia's alarm clock, signaling the day's official beginning. Holly awoke shortly after and both girls got dressed and ready for school, before making their way to the kitchen for some Breakfast.

Their choices were small, but significant; enough for their LITTLE bellies to feel satisfied and ready for the day.

We headed off to school a few minutes ahead of schedule (unlike the rest of this week, where we left at least 10 mins late each day); so we were off to an extra good start. The girls' school provides "breakfast" every morning, if kids want to grab a bite before class. A good service for growing kids with learning minds. Since we were early, we had a few minutes to chill while we waited for Holly's classroom to open. [Kaia can just go to class; Holly has to be signed in and out each day because of her age]. We decided to head to the lunchroom to see what they had to munch on, for an additional boost to their brains and bodies.

Both girls picked to have a biscuit, no gravy; Kaia added a bowl of cereal; and each girl had a carton of milk. As we approached the cashier, the lady told Holly that she needed to put something ELSE on her plate; that just a biscuit and milk wasn't enough food to make a "nutritionally balanced" meal.

While I agree with having a balanced meal, it's not right to push a child to eat more than they are hungry for; especially if they are instilled with the "clean plate" rule at home... You learn to only put as much food on your plate as you are hungry for - enough to be satisfied and not full.

It also puts the idea in kids' heads that in order to be "healthy," you have to consume a certain amount of food at each meal, whether you are hungry for it, or not... Some kids don't know HOW to recognize when they are full; therefore putting more than they need on the plate will cause them to overeat and become part of the childhood-obesity statistic. So, while they are trying to promote healthy food balance, they are denying the child's right to know their body and when they are satisfied.

Some kids don't know when to stop.

Since I was standing right there, I told the cashier that it was okay; that she had already had something at home and this was just extra. She started to get upset with me, spouting the "balanced meal" point, failing to look at MY lean body and tone to recognize that I, as a person and a Mom, know what a nutritious and balanced meal consists of. I still said that it was okay and started to head to a seat, when she said that for the computer to show that each kid gets all the "proper" foods, Holly HAD to put something else on her plate.

[You cannot FORCE a child to put food on their plate that they don't want or have a desire to eat].

I told the cashier to charge us for "something" and pretend that we got it, and we walked away and sat down, with just a biscuit and a milk. [The cashier was befuddled at my lack of desire to please her food enforcement].

Point Proven: Holly only ate 1/3 of her biscuit and only drank half her milk, because she HAD already had breakfast at home, and was apparently easily satisfied this morning. Had she put something else on her plate, it would have been completely wasted food, because once it goes out, it can't come back into the kitchen. [They say that Americans waste enough food to feed an African tribe for MONTHS, or even a year.... let's validate that, shall we... ??].

As the girls ate, I sat back and observed the kitchen staff, reflecting on the conversation that had just occurred, nutrition, and my own fitness/weight loss journey. As my thoughts flowed, I noticed that the ladies working in the kitchen all maintained an excessively WIDER physique than that of someone who is concerned with proper nutrition, a balanced meal, and diet needs... Not that I am judging; just observing.

I slightly chuckled to myself and gave myself a mental high-five for helping MY children understand when to say NO if they don't want something, especially unnecessary calories. [Stop eating when you're full-up].

When the bell rang to go to class, I said goodbye to Kaia and walked Holly to her room; signed her in, and then jogged back to my car, the same way I do everyday, to give my heart a little burst of energy and blood-flow.

So, When is Gym class?? Let's learn about FITNESS, now that we've broached nutrition...

Did you eat your Wheaties this morning?!?


 - Omegan :-D

February 28, 2012

Hiccup Therapy - Solution Center

Have you ever

*hiccup*

tried to say some-

*hiccup*

-thing and just

*hiccup*

couldn't say it

*hiccup*

because of your darn

*hiccup*

HICCUPS?!?!?!?!

It can be EXTREMELY frustrating.



However...
I have a solution.

A quite simple one, really...

My theory was first tested when I was a kid, doing stupid kid things, while left to the devices of my own thoughts and imagination.

(I must have actually learned something in school to apply this knowledge to something like Hiccups)...

One day, while sitting alone in my room, I felt a burp starting to form. As a kid (and a teenager) I drank a lot of soda... And as most, who have drank ANY kind of carbonated beverage would know, that bubbles in the tummy can rumble back up quite loudly and obnoxiously.

As I knew this would be the case, in my situation, at that moment, I did not want to project the rude display of bodily functions into the atmosphere.

So I patted myself on the top of the head a few times.

Awesome.
Problem solved. No more bubbly-rumbles.

.....

........... ..........

................   ...............

brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt.

(ooops.
excuse me.....).

Okay. Maybe that wasn't the most effective way to solve my problem...

.... at least, in THAT instance.
(and yes, it has still occasionally worked again).

So, time continued on....
...yet I knew there was some aspect of life and the human body that I could applicably use my hypothesized notions of bubbles in the gut and redirecting rumbles into a different form of execution from the human body.

And then one day, the epiphany came.

And was tested.

And approved.

I was having one of those fits of hiccups that,
as I described before,
were brutally jolting to the body.
The kind that make your whole chest expand and thrust the rest of you body into uncontrollable flails of limbs and a head-bobb to match.

Suddenly, after attempting to do the whole "hold your breath, deep in your belly" tactic failed for the umpteenth time this current hiccup session, I remembered my childhood experiment with the burp-turned-brrrrrt....

...Could I apply this same knowledge to my dilemma, at this moment, with these body-rocking disturbances to my inner gases??

Ahem.......

brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt.

Yea. It works.
 Within moments, the hiccups had completely subsided.

No ifs, ands, or... 
 ....butts!!

After my new found way to apply my childhood-learned knowledge, I of course had to share the facts of my findings to my family...

...and with my mate, being the comic relief for awkward and uncomfortable - or new dance crave - situations, he used these facts to create a farscicle act of the Glories of the Human Body.

Again, I had the hiccups one day; creating my next groove-style in the process, I headed to the restroom to expel my liquid human-ness.

...From the other side of the door, I heard an imitation rumble....


brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt.
(from Jeremiah)
(...and then a real
brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt.
from Me...

(and then, I totally giggled at myself).


 

So, the next time your chest is poppin and your head is bobbin, like you've made some crazy new dance:

Make a toot and call it a goose!

And your hiccups will be GONE!! (like the Golden Goose Egg! *just don't lay it next to me!*)

Hiccuping, farting, and giggling.....

....self-tested kid experiments turned Dance-craze to gastronomical heights!
(Wanna Jig with me??)

[And for the record, I have 2 other hypotheses proven cases - but their participation will stay in the family ;-) ].

 - Omegan :-D

January 7, 2012

Life as a Kid

Growing up, I always loved playing at the park.

Any Park.

There was something magical about the open-ness of a park that gave way to un-inhibited fun and laughter.

I always found sanctuary in the comfort of a park's atmosphere... Its aire was the feeling of good times with people you trust, allowing yourself to share your true nature of imagination.

It's amazing the nooks and crannies; backways and sideways; ups, downs, and all-arounds that you can discover while trying to hide while playing Hide and Seek. Who knew that there could be so many "unknown" corners of play area!?!

What fun it is to play...

As did the girls and I, one special New Year's Eve Day.






Apparently, I still do enjoy the magic of the playing in the park...

 - Omegan :-D