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{October 7, 2010}   An Update for My Loyal Readers

I’ve been told that I’m long overdue for an update.  So here it is.  I’m in my 8th week of eating a plant-based diet.  I’m doing OK.  I’m starting to miss certain things, like being able to enjoy a nice night of take out with my husband or simply a buffet at a friend’s wedding.  I’m finding that certain restaurant commercials on tv make my mouth water.  It’s not really any specific food I crave (sometimes it’s ALL the foods!) but it’s more the idea of them.  I then remind myself that I’m doing this for my health – it’s my drug of choice, so to speak.   I want to get my Crohn’s under control in any way I can that does not involved chemical medications.  However, lately, I’ve been experiencing some additional manifestations of my Crohn’s Disease.  This is very disheartening.   I really was sure that changing my eating this dramatically would make a big difference.  Perhaps, it has.  Perhaps, if I continued eating the way I was, I’d be having a full-blown Crohn’s flare up, rather than just little bothersome manifestations.  Who knows?  So I’ve decided that in one more month’s time (which will make for 12 complete weeks of eating a strict vegan diet) I will go to my doctor and have my blood drawn and tests run on my blood to measure my Crohn’s Disease activity.   This should give me a good indication as to how my newly acquired diet has affected my health, if at all.  After that, I will continue keeping a plant-based lifestyle at home, but will allow myself a meal out at a restaurant once a week with my husband (or a night of take out!)    This will still involve me eating healthy for 96% of the time (figuring that I’ll eat 21 meals in any given week).  Plus, it will help me tame the cravings and let me enjoy much-needed alone time with my man.   It will also reinforce my middle ground resolution.  (See my last post for more on that).    So, there you have it.  Nothing fancy, just a quick update to all of my loyal readers – especially to you, Nate.



As many of you know, we are in the middle of the ten days of repentance – a period of time that begins with Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, and ends with Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement.   It is a time of self-reflection – when we take an honest look at our self and our actions in the past year and consciously make the decision to change for the better in the upcoming year.   A lot of times this involves deeds we did to other people and we apologize to all of those people we might have wronged.  But, sometimes, some of our wrong doings are things we’ve unknowingly done to ourselves.  We must also make amends for this as well.  In Hebrew, the word for sin is “Cheyt”.  The word actually comes from the sport of archery and literally means “missed the mark”.    As we reflect on our lives during this ten-day period, we acknowledge all of the marks we’ve missed and “return” or do “Teshuva” to the correct mark(s).  

I am far from perfect.  I’m the first to admit it.  In fact, I have a lot of faults.  I disclosed in a blog entry a few months back that I suffer from anxiety and panic disorder.  This ailment has actually been getting worse in recent weeks.  I had been seeing a therapist for a few years, but wasn’t making any progress.  Three weeks ago, I decided to seek out a new therapist – one that specifically specializes in anxiety and panic.  I found the most amazing therapist – Vidalia onion* – I’ll just call her Vid for short.   I’ve only seen her three times and in this short time, I’m happy to admit that I’m making tremendous strides and overcoming issues that have plagued me for years.   I’ve been discovering so much about myself.  One of the things I’ve learned is that I’m an “all or nothing” person or a “black or white” person.  There is no middle ground, no gray area for me.  At least in the past there hasn’t been.  This is apparent in most areas of my life.   For instance, I won’t start cleaning the house if I know I don’t have the time to clean the entire house at once.  So instead of cleaning a room on one day, and then another the next day, etc. and have the entire house cleaned within a few days time, I might put it off for 2 – 3 weeks until I have the time to do it all at once.    If I only have 10 minutes to exercise, I’ll skip the exercise and wait until I have the time to do a full workout.    I even waited a few weeks to start eating a plant-based diet until I ate up all of the meat, eggs, and cheese containing foods of mine that were in the house. 

 That brings me to my update on a plant-based diet.  (This really is not a digression.)  Last week, I wrote how I was having some cravings and getting a little frustrated with my plant-based way of eating, especially since my mom was going to quit “the diet”.  Well, since then, I’ve found some new recipes, some dairy free cheese that is amazing and I’ve been re-reading all of the literature that has reminded me why I’m doing this diet in the first place.  My strength has been renewed.  But, underneath it all, I’m so afraid that the “all or nothing” beast will attack.  That’s when I realized, that I have to find that middle ground and be a little gray with my eating.  I can’t be so strict and unyielding, otherwise I will break.    I’m pleased to say, that I finally have found my touch of gray and I found it tonight.    My parents went to an amazing Italian restaurant that they only go to once a year (when they visit the cemeteries two hours away, where their loved ones are buried).  I asked them to bring home my husband’s favorite dish – Chicken Alfredo.  Before they left the restaurant, they called me and asked if I wanted some eggplant parmesan.   I thought for a moment and figured I could pull of the cheese and told them “yes, please”.    When the food arrived, it smelled amazing and my mouth started watering.  I realized, that, though, I am dedicated to being healthier, I’m still allowed to enjoy life and the earth wasn’t going to crumble if I *gasp* ate some cheese.   But this was unfamiliar territory I was entering.  I was leaving the comfort of the black zone, yet not going all the way over to the white side. Could I do it?  I was inching towards the gray area!    So I took a deep breath, and cut a piece of the yummy eggplant wrapped in cheese and brought it to my mouth.  To my surprise, lightening did not strike me down.  Quite the opposite – I enjoyed every single bite of my meal.  I felt completely satisfied. And I did not feel one bit of guilt.  Success!  I arrived at the gray area and I was OK.   I know that tomorrow I will continue on my plant-based diet.  This one meal with cheese isn’t going to tip the scales one way or another, regarding my health.  If anything, it helped me learn that I need to indulge once in a while to be healthy. Granted, this will be neither an every week nor an every month occurrence, but it’s FINE when it does indeed happen. I need to learn that it’s OK to be in the middle – in fact, it’s necessary.  I’m working hard on trying to apply this to all aspects of my life.  I might only have 5 minutes free, but in that time I can scrub the toilet.  The baby might be waking up in 10 minutes, but I can use those 10 free minutes to do some yoga.  And so, as I enter this New Year, I do it in the gray area and hope in the coming year to find and maintain that balance that I often lose sight of. 

May everyone have a wonderful new year filled with only health, joy, and prosperity.   May the gray area be with you.

*To maintain some privacy, instead of using people’s real names, I use aliases that are either fruits or vegetables.



{August 21, 2010}   Day Six and Still Kickin’

I’m in the middle of my sixth day of eating clean.  I feel great!  I already have more energy and feel happier!   I haven’t been hungry at all, nor have I felt any deprivation.   

Today, I attended my first social event since I began my new eating style (I hate using the word “diet”).  It went very smoothly.  There was tons of food and I scouted the table and sought out the fruit salad.  I had 2 huge helpings of that and a bottle of water.  I didn’t miss eating all of the “junk” out there. 

If you had told me last year, that I’d be eating a vegan lifestyle, I would’ve laughed at you.   But after reading the many books that I have read on the subject, I feel like it is the only way for me to eat.  The China Study and the Rave Diet both showed me all of the studies done that proved eating this way can reverse most diseases including heart disease and cancer and does wonders for autoimmune diseases (one of the main reasons why I decided to go this route in the first place).  They also showed studies and had statistics showing just how much animal protein and especially dairy makes people sick (I’m not talking about stomach ailments, but heart disease, cancer, diabetes, etc.).  But the best book I have read thus far is “Skinny Bitch” by Rory Freedman and Kim Barnouin.  The authors really dug into the politics behind our food and conveyed a lot of wonderful information.  They did this while being a little crass at times and well “bitchy”, but in a humorous way.  However,  the overall message was serious  and based on truths cited from many reputable references.  The book was really eye-opening for me.  I highly recommend it – even if you have no desire to eat a plant-based diet.

At first, when I was thinking about eating in this manner, I worried about things that most people worry about when they think “vegetarian” and “vegan” and that is will I get enough protein without eating meat?  Will I get enough Calcium without drinking milk?  And will I get enough vitamins in general?  And the answer to all of those questions is “yes”, “yes, “and “yes”.    All the books I have referenced in my last several posts all have solid medical studies that prove that the answer is yes.   As long as I eat a wide variety of fruits and vegetables and grains, all of my dietary needs will be fulfilled.  Even with me be a lactating woman, I will still be getting all the nutrients both Tangerine and I need.  In addition, this diet is perfectly healthy and preferable for children as well.  Again, many studies have proven this and a great book that goes into more depth about it is Disease Proof Your Child by Joel Fuhrman.   

Though, thus far, I’m really enjoying my experience, I have to admit that on the evening of Day 3 (shortly after I posted my last blog entry) I ran into a couple of bumps in the road.  The first was that I was struggling  to make two different dinners (one for me and one for my husband, who has not jumped on this bandwagon yet) while attending to my active toddler.  Somehow, in the middle of the confusion, I slightly burned my husband’s dinner.  Luckily, he’s very sweet and understanding and wasn’t too upset about it – especially since this was the first time I’ve burned a meal in the 3 years we’ve been married (I didn’t burn anything in the year we lived together either).   The other road bump that night, was that I put a little too much garlic in my dinner (which was whole wheat pasta, stewed tomatoes and chopped spinach) and had a bit of tummy ache that night. 

All in all, I am enjoying my healthy eating journey and am excited to experience new adventures of this healthy lifestyle every day.



So far, I’m loving this “diet”.    I was afraid that I would be hungry all of the time (especially since I still nurse Miss Tangerine constantly).  But quite the opposite – I’m only eating half of my meals and saving the rest and eating them later. 

Granted, I’m only on my third day of this new way of life, but so far, I haven’t had any cravings.  I already feel heathier, lighter and enlightened.

My biggest challenge and “pain” is that I have to cook two separate dinners – one for me and one for Mango.  He is not on the plant based band wagon by far. 

I’m still toying over whether or not to include olive oil and other healthy oils in my diet or not.  Two of the books I’ve read, advocate for no oils at all (The Rave Diet and The Engine 2 Diet).  While other books I’ve read, including The Kind Diet by Alicia Silverstone and Disease Proof Your Child by Joel Furhman all use healthy oils in their diets.    So far, I’m staying away from the oils…but I’m still conflicted.  I’d love to hear what some of your thoughts about this are, and why.

I’m looking forward to Day Four tomorrow – bring it on!



{March 20, 2010}   I’ve Changed the Rules

  There is a saying that “A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn’t. A man marries a woman expecting that she won’t change and she does.”  Well, I’ve changed.  Or at the very least I’ve changed the rules.  Flash back to 2005.  Mango and I reconnected after several years, hit it off and started dating.  My diet consisted of tons of diet soda, lots of coffee with tons of Equal, high processed and chemical-laden “sugar free/low calorie/fit into my points*” food.  I wore expensive high-heeled Coach shoes and other similarly expensive named brand shoes, carried the latest Dooney and Bourke bag, never left the house without my Dolce and Gabbana shades.  My face was always fully made up, I always was fully accessorized, and of course my hair had nothing less than a ¼ of a can of hairspray in it.  I wore expensive perfume and used luxury scented bath lotions.  I was your average raised in the 80’s gal.  I was this way all through our courtship and even for almost 2 years of our marriage.  Then something changed.  Tangerine was born.    I began reading and researching absolutely everything.  I read both sides of the coin and read testimonies of moms and dads that had “been there, done that”.   I felt that gentle parenting/attachment parenting was the only way to parent.  So I adopted a lifestyle that includes baby wearing, co-sleeping and extended nursing. I try to be as chemical free as possible and eat organic as much as we can afford.  I no longer wear lotions or perfumes.  My “bag” is a diaper bag with my wallet thrown in. And shoes are my sneakers so I can run around while wearing my babe.  I have a thriving and content almost 9 month old girl.  I’m happy and thriving as well.  I feel good about my parenting choices and feel that  my daughter feels the security that comes along with this style of parenting. 

Well, Mango doesn’t fully agree.  He’s afraid that Tangerine will always be “attached at my hip” and clingy.  He told me that I need to “cut the umbilical cord”.  He wants to know when Tangerine will sleep through the night so that we can move her to her own room. He wants to know when I plan to wean her.  He wants to know when I’ll stop wearing her. He basically wants to know (though he didn’t say it in so many words) when I’m going to stop parenting like this.  I was blindsided by his words.  Though, I should’ve seen this coming.  Mango married a completely different woman – the woman he dated and married may have breastfed, but only for a short time.  She may have brought the baby in bed but only for the first few weeks. She may have worn the baby in a sling, but again, just while the baby was tiny.  But what was this “new” woman doing? WHO was this woman? Clearly, I had changed.  Or at the very least I changed the rules.  So, what now?

I know that my decisions are not “mainstream” and not how Mango’s friends parent.   And yes, their children “are just fine”.   But I believe that what works for some families doesn’t necessarily work for all.  I really and truly believe that attachment parenting and all the things that go along with it work for us and are right for Tangerine. 

Mango is an amazing person.  He is so loving and giving.  He’s funny and sarcastic.  He’s extremely smart and is knowledgable on a whole range of subjects.  He is one of those people you just love to be around – just being in his company makes you happy.   Take all of those wonderful qualities and multiply them by about 100 and that’s how Mango is as a husband.  Then multiply that again by about 1000 and that’s the kind of dad that Mango is.  He wants the best for his family.  He sacrifices every single hour of every single day of every single week.  He works two full-time jobs.  Both are manual labor jobs (i.e. physically strenuous) and affords him very little time to sleep, less time with his family and virtually no time for him chill, play video games, hang out with friends, etc.  So having him read some of the information that I have read that convinced me to parent the way I do, is just out of the question.   I try to tell him that Tangerine will not be clingy – that studies have proven (and real life families have shown) that children who co-sleep, were worn and were breastfed for an extended period of time are actually extremely independent and confident.   I try to explain how Tangerine will not always be attached to my hip.  I want him to see what I see, and know what I know.   But how do I do this?

I know that he wants to be (and should be) involved in all the parenting decisions that are made regarding Tangerine.  I truly believe that if he read what I’ve read and saw some “end results” from other families, that he, too, would be convinced.  I know that he only wants what is best for our daughter, that we both do.  But how do I make him “come around” when I’ve changed the rules?  How do we reach a compromise when I’ve changed?

I love Mango very much.  I love Tangerine more than life itself.   But I also don’t want to leave my husband out of the picture.  He’s far from being a bystander, yet I know he feels that way.  How do I include him without compromising what I feel is best for our daughter?  

I’ve certainly changed.  But can I change the rules so that they work for all three of us?



et cetera
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