The Soft Launch

We have a new diet. It is part of the program we are doing. Frankly, if we had not been doing this program I never would have attempted ANY diet that eliminates groups of food entirely. I just don't like the idea of it. In fact, I hate the idea of diets that eliminate--or advocate smoothies or shakes as meal replacements, for that matter. However, here we are...on a pretty strict elimination diet.

Yesterday was day 3 for Aaron and I on the diet. And, as expected, day number three was, well, killer. By about 3:00 pm I was starting to feel quite trapped--trapped by my "new" lifestyle which in turn was making me feel hesitant to even leave the house. We eat no wheat, gluten, dairy, soy, or peanuts. And there is a laundry list of other items to avoid as well, though they are not quite as ubiquitous in the American diet (except for, maybe, sugar and its variants).

To be honest (not sure if this is placebo effect, or what) I actually feel really really good. I haven't had a headache in days. I haven't felt crummy, bloated, foggy-headed, or tired in the afternoons or evenings. And my energy level is up. (I am starting to realize that I wasn't feeling very good before.) The next few months, really, will tell the tale about the "benefits" of this diet or not. I am hoping that, at the very least, it will nudge our family even more purposefully towards "real" foods and the delights of fruits and vegetables!

The boys are almost all the way on the diet. They have a few handfuls of Quaker Oat Squares in the pantry that they are munching on, but even that will be gone by tomorrow. And they received treats from well meaning primary teachers at church. (Sundays are going to be hard. I can tell. Even the question of the sacrament bread is causing me to scratch my head.)

So tomorrow it is, my friends. Tomorrow!

Tomorrow we will start EVERYTHING. The whole enchilada of intense things that encompass this exciting program. Plus we have travel for work in the center and a full day of schoolwork to accomplish on top of all of that.

Really I am not sure how to go about doing this all. What is funny is that I am most concerned about what I can bring on our outing tomorrow to feed my little brood.

They will be hungry.
Heck, I will be hungry.

And no one wants a hungry (read: grumpy) mommy.