Checking in...

So as it turns out, you have to post often to qualify as a true blogger... I gotta get on that.

The last few days have been super pleasant. I guess I wouldn't say the most magical days of my life since I still am living a highly ordinary life-- you know changing poo, scrubbing stains out of laundry, ellipticizing (if that's a real term), having play dates, and going to Target.  I will say that the crazy person in my brain who obsesses about food, calories, portions, and weight seems to have gone on a little vacation (please don't ever come back).  Looking back, I haven't really given a fraction of the brain juice that I normally do to what I'm going to eat, when I'm going to eat, exactly how much I will eat, etc, etc.  So that part of my life actually has been blissful. Hurray.

So speaking of Target, the center of my universe, I did a late night shopping trip there on Satuday night... and there were calories involved... LOTS of them.  But I don't think in a bad way. Let me explain. 

I first caught myself peeking at the calories in the cheese isle.  I usually always buy reduced fat cheese, or anything else for that matter.  I was picking up some of those pre-sliced packages of deli cheese.  So I started comparing labels.  At first when I realized what I was doing, I turned the package back around.  I thought to myself "wait, I don't count calories".  But then I realized that I wasn't actually counting calories, I was just making informed choices.  I mean I could buy cheese slices weighing in at 100 calories with 10 grams of fat, or I could get the ones with 60 calories and just a few grams of fat.  It doesn't take an obsessive slave to food to make that choice, just a healthy person making a healthy choice.

So I decided that it is still okay for me to look at food labels while putting them in my shopping cart.  In fact I could look at each and every product before I bought them and it would still be okay (though that would be pointless since I've memorized most of the food items that I regularly buy).  My reasoning behind this is that I'm still trying to be a healthy person that makes good choices for myself and my family, but I am also trying to get rid of my food demons and OCD-ness.  If I make good decisions when I am buying my food, and my fridge is stocked with fresh and low fat products, then I shouldn't have to stress so much about each and every morsel of food that goes into my mouth.  I obviously still need to be sensible about my portions, but without measuring or weighing them, and having a panic attack when I don't know how much I ate.  If I stopped reading labels all together, then I would be setting myself up for problems on the other end of the spectrum that I'm trying to pull myself out of. 

So food labels, your still my friends... I will just try not to read you after I put you away in my cupboards and fridge.  We can only be friends at Target.