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Ermagherd! I nearly died trying to “get healthy”…

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A few weeks ago I decided that it was time for me to give up my ‘unhealthy eating’ and try to effectively reset my taste-buds and my body’s cravings for junk food by going on a 2-week raw food cleanse. My diet really has never been completely unhealthy….I do most of my grocery shopping at Sprouts Farmers Market, and purchase a majority of foods that are either organic or non-GMO, buttttt I will admit that I was snacking on unhealthy foods much more than I should, drinking wayyyy too much coffee and I was feeling the repercussions of those choices affecting my energy levels.

I was raised by a woman who has always been ‘green’.  For most of my teen years my mother made me a breakfast of 1 shot of wheatgrass followed by a healthy home-made smoothie. (Oh gawd I hated those wheatgrass shots!) My mom taught me how to take care of my health and my body with foods,  natural supplements and homeopathy.

I guess this familiarity with natural and raw foods made me a little over-confident going into this cleanse, and the fact that I was already very near being underweight didn’t help either.

I found a great 2-week raw food cleanse recipe list and decided that I would follow it. I bought all the ingredients for week 1 and decided to go for it.

During the first week of the cleanse I felt GREAT!

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Even though I’d drastically reduced my caffeine intake, I felt fantastic! I had more energy than ever, I stopped craving junk food and I was thrilled to be cleansing my body. But at the end of the week I was tired of eating raw food and decided I was going to just ‘wing it’ for the second week of the cleanse. That was a BAD idea.

Rather than following the cleanse recipes for week 2, I felt confident that I could make my own healthy choices. That too was a BAD idea.

By Wednesday of week 2 I felt like crap.

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I woke up on Wednesday and felt “off”. I felt flu-like symptoms, my whole body felt light and tingly and my stomach was in knots. I felt nauseated but couldn’t vomit and was bedridden for 3 days. During those days all I could “eat” was Ensure, and I honestly thought I was going to die. I know that sounds dramatic, but I had dropped 6lbs. during that cleanse and I definitely did NOT have 6lbs. to lose.

I had cut so many things out of my diet for the cleanse, and during week 2 when I decided to deviate from the recipes I was following, I neglected to ensure that I was getting enough of the nutrients my body needed. It’s only recently (within the past 2 days) that I’ve been waking up in the morning feeling ‘normal’ again.

I will NEVER put myself through anything like this again! Now that I’m feeling better, I’m making sure to eat right. I’ve been eating a variety of foods every day and been mindful about what I’m consuming. This was a horrible learning experience that I will always remember and never repeat. Even though I ate good foods during week 2, I was depriving my body of a sufficient amount of protein and calcium. Also, when one is eating raw foods only, it’s VERY easy to under-eat without even realizing it.

Here are 3 very important tips to keep in mind when you are trying a detox/cleanse/diet:

#1 – Eat every 2-3 hours. Your body digests juices and raw foods much quicker.

#2 – Be sure you are not making any changes that are too drastic. There is such a thing as “over-cleansing”, and it can be dangerous if you do not follow tip #3.

#3 – Pay attention to your body! If you want to stay healthy, it’s vital to know when you need to cleanse, and when your body actually just needs a better foundation to rebuild itself.

Have I abandoned all my new habits? No way! I am still making daily smoothies and juices, but I am definitely eating meat and dairy again. All that being said, I am glad to be back in the land of the living! :)

xoxo,

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Sometimes Things Just Don’t Go As Planned.

Have you ever been anticipating something so excitedly that you just pray that nothing goes wrong?! (…and then they do?!) *of course*

Wellllll…that was my week last week.

The first part anyway…

The plan was this:

Glamping in El Capitan Canyon from Monday thru Wednesday and Fashion Week San Diego from Wednesday night thru Sunday.

And HERE is what actually happened:

“Aunt Flo” decided to show up on Sunday (the day I was supposed to go to L.A. as the first leg of the glamping trip). I woke up with cramps-from-hell and the stress of wondering how I’d make it to L.A. at a reasonable time.

All that emotion mixed with axiety and PMS proved to be a recipe for disaster…

I fought nausea all day and couldn’t take it! I spent Sunday evening & night laying still in my hotel room bed unable to actually vomit because I hadn’t eaten anything all day!

To make this long story slightly shorter…I didn’t end up going glamping. I drove back to San Diego on Monday morning and spent Monday thru Thursday at home with on-and-off nausea and exhaustion. *ugh!*

I made it to Fashion Week San Diego (*FWSD) events Thursday thru Sunday though (thank goodness)!

Following Fashion Week, my son started a 2-week “October Break” from school! Whhhaaattt?! I know.

That being said, my sanity level for the past week has been bordering on non-existent to say the least.

FWSD was incredible and since I’m finally just catching up with my own brain I’ll be sharing pics and posts in the coming days.

What I will say is I’m glad it’s Fall. Part of me can’t believe the year is nearly over, and another part of me can’t wait to ring in 2013 already! (Ehhh…)

For now, I’m just taking it day-by-day…appreciating great moments, acquiescing to that which doesn’t go my way and looking forward to wonderful things to come. :)

xoxo,

 

Oh Hai June!

Can you believe it’s June already?! So much has happened in the last 6 months, and yet it’s all flown by so quickly!

Looking at the calendar right now is bittersweet. In 25 days I’ll be turning 25, but that’s not what has me feeling this way…

In August my munchkin is starting Kindergarten!

 

When Benny was a baby I remember talking to my mom and saying how I couldn’t wait ’till he was old enough for me to read him all my favorite books, and my mother replied “Oh Lua…it goes by so fast! Enjoy now.” At the time, her statement sort of irritated me (because I can get a little defensive at times) and because I know I was experiencing some post-partum depression and I didn’t really feel like I was enjoying every moment as I should have been.

The truth is…I have been blessed to be able to be with Benny practically all-day-every-day for the past 5 years. I’ve rearranged my whole life to be his mother and I really have loved every minute of it! Before him I was happy being busy at the office 40+ hours a week but now…I can replay 5 years of silly smiles, cooking-pot drum sessions, rolling down grassy hills, beach days and lazy days when we’d lay in bed in the middle of the afternoon and he’d sigh and say “I love you mom” in a tone of voice that is just so absolute.

LOVE is something you learn by feeling it.

I was the little social butterfly who ripped herself away from her mother’s arms on the first day of Kindergarten to join other kids leaving my mom wanting me to stay in her arms for just one more second.

We were talking about it a while ago and she confessed to me that she cried in the car a little after she dropped me off. I know I’m going to do the same.

Benny is cautious and thoughtful and takes his time to open up to new people. I worry about him being overwhelmed or intimidated by the whole idea of Kindergarten. (He’s been in part-time Pre-K, but it’s montessori based so it’s a lot more individualized than traditional classrooms.) I doubt he’s not going to run off and play like I did…but he IS a big boy and I know he’s going to put on a brave face.

As I write all this, I also think about how he could totally surprise me and be gung-ho for his first day. (Crossing my fingers on that one.)

But I AM excited for him…for all the things he’ll learn and all the friends he’ll make. :)

As for me turning 25 this month?! Well…I guess it’s time I kick this quarter-life crisis into high gear! ;)

xoxo,

The Coma That is January…

Ever since my son was born (nearly 5 years ago) I have annually spent the month of January in a proverbial coma. My munchkin’s birthday is at the end of the month and so although it’s the New Year…all I can think about is planning his birthday party!

….so if nothing else…that may explain the lack of posting this month.

This year however, I have a lot more on my mind than just his birthday….

 

 

My husband and I have officially decided on “the big D”.

Now, before you get all weepy and start with the “I’m so sorry” stuff…here’s the deal:

After 5 years of marriage and a handsome & sweet little kiddo, we have decided to end our marriage in the only way that made any sense to either of us….amicably.

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We have already been living apart for a few months now and the truth is that it’s been good for both of us. The separation has made us realize that we are better apart because the emotional responsibility of marriage was becoming something that neither of us could handle.

Ending a marriage (or any relationship for that matter) is tough.

Ever since we started living apart I spent lot’s of nights seething in a jealous rage at Zales commercials and wondering “Why can’t all men be nauseatingly romantic?!”

I spent a lot of nights with a knot in my stomach wondering how and if I would ever feel “Ok” with just being on my own.

I spent days in a haze feeling invisible and undesirable…

But then it HIT me!

I am blessed….

Blessed that the man I married was man enough to be honest with me….

Blessed that we can be apart and yet still know that each of us still wants the best in life for the other….

 

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A few days ago a friend of mine was saying that all she wants is to be someone’s one and only….to which I replied:

“Every day I’m feeling more and more like Tina Turner….”What’s Love Got To Do With It?!”"

I’ve never understood the meaning of that song before (and I cannot say I truly grasp it now), but love…love….LOVE…

LOVE alone does not a happy/constructive/healthy relationship create.

[[Sorry to break it to you hopeless romantics but love does NOT mean never having to say you're sorry, nor is it the exception to every rule....it's just not.]]

 

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When I was a child, my mother taught me that love was seeing the beauty of God in another person.

Love, to me, is not purely a romantic emotion.

I love many people because throughout my life I have had the grand opportunity to meet, converse and learn from incredible people….and I love them because I see the beauty of their spirits and I appreciate the light they’ve shed on my life.

So….do I still love my ex husband?

YES. Today, tomorrow and forever.

 

“All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.”

-Anatole France

xoxo,