Saying “No” to Sugar

I think this is about to become the hardest time of my life.

Saying no to sugar.

How does one do this, really?

Last night I was looking up some “diets” to see what you COULD eat if you say no to sugar. Andrew comes over to me and I’m going thru the list of “DO NOT EAT” and I just shouted, “Just tell me what I CAN eat!!!” I mean, don’t waste my time and make me salivate over all these wonderful things that I love to eat only to say that I cannot eat them. That’s just mean; just tell me what I can eat and be done with it. gah.

Can you tell I’ve not had much sugar so far today? ha.

Disclaimer here, I’m not going on a diet. I am 6 months pregnant and very aware that my last baby was 9.5 lbs and I really want to try to avoid this next one being that large…if at all possible.

I did have an encouraging conversation with one of my Aunts a couple of months ago, who lovingly told me that “you may just have big babies”. I may. But I also know that I eat a lot of sugar in any one day.

For example, start my day off with Special K (healthy, right?) and a banana. Sabotaged by a doughnut or a piece of grandmas cake that I made last week. It was calling out to me, so I had to answer!!!

Then there is the coke once I get to my office because I need help waking up. I don’t do coffee. Nor Aspartame (gross).

This morning I brought said cake to the office to get it out of our home. And what do I find? Another co-worker has brought in these enticing cupcakes with a beautiful swirled icing.

No doubt it was to get them out of his/her home so not to eat them all at one sitting…they’re beautiful. The cupcake is still calling me, but I’ve not answered it…yet.

Dreadful is what it is. Why can’t we just eat whatever we want? I feel like I’m back on my Budget talk.

I have friends that have mastered this feat, of not eating sugar. I’m amazed at the self-control. I want to do this, I’m just unsure of my own capabilities. I come from a long line of sweet-tooths (sweet-teeths?). My Nama always had a cake or pie waiting for us when we went to visit. My mom always has a cake on her table. And I’m going to be the one to stand up and say no. I must be the crazy one, right?

Lord, help me. Maybe by putting this out into the world wide web, someone out there will hold me accountable (besides my husband). And encourage me (and others!) that it CAN be done.

I think there needs to be a slogan, like D.A.R.E. “To keep a kid off drugs” – well, that’s what it was when I was in school. What could ours be to keep a kid (or adult…as the case currently is) off sugar? {Don’t get crazy, I’m not about to say no sugar in school!}. S.A.R.E? Sugar Abuse Resistance Education. I might start a movement with that one…

I’m becoming delusional.

Anyway, this is where we are today…starting the saying “no” to sugar. Like “The Little Engine that Could”: I think I can, I think I can…