Life has been hectic, weather has been bad, germs have been thriving… triple whammy, I think to myself. 🙄🙄🙄
For friends who know me personally, I prefer natural remedies to manufactured medication, real food to processed ones, in building up the body.
Regardless of how busy life and demands are, I try to prepare dinner for all, to have a taste of home cooked food at least once a day. Food, real and natural, used for nutritive value and medicinal properties, is what motivates me to ‘keep calm and keep cooking’. 😆
You do not know how many times I’ve kept flyers of Tingkat, toying with the intention of relying on them for daily cooked meals, and only to crush them before willing myself to the kitchen. And I still do look at these flyers every now and then when they find their way into the letterbox… ahh, that struggle is so real lor. Today is another mad day, but something that cannot be compromised is really the health of the family. So the children and I had honey citron tea with a mini bun and an egg for breakfast, before rushing out one no-brainer recipe of chicken stew (and putting as much ingredients in as possible), and preparing macaroni lunch for J2, before a late morning appointment.
So for now, the Mummy-guilt is temporarily lifted from me, and I can have a less stressed day, having in mind that meals have more or less been settled. Maybe this one trait of mine might just leave me with being a SAHM for a longer time (or permanent?) 😆 since I really cannot bear to think of is having every member of my family reverting to my old lifestyle (when I just got married) of eating 3 meals of outside food.
Outside food isn’t totally to be shunned, because it comes with conveniences when we cannot afford time to prepare meals from home. On the other hand, having too much outside food might have unforeseen repercussions later in life, owing to the amounts of sodium and sugar added to make it more appetising.
At one point before the children came along, when I was going through the motions of eating to live (or to survive after a day of irregular meals), I recall feeling lethargic and bloated after meals, and there was a constant craving for more and more of such food, not to mention the very occasional lure of fast food (they are so convenient to buy these days, isn’t it? Just a call away…) I couldn’t figure out what caused my health to deteriorate till J1 came along and I started learning to cook from scratch, eating what he eats.
Surprisingly, hubby and I began to see changes in our tastes. After a period of more home cooked food, our taste buds seem to have awaken and sensitised to natural flavours. We began to feel less lethargic and bloated. Sounds too good to be true, we thought… so we continued with this lifestyle. We were all the more convinced by this when we were at our favourite haunt for dinner but, that time round, all of us couldn’t finish the meal because what tasted fine and yummy to us a few years ago, then tasted far too salty.
5 years on and I think this has done us more good than anything else. Most of the time, our comfort food is found from home in the form of cheesy eggs, steamed sweet corn and even wolf berries on its own. On cheat days or on days I didn’t want to enter the kitchen to cook, we would then eat out. This provides more of a balance to my processed diet from the past.
Looking forward to better health in the years to come, as I plough deeper into the wonders of food that God has so richly given us to eat.