The groundwork of all happiness is health.
It sounds simple, doesn't it? There's nothing more important than my health. Yet, since I became a mom, it seems I've put EVERYTHING ahead of my own health. Volunteering at school, refereeing my two kiddos, keeping the house clean, struggling to keep up with laundry, shuttling back and forth to lessons and practices and school. I've become a pre-prepared, fast food, hand-to-mouth mother. The best food has been whatever food I don't have to cook myself.
I love eating out. Growing up, eating out was a special occasion. Maybe once a month, for onion pizza at the local pizza joint. A McDonald's Happy Meal was a BIG DEAL THING. As an adult, I could eat out nearly every night of the week. I love the idea of cooking, I love reading recipes and scanning cookbooks, and I really do enjoy preparing food for others. But, as the years have gone by, it's been less and less fun. Too many ruined, overcooked meals waiting for my hubby to come home from work. "Yuck" and "I don't like this," from my kiddos have taken the wind out of my cooking sails. It's easier on my soul to let someone else do the cooking.
Thankfully, my kids are healthy. They eat slowly. They stop when they are full. They don't have big time sweet teeth, so they aren't addicted to candy or baked goods. They play outside whenever they can, and LOVE to participate in hockey & soccer.
Our family loves to bike and hike. Most vacations revolve around sightseeing and getting out into nature. Mountains in Colorado, deserts in Arizona, beaches in the pacific northwest. And in the winter we love to snowshoe. So we're definitely not a bunch of couch potatoes.
But my weight is gross, embarrassing, and just downright unhealthy. I'm carrying around baby fat from years ago, and I look and feel nothing like my younger, healthier self.