Steve and Roseann's Million Pound Match-Up Space

I’m searching for healthier options for breakfast. It’s tough because I am allergic to eggs, and I took the advice of my doctor and picked up some yogurt. I hate yogurt. The texture, the smell, and taste. The weird after taste that lingers for so very long.

I have a couple of smoothie recipes I will have to try. Several of them use yogurt as a base, but I think mixed with some fruit and ice and blended, it might be easier to eat.

It just sucks. I want to eat waffles, and lucky charms and toast drenched in honey. It isn’t the ideal meal for me, but it’s yummy. I have based so much of my eating and my life on what is yummy. That is why I have battled with my weight since puberty.

I lost a lot of weight a year ago. I was on a medication that made me not eat, because if I did eat, I would throw up. I lost 70 pounds or so, and I looked good, but felt like crap. Always tired, always on the verge of nausea. I had to stop taking it because my body finally rebelled and made me throw up for months straight. Everything I consumed. Even if I thought of consuming something.

It’s going to be a struggle, but I know that with support, and the right tools, I can and will do it.

I bought a balance ball, last Friday, and we finally got it inflated last night. I promptly climbed on, did a few crunches, and got winded. That is hard!
The only problem I foresee is the fact that the youngest one seems to think it's a toy, so I've been trying to teach him that it's for mom and dad, and that if we aren't using it, he can play with it, gently, unless he gets obnoxious with it.
Yesterday, we had Subway for lunch, while grocery shopping. It filled us up for the rest of the day. When dinner time came around, we made steak and pasta for the boys, and while I was pulling asparagus out to cook, Steve looked at me and said he wasn't hungry, and I admitted I wasn't either, so we didn't really eat. I know he picked some steak off the plate, and I had a bite or two, but that was it.
Before we would have eaten, regardless of whether or not we were hungry. Then we would have been full and uncomfortable and regretting it for the rest of the evening. I know eating balanced meals more often is the best way, but if we're not hungry, and we eat, then for me, it triggers a bunch of cravings, and I will then graze my way through the evening.
The medication I am on, completely eliminates my hunger. Most of the time. But once I get hungry, I'm starving. This is how the medication is supposed to work, and after a while it resets my metabolism, and then I can eat more, more often, as long as it's healthy.

I think we have decided to mostly follow the Abs diet. IT works for Steve, gives him just enough of a guideline to follow, and also enough limitations and variety. I need to eat clean, and breakfasts are hard for me since I am allergic to eggs and nuts.
The Abs diet has smoothies and things for people that can't use eggs as a protein, and I need something like that.
Snacking is hard. Come 9 at night, and I am like a cat on the prowl. I need to eat something, and the quicker the better. That can lead to some seriously horrible decisions.
Heading out in a bit to actually acquire the food. Grocery shopping is one of the things I enjoy the LEAST, and I have to force myself to do it. Going by myself helps a little, but it still stresses me out.

I'm spending today poring through my cookbooks, trying to come up with a grocery list that will work for us. It's going to get really hectic this coming week, and until May, I bet since  both Steve and I start classes, and we have the 2 boys in school. Every single day, except Fridays, I have somewhere to be. Classes 4 days a week, and then all the commitments that come with having children involved in extra curricular activities.

So, grocery shopping. I have always hated it. I hate all the handling involved. The fact that things come off the shelves, into cart, onto belt, into bag, into cart, into car, out of car and finally into cupboards and fridges. If it were simpler, and cheaper, I suppose, I would be more willing to do it.

I also have a medical issue that makes food and eating, or at least eating correctly, such a pain in the butt. I have type 2 diabetes, combined with PCOS, and that makes sugar an issue for me. The fact that I have a sweet tooth the size of Cleveland doesn't help, I'm sure.
I lost a lot of weight 2 years ago, using a diabetes drug. It eventually stopped working, and started making me sick, all the time, so I have fallen back into the bad habits, and the snacking, even though I rarely get hungry.

Steve has high blood pressure, which should be resolved once we get the extra weight off.
We have several reasons to lose the weight. The two young men in our lives only being the most important. Feeling better about how we look will be nice, but being around to see the little ones grow up is the reasons that count the most.