I have now had my first cravings. It took a long time before it hit me, but at some point even the best resolutions don’t help anymore. That afternoon, no matter what I ate, I just couldn’t get enough. For lunch we had veggies with red lentils, a big filling plate. Yet neither my stomach nor my brain wanted to accept that we were full.
I inevitably found myself in the kitchen again and again, sneaking around the cupboard with the sweets. Because that’s exactly what my treacherous head imagined. Chocolate, chocolate, chocolate.
Instead, I ate a good portion of raw vegetables. Did not work. Then I tried to create something like inner excitement by slowly chewing almonds. Didn’t work either. “Almonds are like marzipan, just missing a few ingredients,” I imagined. I didn’t care about my stomach. He wanted something else. But I held on.
The packet of dried apricots left over from the Christmas baking helped. I opened it and ate some fruit, which really worked. After that, the craving for sweets disappeared and I was full. But really fed up. Apparently, what I had been eating all afternoon arrived in my stomach. Luckily he’s stuck with this one so far, the healthy eating project is otherwise going very well. Only the enthusiasm about it in the family fluctuates a little.
I recently baked some buns myself – made with wholemeal spelled flour, oat bran, apple and low-fat cottage cheese. I think they’re super tasty, the rest of my family doesn’t quite share my newfound enthusiasm. The thing with vegetables also becomes a nuisance for man and child. “Do we really have to eat this every day now?” wants to know my daughter. He misses his spaghetti with tomato sauce. So since then, the noodles have been returning to the pots…
Little by little I scour the internet looking for new recipes, especially with the nutrition docs of the NDR television channel, I find what I’m looking for. I want to cook things, I make up my mind. However, I would need careful planning for this, as I only have two-thirds of the ingredients for most dishes at home. Maybe a weekly schedule wouldn’t be bad, although I’m not sure that really works. Do I really want to do what I was thinking of a few days earlier on Thursday? I’ll just try.