DD and SIL chose not to find out whether they were having a boy or a girl. When they had their sonogram, the technician knew that they didn’t want to know. At one point she got a good look, smiled, and said, “Your baby has gender!” But she blocked that part of the video, and deleted reference to it in her report.
Everyone is now trying to guess whether BC is a boy or a girl. Speculation is running about 80% for a boy. DD put a picture on facebook last night and asked her friends to post their guess. Boy is winning on facebook as well.
I don’t have a gut feel about gender. Perhaps I lean a little toward girl, but I think that’s mostly because I’m such a contrarian.
I have a son and a daughter. Both were fun babies. Both are delightful adults. I am content with whatever God has given.
However, I do find myself increasingly curious about whether we have a Type A or a Type O.
Are we going to have a carnivore or an herbivore? Will I be taking BC out for barbeque or salad bars? Am I going to be fixing hamburgers or peanut butter sandwiches?
Either way will be fine with me. We will bake cookies with neutral flour. We can roll power balls before we walk to the mailbox.
A few years ago at a Tupperware party I bought a set of forms to make my own popsicles. They have been waiting in the back of the cabinet for the first grandbaby to arrive. I’m going to eat my share of pineapple and grape juice popsicles on the back porch.
Have you ever really wanted a product to work, and eventually had to admit that it just made you feel bad? I am that way about a mayonnaise substitute.
I love chicken salad, tuna salad, and carrot salad. I have been using a canola mayonnaise that doesn't have any avoids except a little white vinegar way down at the bottom of the ingredient list. I chose canola because it is neutral for me, and it has a lot of Omega 3. The only problem is that the one Tablespoon serving size isn't nearly enough to make salads as creamy as I like them, so I always use too much.
One day I saw an ad for a mayonnaise substitute, and I got excited. It wasn't a chemical concoction. It was made with real ingredients that I could pronounce. The ad said it was creamy, just like mayonnaise, but it had zero fat and zero calories. Though the ingredients were real food, there were several avoids, but I chose to ignore them. I know better than to ignore that many avoids! But this was a new product, and I really wanted it to work. I bought a jar.
It was creamy, though not creamy in the same way real mayonnaise is creamy. The taste was acceptable, but again not quite like real mayonnaise. It had more vinegar tang than I like. However, by the time I mixed in the celery, apple, and walnuts, it made a good chicken salad.
In spite of my high expectations, it didn't settle well in my stomach. It reminded me of the way I felt before the BTD when my digestive system was always inflamed. I wanted this product to work. I tried it again. In fact I tried it several times, but the results were always the same.
People sometimes ask me how I can stay on the BTD and forego eating wheat and most dairy. I tell them that pain is an excellent motivator. When I eat wheat and dairy, my stomach hurts, and I don't like pain.
As enticing as the idea of low calorie, low fat chicken and tuna salad is to me, the pain is just not worth it. I'm going to discard the mayonnaise substitute.
Before I close, I will give you a quick baby update. DD is now three weeks from her due date. BC has turned and is head down. DD is 1 cm dilated, and is feeling a few Braxton Hicks contractions. While we are all very eager for this baby's birth, we also hope BC will stay in the womb for another two weeks.
We are waiting and praying and smiling.
BC - my precious grandbaby - is at 34 weeks. Six more weeks in the womb, and BC will get to see us! It’s interesting that we have seen that cute little face, with nose pressed up against the wall of DD’s uterus, in sonogram pictures, but though eyes are now fully functioning, BC can’t see us. However, BC hears us responds to familiar voices, but we won’t hear BC until “birth day.”
DD sent a text that BC is now the size of a butternut squash. I picked up a butternut squash in the grocery and held it. The curves did make me think of a little head and a bottom. I like the way this app points expectant mothers to think of fresh fruits and vegetables every week. Just a subtle reminder to forego chips or cookies and eat right for your baby
DD says she feels wonderful. She has lots of energy. She worries sometimes that she is not as hungry as her friends say that they were. But her doctor is pleased with both her weight gain and the baby’s size. I think that the reason she is not famished is because everything she eats is thought out for maximum health for herself and the baby. There is no junk food in her diet. No wasted calories.
The doctor’s assistant warned her that the baby would become less active in these last few weeks. DD laughs and says that BC is more active than ever. Last weekend they took the youth from their church to an event that included a several popular Christian bands. BC was very active during the loud music. When DD bends over a counter to cook or the edge of the bathtub to clean, BC pushes against the hard surface.
Most delightful to me is that twice when DD has had her phone in her pocket, BC has kicked the phone, dialing my number. My precious pre-born grandbaby has called Gram Graham. I just love it!
A new gym opened in their town, and was running some enticing introductory specials. DD and SIL signed up. Even now, on cold days, it gives them a place to safely exercise indoors. But I think they were mainly looking ahead to after the baby is born and DD is cleared to exercise. She has been diligent to put the baby first for all of these weeks, disciplining herself not to obsess about things she used to obsess about. Having a place to exercise will give her a structured way to lose baby weight in a healthy manner without cutting calories which would interfere with her ability to nurse.
Their hospital offers several free classes to expectant parents. It amazes me. The hospital where I gave birth was considered cutting edge because it offered a Lamaze class. DD has already been to a lactation class and a newborn care class. She sends me her notes, which is really great, because I need a refresher course. I haven’t diapered or bathed a newborn in 24 years!
I read back over this blog, and realize I have become a stereotypical gushing grandmother. I can’t help it, and I don’t apologize!
SIL has challenged me to read through the Old Testament this year in the order that the Jewish Canon. He says that I will see connections that are obscure in the Christian Bible. Here at the end of January, I am in Exodus, and today I read: There the LORD made for them a statute and a rule, and there he tested them, saying, “If you will diligently listen to the voice of the LORD your God, and do that which is right in his eyes, and give ear to his commandments and keep all his statutes, I will put none of the diseases on you that I put on the Egyptians, for I am the LORD, your healer. Exodus 15:25-26
This reminds me of a book I read many years ago called “None of these Diseases.” I looked to see if it is still in print, and am delighted to find that the 1963 version which I read, by SI McMillen, has been updated for the 21st century.
The book was very careful not to say that Christians would never get sick and die. It was equally careful not to promote the false doctrine that God is obligated to heal sick people if they confess more sin, do more good deeds, believe harder or some such thing.
The book was talking about diseases that we bring on ourselves by our behavior. Smoking would be one example. No doubt it causes lung and mouth cancers.
Promiscuity is another example. It leads to AIDS, venereal disease, and cervical cancer.
God told Moses to instruct the Jews about washing their clothes and bodies after touching something dead or diseased. For years before modern medicine, that practice kept the Jews free from plagues that killed Gentiles who had poor hygiene.
We think our modern life is so stressful, but stress is not at all new. The Bible has a lot to say about thankfulness and praise as antidotes for stress. The Bible also deals honestly with the physical results of anger.
It has always fascinated me that while Dr. D’Adamo’s research was done from a purely scientific perspective, that there are very few clashes between the Old Testament food lists and the Blood Type Diet food lists. Most of the foods that the Bible says to avoid, are also avoids for all types. A few are neutrals, like shrimp for Type Os, but very, very few Bible avoids are beneficial for any type.
All of us are on this website because we desire a healthier lifestyle. Food and exercise are major components of good health. Stress management and rest also play a huge role. If you desire to add biblical dimension to your holistic approach to health, I would recommend None of These Diseases by McMillen. It will reaffirm your commitment to live a disciplined and healthy life.
I read an article the other day with a headline that screamed something like “Supplements cause Kidney Failure.” I can’t remember where I read it, probably either Drudge or Google News. I am suspicious of news reports like these, because I have watched for years as the FDA has looked for an opportunity to seize control of the vitamin and herb market. Any time I see such an article, I suspect it has been placed to influence public opinion in the government’s favor, and I suspect that it is based on excessive greed of supplement companies.
I read the article, and I was right on both counts. There are several documented cases of people using weight loss supplement concoctions that have resulted in kidney damage. This particular report focused on an extremely obese teenager, who is now on dialysis. The article pointed out that the supplement the teenager had taken was not required to have FDA approval. It also talked about supplements designed to change hormone balance, which can also have serious side effects.
I didn’t save the article, not intending to bore you with my strong opinions on the subject, but this morning I open my email, and there was a newsletter, bragging about - - you guessed it - - another weight loss supplement, guaranteed to work.
Aside from wanting the supplement market to remain free and unencumbered by prescriptions, my attitude about this subject is influenced by the one time that I fell victim to it. Long ago, in the early 80s, I was checking out at my favorite health food store, when I saw a poster. It showed pictures of extreme body types, and said that by taking a glandular supplement you could change your hormone balance and change your body type. I did not like my pear shaped body, and I bought the supplement.
It did change my hormones, but not the way I had hoped. My periods stopped. I was terrified, and went to my doctor. He laughed at me and gave me several reasons why glandular supplements wouldn’t work. He was not convinced by my personal experience. I threw away the rest of the bottle, and a few weeks later my cycle returned to normal. But the experience caused me to accept my body as being the way God had made me. While I keep in shape, I no longer try to alter my body type.
If you are overweight, my advice is exercise more, eat less, and focus on beneficials rather than avoids. Do not fall victim to marketers who are paid big bucks to detach you from your money.
If you wish your libido were like it was when you were younger, my advice is to exercise more, lose some weight, and be kind to your spouse. The last is particularly important, and more effective, in my opinion, than any amount of supplement or prescription medication.
I want to have free commerce of vitamins and herbs. I want supplement companies to have lots of motivation to do research and find out more about how our bodies work. I want no government interference in this part of the economy.
However, I also wish that supplement companies would do a better job of policing themselves. There is plenty of profit to be made from giving our health a little boost in a natural way. I cringe when they rush to market a blend calculated to appeal to the compulsion to be thin and sexy. And I cringe doubly when those blends cause someone serious harm.