I never feel like I am missing out on anything because I no longer feel like anything sweet. To me living without sugar is normal, its my life now. I can't say I speak for everyone in my family, because I am the only one who is committed to this 100%. The 7 year old about 95% and the 1 year old looks for any chance she can get to indulge in chocolate if given the chance and the husband would be about 98%.
It really is a double edge sword with the kids. At times I feel guilty that the 7 and 1 year olds are still having the occasional treat here and there and then other times you feel guilty when you stick to your guns and make the kids miss out when other kids are indulging right in front of them. I can honestly say that the 7 year olds tastebuds have completely changed. He was never a real sweet lover, but was given a cookies and cream chocolate by a friend and only ate half of it because he thought it was a little too sweet. I wish I could say the same for the 1 year old but I'm pretty sure she spends every waking moment plotting how she can get her hands on some sugar. I don't understand it at all if I'm being perfectly honest. She has been on this earth for the smallest amount of time, so therefore you would assume that she wouldn't be too addicted to sugar. Then I realised that pre quitting sugar, the 1 year old ate a lot of sugar laden treats like, ice creams, flavoured milk, juices, biscuits, cakes. The thing is, that she would go sometimes go for days refusing food and in the end we would give in and just give her anything that she would actually eat. Her diet is now like everyone else's (except for the shoplifting and possessed satan moments). I guess when the 7 year old asks for a freddo and I say no, he gets over it pretty quickly and I don't give it another thought, but when the 1 year old is screaming and throwing her body over the trolley because I didn't get her a freddo, it seems more obvious that she is still wanting sugar.
The 7 year old makes it so easy to say no because he is older, therefore I can keep him on track but the 1 year old is a constant battle. She is seriously a tank released from the pits of hell. Yesterday when we were at the shops I caved in and gave her a packet of smarties, purely so I could get all my errands done. I never had this intention when I started shopping, but unfortunately when I went to get a trolley, I pulled it into her, not enough to hurt her, but enough to give her a big fright and start off the tears. I had to pick her up to cuddle her and after that, she then wouldn't let me put her down. I couldn't push the trolley and carry her and the more I tried to put her down, the more she screamed and screamed. She then decided to do that thing where her body goes like a jelly fish with no bones and flops dramatically on the ground or into your arms. I was close to losing it, when I saw a packet of smarties near the register and just gave them to her. It was like she was being reunited with her long lost lover. This was just the bribe I needed for her to return to a normal state and to sit in the seat without screaming loud enough to release a herd of flying monkeys … In that moment at the shops, I couldn't give a rats bottom that she was eating sugar, I just was so thankful I could get the rest of my shopping done and could get the hell out of there. She didn't even finish half the box. I would say she had maybe 6 smarties and then I threw it in the bin. It wasn't until I got home that I start getting shitty at myself and making myself feel like an absolute piece of smartie giving scum. I don't need anyone else to judge me because I am perfectly capable of doing that myself.
I'm also finding in regards to myself, that the only time I struggle with the whole sugar thing, is if I go out somewhere with friends to an event that you can only purchase alcohol in cans. There is absolutely nothing that I can have. So then I feel like a bit of a no fun keith especially when everyone is like "just have it, don't worry about it". The truth is I know I won't enjoy it because it will taste horrible. So why ruin all my good work for something that isn't going to give me a "hell yeh" moment!
I made the apple custard cake yesterday and seriously it was yummy. I was a little concerned because I made my own custard and it was still hot when I poured it into the batter. I thought it might somehow stuff it up, but it didn't. Everyone in the family asked for seconds. I may have had thirds, but hey who's counting. I did wrap it up into slices and put it straight in the freezer, so that its for kids lunches only. RECIPE HERE
The 7 year old is a bit of a peanut butter fiend and a friend of his had some peanut butter slice at his birthday party, so we attempted to recreate it. It ended up absolutely nothing like what we had at the party, like completely different texture and taste BUT the result was HELL YES AMAZING!!
I don't even think the word slice is accurate nor the term fudge, it's a combination of both. You really need to try this for yourself. I gave a friend a couple of slices this afternoon when she came to visit and she offered to go straight to the shops and buy the ingredients and pay me $10 for my time, to make it for her… of course I accepted!!
Before you ask, yes it is in the freezer not in my belly. RECIPE HERE
In my last blog entry I wrote about creating cornflake biscuits and the dilemma of adding sultanas or not due to the fructose content. Well that dilemma was solved by itself, when I realised I didn't have any sultanas in the cupboard and that there was more chance of me firing sultanas out my eyes, then going to the shop again. Straight into the freezer it went AND once again a great response from my taste testers!!! I personally thought the kids may want something a little sweeter, because they didnt seem to have much sweetness at all, but they went back for seconds… RECIPE HERE
Another week awaits, I hope its amazing!!