Friday, July 27, 2012

When is it MY time?


I’ve been thinking a lot lately about myself.  My physical and mental health, my freedom, my feelings.  I find myself asking myself, “when do I get to live my life?” 

I’ve spent the majority of my life (even more so in the last 5 years) worrying about everyone else and trying to figure out how *I* could make things better for them.  How can I make them happy?  This is particularly true with my family.  You see, I was born wired to please.  I did well in school, I was relatively behaved, I give more of myself to people than I give to myself because I have a need to please them.  When do I get to please myself?  Apparently never because if I do, I have this overwhelming fear that it will displease someone else. 

I lay awake at night worrying about things out of my control.  Things that friends and doctors tell me are not even my responsibility.   What kind of things?  Well, the fact that my parents spend money like it’s going out of style.  There is no frugality there.  Dad says he may have to take money out of the 401K to make ends meet.  Ten minutes later, he’s out buying chips and ding dongs and cigarettes.  I pay them money.  It’s not a lot in the grand scheme of things.  I certainly would be paying more if I were living on my own.  But now I am crippled with fear of exercising my right and my NEED to move on and grow up and have my own live and my own place.  Fear that they will go under.  Fear that they’ll sell our summer home.  And then EVERYONE will hate me.  I’ll be the one who put the nail in the coffin.  I’m the one who made them have to sell a place we all love.  Why is it MY responsibility to be the second income in the family?  I get no benefit of doing so, aside from being able to live there.  They get tax free money – over $7000 a year to be exact.  Do I want my dad to essentially have to absorb a $7000 pay cut?  NOT AT ALL.  But, perhaps if that money is going away, they’ll be forced to change their habits. If they don’t change their habits, it’s on them, right?  It’s so hard for me to accept that, and relinquish that false sense of responsibility.

I also worry about my little brother.  He seems lost to me.  He has no guidance.  I think that he has a better relationship with me than my parents.  But he can also be a player.  I honestly don’t think that I had much guidance either.  But I was a pleaser.  And a self starter.  And a go-getter.  So I feel this responsibility to my brother to “show him the way”.  Did he do this?  Did he fill out that form? 

The more I try to exercise any sort of choice that affects the household, the more push back I get.  I put stuff in the fridge, I get yelled at.  I buy a new pan I get yelled at.  I put stuff in the pantry I get yelled at.  “There’s no room for this stuff,” I’m told.  Do they not realize how crushing that is?  There’s no room for what you want or what you need here.  That’s the basic message.  Just sit here and be, and pay us for the privilege.  When I say something about it, I’m greeted with a crying mother.  Therein lays the rub.  How do you respond to making your mother cry?  Me, the pleaser,  I immediately apologize.  What the hell am I apologizing for?  Why is it OK for her to make me feel like my wants and needs are an inconvenience (thus hurting MY feelings), but it’s not ok for me to call her on it? 

I know that I need to remove myself from the situation – for more reasons than one.  I need to be out of the drama (which is not my responsibility) in order to focus on my needs.  I DESERVE to have my own place where I can have whatever food/utensils/pans/tools/pictures/furniture/plants/pets that I want.  I’ve worked hard and I deserve that.  I deserve to have a place where I can invite friends over for dinner and bbqs and to watch movies/games/etc. whenever the hell I want. How the hell am I supposed to meet a man when I can’t invite HIM over my house?  I have no privacy to do that.  Sure, it works for teenagers, but not for a nearly 40 year old woman.  I feel successful in my career, but that pride and success does not transfer into my personal life.  If anything, the self loathing and despair I feel in my personal life carries on into my work life.  I don’t feel good about MYSELF, so I don’t feel I can do more, or deserve more.  I don’t know where my confidence has gone.  I lost it somewhere around the time I turned 32 and settled that this would be my life – Living at home with no say, no companion, and all the baggage that goes along with that.  

There is going to be a day that my parents will REALLY need me to be home.  There will be a time when they CAN’T do things or figure things out.  At that point, I realize that I will have to put my life on hold.  So isn’t NOW the time for me to get out there and be my own person?  It’s not fair that I bear this burden solely because I haven’t found someone to spend my life with.  Sadly, I feel that it will never happen while in this situation.  It’s as though it’s expected that since there is no one in my life, there is “no reason” for me to leave.  It’s not fair that my mother uses her own insecurity against me.  My wanting – no, needing – to move out is not a reflection on her.  It’s a reflection on ME and my desire to be grown up.  To be normal.  To not be the stereotypical fat, insecure girl who stays with her parents because she doesn’t know how to grow up or find and hold a relationship.  I know people who *I* see that way.  The thought that people may think the same of me hurts like hell. 

We don’t talk about feelings in my family.  Sadly, if I say most of this to my parents, my mom would go to her “go to” response, “get over yourself” and “yeah, because you have it SO BAD here.”  Her feelings = valid.  Mine = ridiculous.

I don’t need drugs.  I need balls.  I need to get over the fear of rejection and the unrealistic expectations that I’ve put on myself.  I need to bite the bullet, and I need to do it soon. 

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Why I Choose to Support the March of Dimes

This marketing piece says it better than I can right now. My family lived this scenario for only a brief few days before the loss of my nephew in the NICU. I can relate, and I'm so thankful for the March of Dimes and their mission to help pregnant moms and babies through not only research, but with support systems when they need it most. Please consider donating to the March of Dimes in honor of your healthy children.

AWAY IN A MANGER?

Whether Christmas Day is important to you for religious or other reasons, or whether it is simply a welcome day off, everyone knows the story: what happened was completely unanticipated by the parents. Their newborn child was born in an emergency situation, far from home, in a strange place; the child needed to be placed in an emergency crib, one that a day before would have been unthinkable. A "manger"? I'm sure the baby's mom didn't envision this particular outcome. I'm sure the dad must have been a little freaked out: unprepared to have his brand new family spending their first few days together sharing space with strangers, instead of the privacy that comes from being in your own home. Not a normal birth, not a normal script to the first days of life for the child. Imagine the family's reaction when they learned that there was also some risk to the life of their newborn son. Imagine how it must have felt to have a parade of people coming by, unannounced and non-stop to check on the baby in the strange bed, even if some of them brought presents. No one knew exactly what to say. Can you imagine the look of visitors' faces when they looked around the space where the baby was sleeping? They might have said, "I'm glad this was here, but this is no place for a baby to be." Most of the visitors had never seen a baby in such a strange place. What about the smells? Imagine the real-life noises from everything in that scary strange place. Had to be a scary time in the life of the new family, don't you think?

As you may have guessed by now, the story takes place in Bethlehem ... Pennsylvania; or Oxnard, California; or Memphis, Tennessee; or Cincinnati, Ohio; or Worcester, Massachusetts. The story is that of the family that has a baby begin life in a neonatal intensive care unit. An emergency. A strange place. Not a normal birth, family unprepared, not a private space, a strange "bed"; lots of visitors who don't know what to say, some risk to life. A strange place. Noises, smells and shock at the whole experience. Is a NICU incubator anything more than a high tech manger? A place to put a baby born in an emergency. Not anyone's first choice. Aren't there plenty of "swaddling clothes" in a NICU? This year when you hear the Christmas story, regardless of your faith, think about the THOUSANDS of families, across the country that are living out their own Christmas story in a NICU and the families who have children in the hospital. There are some moms who have a wish list that consists only of another day of life for their child as a present. There are dads who wish they were suffering instead of their kids. The visitors who would trade all their gold for a healthy grandchild.

Two points: First, the March of Dimes NICU Family Support program in more than 100 hospitals nationwide, including Tufts Medical Center in Boston, provides comfort and information to the families in the same kind of crisis every day. "Stable Family" Support would have been greatly appreciated when there was no room at the Inn. Second, they say that money can't buy happiness. For the NICU family, that is very true. No amount of money is going to remove those tubes, fix that problem or get that baby home for Christmas Day. Those babies sleeping in their "high tech mangers" have already been dealt their hand and must play it. But money can buy happiness for babies born in the future. Funds raised today will buy happiness for many babies by enabling the March of Dimes to continue its fight prevent prematurity, birth defects and infant mortality for babies yet to be born.

For the past two years, the rate of premature birth in our country has declined. That is the turning point of our efforts. The real performance review of our research and engagement as volunteers and staff will come in the future when no baby is born too small, or too sick because of what we give today. A world that doesn't need "mangers" is a world where every baby is born into ideal circumstances.

As you enjoy time off with your families this holiday season, remember that NICU babies don't go home just because it is December 25th. The tubes don't come out because Santa Claus is coming to town, and the fears and tears of the moms and the dads don't dry up over the river and through the woods at grandmother's house. No, the rescue mission doesn't stop just because the stores are closed. Prematurity and birth defects are forever. When you save a baby, you change the world.

During this giving season, I hope that you enjoy your holiday time off and consider making a gift to the March of Dimes. Let's save babies and do away with mangers, high tech or otherwise.

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Saturday, November 20, 2010

Easy Apple Crisp

This is adapted from a recipe I found on sparkrecipes.com (a sister-site to sparkpeople). The original recipe didn't include walnuts or craisins, and listed margarine exclusively. The calories per serving on that one was 131. I can't imagine that it is much more per serving with the minor changes I made. Certainly still less than 200.

"Filling"
  • 4 medium apples, peeled, cored, and sliced
  • 1 Tbs sugar
  • 1 Tbs honey
  • 2 tsp cinnamon

"Topping"

  • 1 cup quick oats
  • 1 tsp vanilla
  • 1/2 tsp cinnamon
  • 1/4 cup brown sugar
  • 1/4 cup dried cranberries
  • 1/4 cup chopped walnuts
  • 2 Tbs flour
  • 2 Tbs butter or margarine

Mix first four ingredients and place into 9-inch (square or round) baking dish.

In small bowl, mix Topping ingredients until crumbly. Sprinkle topping over the apples.

Bake at 325 degrees until apples are soft and topping is golden brown (about 30 minutes).

Number of Servings: 9

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

BL Challenge - Day Three

I know, I shouldn't have done it, but I did.

I stepped on the scale today. I couldn't help it. I know weighing myself in the middle of the week means nothing, since weight fluctuates daily - hourly even, but, I do have to say this...

I'm down FIVE POUNDS (are you scared yet, Jenn, Carrie & Gale?)!

It's really late, so i'm not going to do a detailed accounting of anything. Maybe I'll edit this and update it tomorrow, but, I'm so freaking busy from now until the weekend.

Keep rockin it!

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

BL Challenge - Day Two

So, everyone's all weighed in and ready for week one. I hope we all stick to this for ourselves and that we get in touch with each other using all this technology at our disposal.

Woke up late for work today (surprise!) so I didn't really get to have breakfast at home.

BREAKFAST
  • Apple (at home)
  • 1 packet of low sugar apple/cinnamon oatmeal (at work right when I got in)
LUNCH
  • Lean Cuisine Sweet & Sour Chicken (I got home wicked late from work last night so I didn't have the energy to make something to bring for lunch after making dinner that late. Good thing I had one of these stashed away, even if it isn't "real" food).
  • Left over sauteed beet greens with garlic & onions, tossed with left over roasted beets
SNACK (at work)
  • Kashi Cherry Dark Chocolate Granola Bar
DINNER
  • Broiled thick-cut boneless pork chop
  • Modified stuffed squash recipe from Jen over at Beantown Baker. (Basically, I used a butternut squash instead of acorn squash, which was all I had, cooked it, and topped it with the "stuffing" in a casserole dish).
  • piece of potato pie
According to SparkPeople, here is my daily tally:

CALORIES:
  • Goal: 1,320 - 1,670
  • Actual: 1,616 (on the upper end of the spectrum but still within range. Back when I saw my nutritionist, she told me to start on the upper end)
CARBS:
  • Goal: 148 - 271
  • Actual: 227 (I have a love affair with Carbs. If you haven't watched my favorite Love Letter To Carbs video, you must do it. NOW. DISCLAIMER: this video is considered rated R, I'd assume.) *Still within range though...go me!
FAT:
  • Goal: 29 - 65
  • Actual: 49 (right in the middle... yay!)
PROTEIN:
  • Goal: 60 - 146
  • Actual: 83 (I guess this is in the middle, but I think I'd like to get more protein in)
FIBER:
  • Goal: 25-45
  • Actual: 44 (yay! Fiber keeps you fuller, longer!)

I figured I'd share some of my recent fave blogs with you. Check them out. Follow them. Comment on them. They're not shy.

FOOD, LIFE & HEALTHY LIVING
I know that Jen and Cynthia are local, not sure about Kate. I've met Cynthia IRL - though I haven't seen her in years - and she's wicked awesome (partly cuz she's originally from NY but loves Boston sports).
FUN & RANDOM (and pretty well known, for the most part)

Monday, November 15, 2010

BL Challenge - Day One

Weighed in this morning at 9 pounds more than I thought I was at (and I thought I was being generous). What a great start to a Monday. *sigh* WHAT-EVERRRRR

I can't stay away from tracking my meals. I think this is just the opposite end of my food obsession spectrum. I logged back in to SparkPeople which I really really love. It's a FREE online nutrition and fitness program that is 100% tailored to your individual needs and goals. They'll even tailor something for those of you out there who have IBS issues (hi, Jenn). I strongly encourage anyone who is on this journey to check it out. Maybe during one of our skype calls, I can go through it with everyone and set up accounts.

Let's get down to business, shall we? Here is my re-cap of the day:

BREAKFAST (at home)




  • Glass of orange juice
  • 1 scrambled egg with sauteed beet greens (greens, olive oil, garlic, onions, salt & pepper)


SNACKS (at work)




  • Swiss Chard Chips I made last night (greens, olive oil, seasoned salt). These ended up so wilted/soggy by the time I ate them. They were so crispy and yummy last night. Perhaps next time I'll put them in a paper bag instead of tupperware.
  • Wheat thins (I have in my office)


LUNCH (in the cafeteria dining room with my co-workers)




  • Citrus Roasted Beet Salad (lettuce, roasted beets I did last night, red onion, orange juice, honey, balsamic vinegar, orange zest, dijon mustard, olive oil)
    This actually wasn't all that good. I really loved the beets roasted (as opposed to boiled) but the dressing was too acidic. Maybe too much zest. And it was just boring. Thank God that my co-worker, Jan, shared her apple with me.
DINNER (at home)



  • Marinated Chicken Breast cooked on a skillet
  • Roasted Romanesco Broccoli (olive oil, sea salt, garlic)
  • Baked potato (potato, butter)
EVENING SNACK (at home)
  • Apple


Now, to plan for tomorrow!!!



Sunday, November 14, 2010

back on the journey...for the umpteenth time

While out at dinner last night, Jenn threw $20 on the table and declared that Carrie and I better ante up for a weight loss "competition".

I think this comes at a good time in my life. I'm dreading stepping on my scale in the morning. I can't even fathom what the numbers will say.

I came up with some guidelines (that have yet to be accepted by Jenn & Carrie...I'm waiting for them to respond to my email), but here they are, in case you care.

  • Whoever has the greatest percentage of weight loss on January 31 wins the pot ($60). If we want to do it again for another 10 weeks, we'd ante up another $20 each.
  • Weigh in is on monday MORNING. It's important to weigh in at the same time of day, and I find I weigh less when I get out of bed (lol).
  • We'll either get together or conf. call/skype on Monday NIGHTS to report in our weights and to just be encouraging to each other. This gives us no excuse to not check in or be accountable.
  • I'm going to blog about this and I'm encouraging Jenn & Carrie to do so too. It's not always easy to get to talk in person or on the phone, so this would be a great tool to just kinda chime in and give support and to let each other know where we're at at any given time (like, if you need to vent out at 2AM).
  • Share anything and everything shared is confidential. Share what you do to get you through the day.

I spent about an hour putting together a spreadsheet that is pre-formatted to track our progress.

So, here are some goals that I have for me, personally:

LONG TERM
1. no fast food from now until January 31 (not including coffee, but absolutely NO dunks food)
2. lose between 7-10% of my starting weight by January 31 (11 weeks)


THIS WEEK
1. Go to Zumba 2x
2. Eat something for breakfast at home each day
3. Make sure every meal has a fruit/vegetable
4. Pack snacks to bring to work
5. Soda down to 1x a day or less
6. Get away from my desk for lunch each day
7. Don't get caught up with counting yet...start that next week.

I'm actually considering seeking out a behavioral therapist to identify and manage my food issues. There is something wacky in my head that drives me to the fridge, even when I know I shouldn't.

We'll see... tomorrow is day one of competition. I'ma gonna win $60.....



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