My room is a mess. I need a shower. My two-month-old son is lying
next to me, completely enthralled by the ceiling fan. I have been busy browsing
through food/fashion/mommy/DIY blogs over the last few days. Completely smitten
by pregnantchicken, skinnylattestrikesback, smittenkitchen, thesartorialist, anindiansummer, parkandcube, sailusfood, ronisweigh and so many, many more.
I am 24 years old, 5'2 and weigh 78kgs. I hit 84kgs when I was
pregnant. On being discharged, I weighed 79kgs and it's been two and a half
months and I have only lost one kilo. In my culture, postpartum, you're force
fed with eggs, bananas sauteed in clarified butter to soup made from every part
of a lamb (brain, liver, bones, meat etc). Even though I skipped the
clarified butter/ghee and the mutton soup for the first month after
delivery, I went on my own diet that consisted of unwrapping one chocolate
after another till I was sitting in a pool of strewn chocolate wrappers. Living
in Kerala, it’s hard to get good chocolate here. It’s just recently they
introduced Snickers to the Indian market. Even now you can only get the mini
ones. No Mars. No Galaxy. No Lindt. No Hersheys. Of course, we can get imported
ones, that cost a bucket and somehow taste old and different. We do get Dairy
Milk, Kitkat (I don’t like Indian Kitkat, the wafers are often cold and
chocolate tastes like plastic), Munch and a few others. I very rarely buy
chocolate of my own accord, and if I do it’s always for that one time. Never
family packs or boxes. But the evil is when a relative or in this occasion my
dad, came from the Middle East (Qatar) and brought tons of chocolate with him:
Flutes, Amicelli, Bounty, Snickers, Twix, Kinder Schoko-Bons (I ate a whole
packet in one sitting and two family packs of cheese curls which clearly said that
it contained Monosodium Glutamate (MSG) didn’t stop me from wolfing it all
down. Until I finish through that entire chocolate supply that can last months,
in a week or two I can’t sit still. And by that I mean, I have 4 to 5 different
chocolate bars a day! Even as I write this my chocolate addiction pursues and I
am a slave to it. I don’t have any self-control. I am hoping by keeping a food
diary, I will be able to actually reflect on how much junk I consume and that
it is all emotional eating.
This is what I ate today:
Breakfast: 3
kalthappam with honey and coconut milk
1 cup of
tea
1 twix finger
1 orange
Brunch: 1
glass of milk with Kellogs Smacks
Lunch: 2
cups of ghee rice with chicken stew and poppadam
½ apple
3 sticks of Amicelli
Tea: 1
cup of tea
1 slice of plum cake
1 khara biscuit
1 small banana
Dinner: ¾
cup ghee rice with dal curry and sweet mango chutney
1 cup broken wheat kanji with coconut milk
4 glasses of water
Exercise: 20 minutes of Davina’s Post Natal DVD
Nothing in my food diary shows any amount of restraint. It’s
pretty much an ‘eat-as-much-as-you-can’ deal. Let’s hope tomorrow is a better
day.
