A Meaningful Moment Worth Mentioning

For years, when my husband and I have gone for ice cream, I’ve gotten FF frozen yogurt and drooled over his strawberry ice cream in a waffle cone.

I’d always have a taste of his– but never dared order a waffle cone myself. Call me ridiculous, but I had this stigma about it being “fattening,” “bad,” etc. Remember, it wasn’t too long ago when I used to label food and judge it.

Over the past year, and now into my pregnancy, I’ve definitely strayed from those black-or-white thoughts, replaced by a blurrier — but happier — world of gray.

And so after we took Rocco for a drive around town Friday night (he LOVES to go bye-bye in the car!), I decided to spring for my much-coveted waffle cone at our favorite local ice cream place (think a local version of Cold Stone Creamery, only better — and cheaper :)).

Unfortunately, when we got to the counter, thought they had one (shellacked) cone on display, they were out of the exact kind I’d been lusting after each time we’d gone before: a dipped white chocolate waffle cone with sprinkles.

Needless to say, I was totally bummed; I’d really psyched myself up for it! Still, I wasn’t going to get a different kind just to get it. Instead, I just got my ice cream in a cup and planned to try again next time — which I knew was going to be Saturday or Sunday.

Sure enough, Sunday night before hubby went to Chicago to get the in-laws, we took Rocco to the dog park and then hit up our place. Lo and behold, they had exactly what I wanted!Β  I seriously almost danced on the counter!

Now I admit, I filled it with a kiddie-sized scoop of sugar-free vanilla ice cream — hey, I’m not perfect and figured the ice cream was just a vehicle for the cone, why not save some calories somewhere? — but not to worry; I had the server mix in white chocolate chips and caramel sauce. πŸ˜‰ It was, in a word, amazing. I finished off nearly the whole thing, just giving Rocco a few bites (yes, he likes ice cream!)

And I felt wonderful. I didn’t wake and snack, didn’t nosh when we got home … no, I was SATISFIED.

Today, I had my last interview with Kate, the grad student who has been interviewing me for her thesis, and I shared this story with her — saying that what made it so special was how NORMAL I felt; just a girl out for ice cream with her husband and puppy. It felt sane. Human. NORMAL. And I loved it.

This is the way life should be lived; not avoiding situations where food is the main event — but rather embracing it, in moderation.

That’s the key: moderation. Would I eat a chocolate dipped waffle cone every day? Probably not … but once in a blue moon, why not? Life’s too short to live in deprivation mode.

I’m sad it took me five years to “get it” — but I’m not planning on turning back now. This isn’t about being pregnant; it’s about wanting to live, blend, and feel immersed in my own life instead of feeling like a bystander looking in.

So that’s my latest “victory,” if you will.

How about you? Do you have a recent food victory to share? Something you were afraid to try and have tried?


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5 thoughts on “A Meaningful Moment Worth Mentioning

  1. Congrats on the victory πŸ™‚ Rediscovering my love of ice cream was one of my very best recovery moments. I really don’t have a problem going out for ice cream these days. I love it. And I love sugar cones and waffle cones.

    My latest food victory lately has been eating more, in general. I really want to see if my body is happier at a healthier weight, so I’m pushing it up πŸ™‚

  2. Love this story!!
    When I watch my son grow up and develop food preferences of his own, I’m amazed at how his eating seems to naturally regulate itself. He’ll eat nothing but bananas and milk for a week, and the next week all he wants is cheese and cereal. And he eats a little bit here and a little bit there, but never too much at once. His pickiness can be frustrating, but it’s sort of cool to see how his body seems to know exactly what he needs – he’s losing his baby fat and is at a healthy height and weight for his age. This has nothing to do with your story, but it was on my mind. πŸ˜‰

  3. Mine was today and similar to yours! I went out to lunch at Panera with a friend and instead of ordering a 1/2 strawberry poppyseed salad like I did when I was in major restriction mode, I ordered 1/2 a cuban sandwich and 1/2 a Cesar salad. In the past I would have binged on it and polished off every bite and probably insisted on going out for dessert since I “blew it” that day anyway. Instead I ate both slowly and enjoyed them until I was satisfied πŸ™‚

  4. Sadly, not any lately except that I’ve been taking in more protein and I’ve felt a lot fuller as a result. I guess that’s a small victory… to eat meat. πŸ™‚

    Good for you, Miss. πŸ™‚

  5. Congrats!! That is a pretty big accomplishment, I must say. You are learning so much on this pregnancy journey and accomplishing so much in leaps and bounds. I’ve loved reading along. πŸ™‚

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