Our Christmas has been great – exhausting, expensive, but still great. It was fabulous to see IJ’s excitement on Christmas Day when she discovered Santa had visited, and realised she *had* been a good girl all year – she thanked him in a rather prayer-like manner which was just a little disturbing.
Spending time with family members we don’t see that often has been the definite highlight which included building a snowman in granny’s back garden using a frozen chip for a nose.
Granny looked at us blankly when we asked her if she had a fresh carrot. (Clearly this is whyIJ recently asked me recently if i knew what an apple was), but granny did produce some Brussel sprouts for eyes. Again, a little unusual.
So we have survived Christmas Day and Boxing Day, and today, in our house, it is No Diet Day. That may not make a lot of sense to some people, but to others it will.
As Metropolitan Mum said in her recent Malnourished Monday post, Christmas is a time for sharing food and enjoying time together. Aspiring to be a size zero, particularly at this time of year, brings only misery:
I am feeling sorry for all the actual and aspiring size zeros, who
cannot tuck into the turkey and lick the gravy from their lips, without
the guilt-ridden and all-consuming thoughts of how to get rid of all
the extra calories.
Being a size zero (and thus anorectic per medical definition, if you
don’t happen to be a 7-year-old) doesn’t only mean to miss out on all
the great food, but also missing out on the great joy that goes
together with sharing a meal.
This year for the first time since recovering from being a Skinny Mummy, I have tucked in and enjoying eating and drinking with my family, and it has been a social occasion rather than a chore to be endured, and it has been wonderful.
So today I will push any thoughts of guilt from my mind and not concern myself that my clothes feel a little tighter and wonder if my face is a little more bloated. I doubt it is, it is all in my head. And I will remember that punishing myself for enjoying food just is not worth it; skinny does not taste good.
Today, I will savour those happy family memories and remember it is No Diet Day.
Just as tomorrow will be No Diet Day too.