I know it has been a while. I've been up and down, lather rinse repeat. I finally signed up for e-tools and that has made tracking my points easier.
I'm worried about my son.
I'm tired of buying so many snacks. I buy junk food and say it is for the kids, but then, I look at my kids,and really folks... they don't need it either. I've gone to shopping once a week. If they eat all the snacks in the beginning of the week - too bad.
I had my oldest write down everything he ate. Only, I ended up writing most of it. The second week I said he can have 5 snacks, we picked them out and put them into a basket. Except that he ate those and then more. Yesterday, I bought a 12 pack of peanut butter crackers for him. That is what he said he wanted as a snack this week. I specifically asked if they wanted granola bars. I bought almonds for me.
I went to get a granola bar for me this evening. All but one package of almonds is gone * , all but one granola bar is gone and 6 of the 12 packages of crackers are gone. He did not ask for any of this food. This means he is sneaking the food. I took the remaining snacks that I got for me and put them up in the cupboard.
*turns out the youngest ate all of the almonds
This brings back bad memories. I was fat as a child. My parents hid food from me too. I found it. I don't want this for my son. I have at least been encouraging him to exercise. Both boys get 30 minutes of computer time. If they want any more they have to do 20 minutes of exercise.
I wish I knew what to do. We've talked about it before. I've stressed to him that I just want him to be healthy. He is not at a healthy weight. His BMI is 34.2 where mine is 34.9. My folks ,I say both of them, but I'm pretty sure it was mostly my mom, tried to put me on weight watchers at age 10, tried to bribe me with rewards for losing weight etc. None of those worked for me. I wrote him a letter tonight and told him it made me sad that he ate that food. That I want him to be healthier than I am, that I want him to not get the bad habits I have. I want so much more for him. He is such a bright young man. I want him to be happy. I want him to be able to have girlfriends in high school and not be the fat kid. Maybe I am just projecting my history on him.
