Don't Let This Sweet Face Fool You!
My 12 year old son's birthday cake
Okay, something has to give!! I'm presently tormenting myself all in the name of LOVE. Let me clarify that it's all in the name of love for my family and cake! Background: For as long as I can remember, my first birthday gift request was to have a "store bought" cake! I delighted in the bright colors, pretty flowers, and seeing MY name cursively decorated on the cake. I so looked forward to that special time of year when I could sink my chops into the sweet vanilla icing (whipped or butter creme) and spongey white cake. It always made me feel special. Believe it or not, I never had issues with weight back then (and in fact I was always teased about being skinny), so my sweet natured mother always obliged and would purchase me a cake. Talk about gratification! Bear in mind this sweet request didn't end with my childhood! It continued well into my college years.
Once I had the means to do so on my own, I would occasionally purchase vanilla cupcakes. There didn't have to be a reason to "celebrate" either. I just simply wanted cupcakes, but I didn't do that too often because the guilt of eating 3 cupcakes in one sitting made me feel so blah. I soon discovered local bakeries sold cupcakes in single servings, and I would reward myself whenever I had a stressful day. Bad habit I know because it inevitably contributed to my weight management struggles.
So when the time came to celebrate my own childrens' birthdays, the first thing I did (without being asked) was to ensure they had a "store bought" cake. I've gotten somewhat better over these past 13 years by not buying large cakes, but any size cakes are setbacks for me.
Getting Ready to Sing Happy Birthday to My Handsome Tween
Birthday cakes are traditional worldwide, and I LOVE seeing the priceless look on my family's faces when the candles are lit and we sing happy birthday to them. Is that such a bad thing? I guess what I'm despising right now is how I'm allowing my son's birthday cake to torment me. The Phentermine is making things somewhat bearable, but earlier today I was almost ready to throw in the towel! I'm telling myself it's mind over matter because I don't need it, but if for whatever reason I was given the green light I would DIG right into that cake with a big scoop of vanilla ice cream on the side!
Birthday Celebration Collage
I'M starting to wonder if the only way to get a handle on controlling my weight is to avoid sweets altogether. So I'm guessing there will be no cheat days ever! Seems like once I indulge, I'll want it everyday. I gave myself a small pat on the back today when I avoided the bowls filled with mini candy bars placed on our teacher meeting tables. Considering how I love Snickers, Twix, etc. it wasn't too terribly tempting, but I'm still glad I didn't eat them out of boredom or habit. The leftover birthday cake is what's giving me a run for my money, but I've got a simple solution. Future birthdays will only include a collosal cupake divided between my kiddos or mini-individual cupcakes found at Whole Foods Market. Problem solved!

