Tuesday, December 20, 2011

The Ukrainian Diet to being Skinny

One thing that I always heard from other people, before we left for Ukraine, was how beautiful, made up, skinny and fancy the women that lived there were.  Part of this is due to the Slavic culture, high cheek bones, defined facial features, light skin. . . and part of it is due to the lifestyle.  Fashion is the mecca of the Ukrainian culture, as it probably is for most of Eastern Europe.  In fact, people say that fashion is more important than family there--which explains why I never saw any family with more than one child in tow...and children were rarely seen out and about.  And why the orphanages are overflowing with children...but that's another story for another time.

Anyway, being a personal trainer, my perspective of the women of this culture and their beauty is attributed to other things as well.  I won't lie, they wear lots of make-up and their hair is sprayed tight!  But...also, :

1) The Ukrainian women walk everywhere.  Not only do they walk everywhere, but they walk everywhere in high heels.  I never saw anything under at least 3 inches.  I asked someone and most people average 3-5 miles of walking a day to and from work, to and from picking their kids up from school, to and from the grocery store, etc.  Therefore, their legs are firm and tight--as are their arms from pushing strollers, carrying groceries, carrying briefcases or bags, and coats.  And there are no elevators...so after walking 3-5 miles they then walk up 5-10 flights of stairs to their flats. 

2) The Ukrainian women go to the grocery nearly everyday.  People rarely push a cart around the store, they carry the arm baskets and buy enough food to get them through the evening's meal and possibly lunch the next day.  This means there is rarely food lying around to snack on between meals.  I'll explain a few reasons why they do this next...

3)  The Ukrainian food does not contain preservatives and added chemicals (for the most part).  People do NOT buy processed food in Ukraine, and it is not readily available.  Bread lasts 2 days tops before it molds or becomes stale.  Wheat is not enriched and processed, it is sold 'as is' in bulk.  All vegetables, grains, oats, fruits, fish, poultry, pork, beef, etc. is sold in bulk.  You actually choose the fish you want swimming in the gigantic fish tank and the lady behind the counter fishes it out and chops its head off right in front of you...now that's fresh!  (if you like carp)  All food is locally grown, or grown nearby.  This is why people have to shop so often and probably why people there do not have food allergies, AND why food is so cheap. They eat real food, not chemicals and added fillers.
**On a sidenote, my mom is allergic to gluten/wheat, and she ate pizza and bread while we were in Ukraine and was able to tolerate it.  Now this was either because of the grace of God or because the preservatives were not in it...what does that tell you about what we eat??

4) Ukrainian women rarely eat red meat.  It is just not readily available for purchase or to eat.  And if you do buy red meat at the open air market, you buy the cow's head and all...that would be enough to deter me from buying a side of beef.

5) They use real sugar in their drinks, not zero calorie chemicals and artificial sweeteners.  The juice and Coke/Sprite available in Ukraine tasted so different.  I am not a pop drinker, I cannot even finish a can of pop here in the US because it burns my throat and just doesn't taste 'good.'  Well, I tried Coke while in Ukraine, and I normally hate the taste of it, but did not have the acidic taste on my mouth afterward.  And the juice was SO good.  Again, it would only last a few days before it had to be thrown out...no preservatives...and SO tasty!

6) People eat large breakfasts and light lunch and supper.  We would go out to eat in the evenings or at lunch and people were nowhere to be seen.  If they were, they were just having drinks or a light salad. We asked someone finally, and they told us that people don't eat much for lunch and dinner there.  They have 'strong breakfasts' according to a local person.  We always felt like fat slobs eating our large pizzas at meals for lunch and dinner while everyone else poked at their lettuce salads. 

7) People do not drink cold drinks.  There is no ice to be found in that country.  Everything is room temperature, even most beer.  The body has to work harder to digest cold/frozen food or drinks, so if the drink is already warm or at room temperature it doesn't have to work so hard to warm it up before breaking it down to digest and be used for energy.

8) People drink filtered water.  People cannot even brush their teeth with the water that comes from the faucet in Ukraine.  People carry around glass or plastic jugs they fill with water at their local grocery store to drink from.  They do not use faucet water, it is very contaminated.  People only drink filtered, fresh, clean water.

9) People rarely use antibiotics.  Prescriptions are hardly written in that country.  There are pharmacies on every street corner, and people can just walk in and get what they want without any prescription or FDA regulations.  Homeopathic, nutritional remedies, and herbs are most commonly used to treat common illnesses and ailments.

10) People drink a lot of wine, beer, champagne, and liquor.  Not sure if this is a completely healthy habit, but it does help people wind down of an evening.  And less stress.

11) People everywhere, of any age, smoke.  By the looks of the fancy cigarettes most women smoke, it is definitely a 'fashion' statement.  And it contributes largely to the slim figures of most women (not that I'm recommending it)...but people's taste buds are shot from smoking as is their sense of smell--2 contributors to hunger and eating for enjoyment, their digestive systems are shot because of all the nicotine, and people use their lunch breaks to smoke, not eat.  They also use their money to buy cigarettes (which are VERY cheap by the US standards) instead of food.

12)  People have social get together's to drink alcohol, not as an excuse to eat.  Celebrations, etc. are not centered around a feast in Ukraine.  People don't celebrate food and eating nearly as much as Americans.  Again, it's all about appearance, slim figures, and fashion.

13)  People rarely eat out.  Fast food is not an option in Ukraine.  McDonald's are around but not as easily accessible as here in the US...and if people go there, they walk to and from the restaurant.  Most people are poor and eating out is expensive, so they stay home and cook fresh meals.  

14)  Most chocolate is made with real sugar and cocoa.  Chocolate is usually found in percentages of cocoa, or dark.  It is very tasty but hard to overeat because of the bitter dark chocolatey taste.

So I'm not recommending all of these points as suggestions to a healthier lifestyle, but I do think there are some things we could learn from how Ukrainians do life that could better improve our American lifestyle and health.  Walking more, eating less processed foods, eating our largest meal in the morning...are probably the biggest ones.  Anyway, just wanted to share my observations of the Ukrainian diet to better health!  (minus all the smoking!)  And a few key pointers to help you lose weight and be skinny like the Ukrainian women...all I know is I have a lot of practice before I make walking around in 4" high heels a daily occurrence!

Monday, December 19, 2011

Rain On Sergey

Do you remember when Blake and Autum were telling you about a shower?  That we were going to "rain on Sergey" and the Farley family?  If not, read here.

Well, instead of gifts for Blake and us, we decided to have people bring donations in honor of another boy with Down Syndrome that lives in Eastern Europe who needs a Forever Family--his name is Sergey.  And his Forever Family is the Farley's.  They have been working since February of last year to get all the paperwork collected, etc. to bring their boy home.  Well, they are getting really close!  So we wanted to help out with the financial burden they still are facing.  We asked you all to pray and to donate in honor of Blake for his buddy Sergey.  And you did just that...

We got to see old friends who chose to stop in and surprise us!  We got to thank everyone who came, personally for supporting and encouraging our adoption.

We got to sip on some great drinks: apple cider, hot chocolate, and coffee.  YUMMY!

We got to swap mom stories with local friends.

We learned about Sergey and the Farley family through a beautiful display and pictures.

We opened a few gifts.

We cried when we didn't get anymore snacks.  Thank goodness Aunt Kate (my sis, if you couldn't tell..and no we are not twins) was there to help entertain.

We showed off our new walking skills to everyone.

We stayed near the drinks and snacks the entire time, to sneak a few more sips and bites of goodies when I wasn't looking.

We played with tissue paper.

We crawled between everyone's feet and all the chairs, minding our own business.

We put all the gifts back in the bags after we opened them.

We hugged on brother's teddy bear, and refused to give it back.

 But I think what I was most excited about was several things...one, to see all the faces of the people who followed our journey and were touched by how God used Blake's story to bring glory to Himself.  And two, to be able to bless someone else through the very generous people we know.  I don't have a final count because I'm still receiving donations in the mail and some have been made online that I am unaware of...

But I am excited to be able to donate approximately $600 (in checks and cash I have been given) to the Farley family to help bring Sergey home!!!! (as of Friday)
 
So thank you friends, for your kindness and your generosity.  Thank you for being the hands and feet of God in defending the cause of the orphans.  And thank you dear friends, who hosted this shower in Blake's honor.  Everything was beautiful.  The drinks and food was great.  The atmosphere was exciting and God-honoring.  And my heart was filled with gratitude and joy.  I pray God blesses you all ten times as much for your willingness to give of your time, resources, money, and gifts.  
God Bless!!







Sunday, December 18, 2011

A Day in My Life

I often get asked what my day is like now that I have 3 children under my roof.  Well, I decided to try to photograph as many aspects of my day yesterday to help you visualize the craziness!
So here are snapshots of a day in the life of...me!

5:00 am--Wake up to Autum crying in her room.  Change her diaper, plug her with a pacifier. (hoping she goes back to sleep without waking Blake)

5:30 am--Head out for a morning run with Carisa.  It's the only 'me' time I get in my day right now, and it's VERY important for my sanity.

6:15 am--Arrive home, Autum's awake and rearing to go...so I quickly hop in the shower to rinse off...and get out to find this...

6:30 am--Quickly read through this devotion and matching Scripture in an attempt to get some spiritual nourishment for the day...my prayers often consist of this "Oh God, give me grace!!"

After jumping out of the shower, I quickly folded a load of clean laundry.
 
6:50 am--Autum decided to poop her pants so I had to change her clothes.  Thank God the diaper bag was still out so I could get her a change of clothes and a diaper out of there without having to tip-toe into her and Blake's room to get fresh clothes, wipes, and a diaper.


7:15 am--Leah woke up while I was getting breakfast ready, and Blake started yelling soon after, so the girl's went in to greet him for the morning.



 7:30 am--Got everyone in their seats and breakfast served.  Eggs and fruit today!

...then for clean-up.  What a mess!! 

8:00-9:30 am--The kids usually play and entertain themselves during this time while I try to get a few 'things' done.  Balancing the checkbook, working on some end-of-year paperwork, starting/sorting laundry, sweeping and vacuuming, wiping down counters....etc.  The kid's pretend to be Mary, sort through my cookbooks, play dress-up, make messes...

Then about 10-11 am everyone starts getting fussy and bored being in the house...so out we go!  Rain or shine...it is needed!
Lunch time!!
 ...then nap time.

Yesterday I made some gluten-free/wheat-free pumpkin bread for breakfast/snacks.  We currently have Blake on a wheat-free, gluten-free diet to see if the redness on his cheeks will lessen.  And Autum has been fighting a cough for a few weeks now, so we are eliminating cow's milk from her diet to help lessen the mucus in her system...so I am having to do a lot more baking these days. 

 Then when naptime is over, we usually head back outside.  Today we decided to take the kid's to the city park.  This was Blake's first time there...needless to say he was not thrilled.



5:15 pm--Bath time, dinner time...play time.


Clean-up from dinner time...and begin to wind down for the evening.


7:30-8:30 pm--Get baby's jammies on, diaper's changed,  teeth brushed, beds ready, clothes laid out for school the next day, bottles made, paper's signed for school, gone potty, water glass filled to place on headboard in case of night-thirst, books read (all other elements of stalling on Leah's part are addressed)....Blake rocked and put to sleep in crib in Jerad and I's room...Autum given a bottle and rocked and in bed in her and Blake's room.  Leah tucked in for night...hope to walk out of there by 8:30 pm and pray she doesn't get out of bed again until morning (not usually the case).

Then...start sorting laundry, start the dishwasher, take a shower, get workout/running clothes ready for next morning, make phone calls, blog, watch TV, chat with Jerad...transfer Blake to his crib in he and Autum's room and hope he stays asleep.
BEDTIME....10 pm sharp!!!  Doesn't usually take long to fall asleep these days :)

Thursday, December 15, 2011

My Daddy

About my Daddy:

I took a big interest in this dark-haired man upon our first meeting at my old home.  He had this interestingly deeper sounding voice than I had heard before.  Although, he never spoke much at first. And I noticed he had this scratchy stuff on his face.  There was only one other nanny at the orphanage who had a face that felt like that...her legs were the same way...But most of all I felt like this guy just 'got' me.  We had this connection right away, must be a boy thing.  I was always most excited to see him at each visit.  I wanted to get to know this guy better, he was so much fun!  I have had lots of mommy's go in and out of my life the past 2 year's, but never a daddy, so I just hoped and prayed that he would stick around. 

Well, here is what I have learned so far.  If I get up early enough, I get to see him before he goes out the back door.  For some reason, he leaves us everyday.  It makes me cry when I have to see him leave.  Mommy usually picks me up and fixes me breakfast so I forget about him leaving.  But I will go to the window throughout the day, as I think about it, and look for him.  Sometimes I will just play with his boots because they smell like him.  Plus they make the best sounds when thrown down the steps.  I'm starting to realize that he always comes back.  It's usually a race to the backdoor to greet him when he comes home.  That little chubby girl pushes me out of the way or steps on my hand so I can't crawl to him as fast.  She waddles up with her arms in the air hoping he will swoop her up first.  He usually does, but then he puts her down, much to her dismay, and scoops me up...then we wrestle!  My favorite thing to do with daddy.  He just knows how to play.  He throws me really high in the air and I yell and laugh.  Then he rolls me around on the floor and tickles my feet and my ribs, and it about sends me over the edge in laughter.  Then he puts me on his back and tells me to hang on while he tries to buck me off.  Sometimes that is scary, but I'm getting better at holding on.  All the while, the little chubby girl stands by and cries because she hates it when anyone is rough-housing....girls, I tell you...they just don't know how to have fun.  The big red-head, freckled girl always cuts in and tries to help me out, she will jump on daddy's back or pull his socks off while I'm being tickled.  I remember at my old house, that I did not like when daddy played with me like this, when he came to visit. It scared me and I would often whimper or try to push him away.  I did not know what this 'playing' was, or how it worked.  But now I know that daddy is safe so I can be myself with him.  I also now realize that playing is quite fun, it is nice to interact with someone in a way that makes me laugh and smile.  The most interaction I was used too was someone throwing a toy at me in my crib or rolling around in my walker.  There are only so many things you can do with those, and neither left me feeling happy. 

He also knows how to make the best sound effects when we play with my tractors and trucks.  He can make my tractor sound real.  He bangs them into things, and that makes an even cooler sound.  I love that!  We also learned how to roll the race cars down that chubby girl's indoor slide so they race across the kitchen floor, right under mommy's feet.  That chubby girl always messes it up, though.  She will sit on the end of the slide and clog up the race track, it makes me so mad, that I start throwing the cars at her head.  She just cries, go figure! 

The only thing I can't figure out is why he always hands me over to mommy when I poop.  He has changed my diaper 2 times now, and his eyes water and he coughs a lot...not sure why?  Mommy usually takes care of it now.  He always tells me to pull his finger when we are all wrestling...the big red-headed girl always does, and then runs away...daddy makes this horrible sound.  And then me and the chubby girl are left with a smell that makes our eyes water and our throats gag.  I am going to have to learn that trick, it could pay off when that chubby girl is really bothering me.

Well, I can't wait to share more about my daddy soon.  I might even share a few things I think about my mommy sometime soon as well...