If my friend Jeremy walked through a body scan, security would gasp, “Sweet!” The man doesn’t have a sweet tooth. He has a sweet mouth connected to a sweet stomach that support sweet bones. I have never witnessed the craving of sugar like that of Dr. Jeremy. One can literally watch his 6’4″ frame shake and pace like a junkie while fingers tap on walls.
“Jeremy,” his wife snaps, “Sit down!”
“We gotta go.”
“Why? Because Magnolia (best cupcakes in NYC) closes at 11?”
“They’ll run out of red velvet!” The panic is sincere.
Did mommy deprive little J of treats leading to indulgence syndrome? Nope. She cracked a can of Coke, poured peanuts in it, and called it breakfast. Tisk all you like, but ladies at least that has some protein! We just dump Fruit Loops. Well, I don’t! Clearly POPS are way more nutritious! I mean Honey Nut Cheerios! I mean, humph, I really do think cereal and cereal marketing is part of the downfall of American Nutrition. Processed, packed in sugar, way to easy to over consume, and I never got cereal in Europe so obviously DUH. French women eat a croissant the size of a half piece of toast and we eat a big bowl of fat free sugar smacks.
And who eats cereal at night? Admit it! It happens in my house. I find his bowl resting by the sink waiting….. Ah, unfortunately, once again, you don’t get to blame him! You get to blame her.
Apparently we are what our mothers ate! What Mommy eats while pregnant can turn on genes, we can call them cravings, that can set us up for susceptibility to disease and obesity. What comes first? The chicken or the EggMcMuffin? Is your belly the fault of her belly?
Duke University found that what pregnant mice ate significantly changed their babies coat color and disease profile. Let me get this straight? I spent my first pregnancy eating Brooklyn Blackout fudge filled cupcakes and then went about making homemade baby food in a New York studio kitchen? I got it wrong? My son does have a sweet tooth, OK, maybe three. But who doesn’t have a sweet tooth?
Huh-hum, my daughter? Pregnant with her, I filled up cereal bowls with Gold Fish crackers and sat down to “snack.” She turns five this weekend and has insisted above all treats that we have Gold Fish crackers at her party. I am gonna go with Two Wrongs Make a Right. If I adopt a puppy, I am sure he will love beet juice.
What did my mother eat? We lived in Panama and I am certain it would have been pretty healthy stuff with sugars coming from natural fruit. She also cooked well rounded meals and the house was low in sweets, absent in soda, and treats were home baked goodness and yet…… I became a nutritional disaster.
Humans are the only animals, I am guessing, that associate food with emotions. There’s the rub Duke. Mommy might have ate it, but I don’t think we get to cry about it.