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Day Ahhck! - I Mean Four


Honestly, being a parent is exhausting. I'm exhausted. I'm exasperated. More than once have I wanted to 'cash in my chips.' I remember stopping by a neighbor's house one night and her husband had been out of town and I could she was done - she wanted to cash in her chips - and she told me that she had served cereal for dinner. I laughed. I can't say I've ever actually done that but I sure didn't think any less of her because I know I've cut corners other places too. With that all being said, I'm guessing you can figure out that it was  less than stellar day. The only shining moment was the last hour before bed when he was totally calm, totally normally and actually very sweet. He started crying over a picture of a sad dog in the sixth Diary of a Wimpy Kid book. He can ben amazingly rude and crazy one minute and the sweetest kid you could have ever hoped for the next. I would totally settle for some in between. Like a twinkie. I don't know why my mind went to the creme filling in a twinkie in between that yellow-dyed, chemically-preserved cake-like substance, but it did. I haven't had one of those probably since I was seven. Gross.

Anyway, he was blaming me for being late this morning when he was messing around in his room not getting out of bed and not getting ready and yelling at me. He was wild and crazy after school and volatile as always. I realized today  though that I'm really going to need to give this whole process some time. I also realized that it took a good three months before my hyperhydrosis (excessive sweating in the hands and feet) started to decline after I started nutritional cleansing through Isagenix. That's a condition I've had my entire life. And for that to actually decrease in frequency and intensity after all these years is pretty amazing. That made me think that it's probably going to take a couple of months before I see anything major with Preston. I would say his ADHD is pretty severe. I'm sure there are kids out there who have it worse (you will always be able to find someone with lesser or more than you) but for him, this process is going to take some time; not to mention detoxing the meds out. I get so hopeful when people say that you should see a difference as soon as three to four days but for my guy I think I'm going to really have to learn the art of patience.

I just have to stick with it, hang in there, and not give up hope. I'm turning my electric blankey on and going to bed. Peace love and Isagenix.

HEALTH TIP
I had to throw this in. I've been looking at several blogs as of late, including some health blogs. One thing that I recently learned that most people still don't is that heart healthy oils, such as olive oil, become trans fats if they are heated. That means when you saute veggies in olive oil, your olive oil's molecules are flipping and turning into naughty trans fats. Coconut oil, palm oil and grapeseed oil are not heat sensitive and do not flip - these are the best oils to use when it comes to heat. Beware!

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