Why the reward? Well, after five days away due to general lack of energy due to severe lack of sleep, I needed - ok wanted - the reward for jumping back on full steam and suffering. Mallory is feeling a whole lot better so I have no excuses not to make myself better too.
Food. I am not one to shy away from food. Real Food. Butter. Eggs, yolk included. Red Meat. Whole Milk. Fruits. Vegetables - yes even potatoes, lots of them. Whole Grains. One of the things I love about Mallory eating solids is all the extra fruit and veg I'm getting because I want her to eat it so I take the time to serve it to all three of us. As I'm still breastfeeding I know that there is a caloric requirment related to this so I continue to eat freely and abundantly all the good things in our house. From time to time I indulge in the occassional left over birthday cake, get fries from the drive thru, or have a pop. But how can you feel guilty about eating any of this when 98% of your diet is filled with wholesome goodness? Here's the thing, if people actually ate real food they'd be smarter, or at the very least have some energy to get up and move. I'm so tired of seeing the 'Eat these 10 Super Foods Now!' You know what they are? Real food. And the next list, more real food. And the list after that, yep, more real food.
So, food can be an excellent reward. How delicious is a mango? I bought a bunch today as a reward to the family as if to say, hooray, we survived the bleak of winter. How about pasta? Sure, carbs filled with cheese could be unhealthy. Or you could add a bunch of fresh herbs and some nuts and serve it as a side to protein and some steamed veg and you have a great date night meal. Real Food is not our enemy. Real Food is our fuel.