One Bite at a Time


I'm Kate. I used to not eat. I had Anorexia Nervosa and got very sick and hated my life. A few years ago I began a recovery process, which I believe is a lifelong deal. I'm still in the process of healing my mind, body, and spirit, and there are a lot of things that help me do this. Here is a short list!
-Buddhist Mindfulness practice, meditation, Radical Acceptance, praying, the Psalms
-Food. Lots of it. Mostly only the delicious kind.
-Exercise. Lots of it. Mostly only the fun kind. A jezziefriend called it Slayer Training, which I joyfully stole. If you don't know what this means, don't worry. If you do, I love you.
-Therapy (still. I think it might never end.)
-Having good friends and family, both IRL and on the wonderwebs (*trademark, my brother.)
-12 Step recovery principles (but I am not a Big Book Thumper, so please don't be afraid.)

This will be a place for me to dump copious amounts of recipes (the good and the bad), talk about spirituality and what I learn in my weekly sitting group, repost inspiring and awesome quotes and stories, and share ridiculous and/or obscene pictures, gifs, and assorted other whatnots. That's how I roll. I hope you will enjoy.

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I have to say this, because I’ve been sitting on it for a week.

Every weekend I bring a batch of cookies or some other homemade treat to the pool and distribute them among the kids and parents there, and this is generally very well-received. Last weekend I brought some extra-delicious cookies, and one of my friends (the mother of 3 kids at the pool) was throwing down on them and shared some with her friend, another mom I don’t know very well. My friend says, “she brings these amazing homemade treats every single week- I don’t know how she does it!” I started blushing and was about to wave away the compliment, muttering something like “it’s nothing, it’s just a hobby I really enjoy,” but this other lady butts in with a scoff.

“She doesn’t have kids, that’s how.” 

She shot me a condescending look, then went on: “I remember before I had kids I used to have time to bake.”

I rolled my eyes so hard they almost fell out of my head. I wanted to say “bitch I have a full time job. You’re a stay-at-home mom of two school-aged kids. You think you have more free time that I do?” But I said nothing because, as we know, it’s totally ok for moms to disparage non-moms, but not the other way around.

Look, being a mom is awesome and I totally get that it’s more than a full-time job. I fully respect how hard it is to raise children (I work with kids for a living, after all) and I would NEVER put a mom down for not cooking or baking or whatever. But don’t you dare insinuate that my life is somehow so much easier than yours just because I haven’t had kids.

I work all day at a busy clinic, then I do contract work outside of my full-time job. Being a therapist is mentally, emotionally, and physically draining. It’s not like I skip around baking all day like I don’t have a care in the world. No, I do it at night, after work, and on the weekends because I enjoy it, and I make time for it. Don’t put me down for my choices. And P.S., when you act like being a mom is such a life-ending thing you sort of turn other people off of it. If motherhood is going to turn me into you, count me out. Thanks.

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Commercials for the “Special K Challenge” make me want to punch someone in the throat.

Besides being all processed foods, this is a starvation diet. Like, 800 calories a day. Worst idea ever.

Tagged: eating disorderbullshit