Are you an emotional eater? I would have never classified myself as one, but this morning a light bulb went off for me and I discovered that I absolutely make food choices based on my emotional state. And judging by the many websites out there devoted to emotional eating, I’m guessing that if you’re not, you know someone who is.
Let me set the scene for you. At 7:15 this morning my day was running smoothly. Kids and myself out of bed – check; dressed (them at least) – check; breakfast and lunch making proceeding according to plan – check. 7:21 am: daughter on floor having a meltdown because of some arbitrary thing that didn’t go her way and is now proclaiming the world and her mother are out to get her; son complaining that he only likes green apples and not red ones to be puréed and placed upon his oatmeal and is now refusing to eat the oatmeal but managing to smear it all over his library book nonetheless; me lying back in bed in the fetal position with door closed before I completely lose it on them – check, check and check.