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Catherine’s hopes to make this blog a safe place for thyroid sufferers to come laugh and share the funnier side of thyroid disease while raising awareness around the world. She is a published author, known for her humorous speeches on finding your dream life and blogging for fun and profit. Catherine writes about her dream life at, 8 Women Dream and several online marketing publications. She would also like to be invited to speak at TED about her observations. Catherine posts on M/W/F. Join me on Google+ rapieress@aol.com
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Hashimoto’s Disease: Imagine Laughing your Way to Good Health

Can you accept that you have Hashimoto’s disease?

Instead of trying to worry about all that is wrong, what if you just accept that this is what it is and you will do everything in your power to feel good every day?

If soda is your energy crunch are you willing to consider giving it up?

If inflammation gets you down, are you willing to take an aspirin everyday and take steps towards reducing your symptoms without adding labels that it is all bad?

What if you are experiencing this disease because you were being called to step outside of your life and connect with more — be more, do more — and give more to the world?  Especially to yourself.

Now I am not diminishing the angst that many feel in dealing with this disease, but I want to open you up to thinking about this as an opportunity to do more with you life — even if you aren’t feeling well.

This is why I turn to humor to look at ways in which we can look at an autoimmune disease in a different way…maybe in a way where we allow more joy and laughter back into our lives.

Diet, Health, Fitness and Medical Cartoons by Randy Glasbergen

Humor helps me to remember that this is journey — not a destination.  I am not Hashimotos disease.

I am a loving mom, a dear friend, a trusted confidant.  I love my mother.  I love my garden.  I love to write.  There is so much more to me than a little autoimmune disease.

People deal with much worse than I.

Promise today to laugh at least once, to rest if you need rest (and not feel any guilt) and to do one creative thing.

I’ll be over here cheering you on.

Catherine

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Thyroid Diet: Are You Tired of the Way You Eat?

The Battle of the Bulge Woman Eating Snacks - Buy at Art.comIsn’t tracking what you eat and tracking your exercise such fun?

I equate it to the stomach flu, really, but it needs to be done.

We thyroid girls shouldn’t bitch about our doctors if we aren’t doing to work to help ourselves know ourselves.

But I am with you on the tracking part.

A big part of me wants to return to ages 38 – 43 when losing weight was easy because my hormones were readjusting for one last hurrah at having a baby before turning 50 and having my body tell me to go find a hobby worthy of a woman now needing to pluck grey hairs out of her eyebrows every other day.

Remember those hyperthyroid years?

Except many of us didn’t know we were becoming hyperthyroid and just thought we had become so darn good at taking care of ourselves … all that exercising and salads — wow — lordy!

I ate so many salads that my son drew my head as a salad for one of his school art projects.

But that was all before my thyroid puttered and stopped and the thyroid meds started.  So now I am right here with the rest of you trying to speed up our metabolisms in a healthy way that doesn’t crash our adrenal glands.

If you tuned in last Monday, then you know that I am working through Mireille Guiliano’s book, French Women Don’t Get Fat and starting on Ash Wednesday I survived 48 hours of fresh leek soup fasting to prepare myself for tracking what I eat, along with tracking how much actual exercise I am getting, since I sit on my butt and write every day.

In tracking what I eat, I am supposed to learn what my trigger food is.

I already know that my trigger food is red wine, because I love red wine. Mireille doesn’t say that I can’t have red wine, I am just suppose to be aware of when I have it and how I am consuming it. Which brings me to the next step in the process and why I am really using this book.

The next part of this “thyroid diet” process (if we can really call it that) is make a ritual out of what I eat or drink every time I do it. Meaning, even if I want to gulp down 8 ounces of water I have to consciously do it by sitting down and actually enjoying that glass of water. Mireille Guiliano wants us to slow the *&@!! down when we are consuming food and beverages.

No T.V., no standing over the sink or the counter, no eating while driving — none of it. No distracted consuming.

We must sit down and enjoy every single thing that we put into our mouths without hurrying through the process. This is the part of the French paradox that makes the most sense to me for hypothyroid women.

Since our metabolisms run so slow, it makes sense that we should slow down our eating and drinking to the point of consciously enjoying each and every bite. No holding the fork in your hand, or holding the sandwich in your hand while you chew — putting them down and sitting there thinking about what we are actually eating.

Do we even really like what we are eating?

My mother is the slowest eater on the planet. I am quite sure about this, and she will have no problem with me telling you this fact about her. She has Hashimotos disease too, but her weight is not an issue. Now part of this can be her age and the fact that she is not dealing with hormones anymore. Not to go into her personal medical history in a very public forum, but she hasn’t had raging hormones in more than 40 years.

But she is a very conscious eater. She very slowly enjoys every morsel of food she puts into her mouth and has been eating this way her whole life. Growing up, our family would be on to dessert and she’d be just starting to eat her vegetables.  She takes “slow food” eating to another level entirely.

I think there is something to my mother’s way of eating and when I first read Guyiliano’s book all the way through, this part of her “rules” really hit home with me.

Last week I was further struck by this when I stumbled upon The Learning Channel’s documentary series, “My 600-lb Life,” a film about the seven-year journey of four individuals trying to escape their obesity and regain control of their lives. I got sucked into their struggle and watched the entire show — hoping they would all succeed. One thing I did notice (besides all the fast food) was how fast they (and their families) consumed food — as if no other meal would be coming for the next week.

How does the brain have time to understand when you are full if you inhale a hamburger in under one minute?

What if you were really full after eating half of it but your stomach didn’t have enough time to tell your brain before you gobbled down the other half?

I thought about French Women Don’t Get Fat and Guiliano’s mantra of conscious eating. Eating at a table. Eating with a plate. Eating without T.V. Eating with utensils.

Let’s stop with the frenzied, unconscious eating this week and see where we are next Monday.

Meanwhile I’ll be over here with the stomach flu — I mean — tracking my healthy habits.

Don’t I make it all sound so fun?

So join me.

Catherine

Fitbit stats for the week: 22 miles in 7 days

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