100 Days of No Processed Foods

100 Days of No Processed Foods

Two weeks ago I posted on Facebook that I was going to do 100 Days No Processed Foods.  Lets just say off to a bad start, I got braces, which hurt like the dickens, I had my wonderful monthly visit, which meant cravings, so I ate a lot of junky comfort food.

However that does not mean I have given up!

A few things we were already doing is drinking unsweet tea, no sodas, coconut or almond milk instead of cows milk or soy, and making our own peanut butter which let me tell you is crazy easy and cheap!  I buy a pound of shelled salted peanuts from costco, toss them in a food processor for ten minutes and tada! Peanut butter, yum.

For 95% of breakfasts we’ve had Green Smoothies.


^ this website has a million to try.  They’re super good for you, high in protein, easy to make, and so far none of tasted grossly!

Lots of salads for lunch, salads with fruit, or beets, or hard boiled eggs, a variety so as not to get sick of salad!  Though its getting cold so may be switching to soups soon.

Snacks are Kale chips, fruit (only soft ones right now as my teeth still ache) and honestly some brownies that were super processed!

Dinner is where we’ve splurged a bit while trying to get used to this so I won’t say much about it right now.  Maybe next post will be a little bit better.

I can honestly say though, even with only the mail change of breakfast I feel good, healthy, and happy!

Below are my links that I’m mainly referencing right now.  Enjoy!




When I was diagnosed

When I was 17 I was diagnosed with Attention Deficit Disorder Type Two.  Type two is inattentive, it means I lose interest quickly and can’t stay focused for very long.  It’s common for a child to be diagnosed with A.D.D. because of them acting out in class, typically from boredom.  My brother and I started homeschooling in the fifth grade so the obvious signs didn’t come up because at home it was our own pace.

My dad left when I was fifteen, in addition to the typical stresses of a teenage girl, my general mentality, my frustrations, fears were all chalked up to teenage angst.  There weren’t any real reasons to think other wise.  My brother has A.D.H.D. and I didn’t act anything like him, I could focus on getting a project done, I wasn’t hyperactive, I didn’t seem to have “crashes” (A.D.D. people have highs and lows, typically a high exists when great things are happening, a great mood, then something happens that wasn’t expected or wanted, something to throw things off, and that high ends, sending you into an A.D.D. low, for my brother being hyperactive these seemed far more common and somewhat more noticeable than my own).  Until one day I saw a commercial, a woman walks into a room, from floor to ceiling there were tv screens, all of them on a different channel, the commercial showed her looking around at them all unable to pick one.  It was for Adult Attention Deficit Disorder.

My jaw dropped open, I excitedly started pointing at it, telling my mom, that’s it, that is exactly what it is like inside my brain, everyday, non stop, its like a million tvs all on something different and none of them will shut off.

Until that moment I just thought I was a weirdo.  (and I still am a weirdo but at least its one that makes sense haha) Later blog postings will talk about over diagnosis and the belief A.D.D. doesn’t really exist, I’ll glaze over that for right now.

I talked with both my parents and set up a meeting with a psychologist.  At which time I filled out several different types of tests, and my mom did too answering questions in regards to my behavior.  I still wasn’t one hundred percent certain that is what I had.  I’d grown up with Scott having ADHD and I was so different, so surely I didn’t have the same thing.

When the doctor have me a copy of information about Type 2 A.D.D. I cried, literally bawled, because all the descriptions of it were the exact way I acted, things I thought, how I felt, it was all there in black ink.  I wasn’t alone, I wasn’t a weirdo.  There were ways to cope with how my brain worked.

It’s such a hard to describe feeling, I felt hope, relief, safety even.  Understanding yourself is something I believe EVERYONE should have.  (which leads into the whether to diagnose or not, but like I said, that is for later posts, this post is just to explain my start into the world of studying the young human mind).

To diagnose or not to diagnose

I completely believe that A.D.D. is way over diagnosed.  There are unfortunately too many parents and teachers who find blaming a child’s behavior and struggling with focusing on class as a disorder of some time instead of a cry for help.

Does that mean I think no one should be diagnosed?  That adults should simply try harder?  No, not in the least.

In addition to obvious signs of A.D.D. affecting someones life causing them to act up, to not focus, whatever, there are deep and serious emotional issues that go along with it as well.  The frustration of walking in to a room and forgetting why you went in there (something that you are only supposed to experience when you are 80), to get distracted by something in that room, then to get in trouble by your parents for not doing what you are told.

Unless you have A.D.D. yourself, there is no way to explain how complete that distraction is, so to get in trouble for not doing something you have completely accidentally forgotten is a frustrating and saddening experience.

Plus that spreads the seed of doubt in a young persons mind to whether they are able to do anything right.  I read the example given in explaining my type of A.D.D. that your house could catch on fire, and all of a sudden you are consumed with concern over an unpaid parking ticket.  Obviously those priorities are completely screwed up, yet that is how your brain works.

Or for example people with A.D.D. suffer from highs and lows.  (I should say experience instead of suffer, but it is suffering until you learn to prepare for and handle them) A high takes place when something good is happening, a good day, a happy song, whatever, normal people feel it as having a good day while being pumped full of caffeine.  We feel that to a more extreme degree, and once we are on such a high, it takes much less to ruin it.  Everyone has their own triggers, and each high is a little different, so please keep in mind these are simply examples. Say you’re on a high, and your favorite cd starts skipping, bam you are in a low, this too is hard to describe.  Your mind feels like its in a dark room, very you are bummed our or irritated, your thoughts don’t travel past whatever you irritation was that triggered it.

As I’ve said my brother had A.D.H.D. growing up, hyperactivity makes these highs and lows more noticeable.  I remember on one occasion we were visiting our grandparents we’d spent the day playing with our cousins, life was great.  I had a yellow blanket that I always kept with me (we were little!) he had it for a moment, and it snagged on something, it was the smallest little snag, didn’t really damage it, I never would have remembered, except at that moment it triggered a low for my darling brother.  He was seriously devastated by the tiny amount of damage.  He cried, he was inconsolable, it ended the evening of fun.  I was so confused, it was my blanket, and I certainly didn’t care, which I tried to convey.  I didn’t understand though that it was no longer about the blanket, that he had crashed into a low, and that only himself and time could change that.

These are just a couple of the things that make a huge difference in how people with A.D.D. feel about themselves, and about their lives.

When you understand what you have, you are able to prepare for them, you are able to be aware of what you are going through, and as such are able to handle it better.  There are certain foods that are A.D.D. triggers, you learn to avoid them, if your child with A.D.D. is getting extremely worked up, you can stop them before its too late, let them calm down and return to the other kids without your child having a low and embarrassing themselves in front of the group.

So much can be done when you know what you have, so yes, diagnose.  Diagnosing does not mean drugging, and there is nothing wrong with knowing.

I want to write a post about if it exists or not, and if it is environment or genetic.  Maybe I should have written that one first, but what can you expect lol.

A.D.D. doesn’t exist, or so some say

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard this in my life.  It blows my mind.  Yes I believe it is way over diagnosed, and that people use it as an excuse when they shouldn’t.

However I do not believe that this is some random thing that has come out of no where.  I believe that A.D.D. has always been around that we are just more informed about it now and that our society makes it more obvious.

Once upon a time people worked in fields, children would get up early before school and help with chores around the house.  People had A.D.D. they were just worn ragged so it wasn’t so abundantly clear as is it today.  Back then children played outside using their imaginations, thats something A.D.D. people have plenty of!

I know a wonderful family, two hard working parents and their now teenage daughter.  The daughter has always obviously had A.D.H.D.  Less obvious however is both of her parents have it as well.  Its just harder to see (unless you are looking for the signs) because of how tired they are from each working two jobs.

Then there is TV.  I’m not anti TV, lets make that clear here.  Turn on your TV watch a thirty minute TV show.

Can you count how many commercials you just saw?

Imagine being a child with A.D.D. tendency watching (even an educational) a TV show, being bombarded by so many commercials, with one flashy item after another, sending you through every emotions from excitement about the prospect of going to Disney world to being sad when Sarah Mclanclan sings about abused animals.  We’re watching that instead of running around outside.  (also I had asthma as a child, i do understand outdoors aren’t for everyone)

Then diet. Diet plays a huge part!  Sugar obviously.  It provides A.D.D. highs, full of energetic unruly happiness, but that means it also leads to A.D.D. lows.  Sugar isn’t the only thing though, foods high in carbs create the same problem.

High protein breakfasts and lunches, then very low protein dinners spread your energy out in a more vital, and calming manner.

Bad parenting doesn’t cause A.D.D. but taking the time to be consistent, to keep a clean living environment, to provide a diet of healthy foods.  Mainly consistency.  Thats the most important part of surviving A.D.D.  Color coding, organizing, commending any of the things you can.

A.D.D. does exist and it can be a wonderful fun experience for the person with A.D.D. and the people around that person.  You just have to understand it, and embrace it!

Accepting that it exists, is the first part to understanding it.

Hair Thickening Shampoos and Conditioners

I’ve found this link with 11 reviews of “hair thickening”; shampoos and conditioners.  Being blessed/cursed with extremely thick coarse hair I haven’t tried these.  Let me know what you think of any of these products or others not listed that you either love or hate.  Thanks for reading!