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Sinking the Titanic (Butt, that is): Part 2

So you want to see me after losing almost 100 pounds from my heaviest point?

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And again the “before” 10 years ago….(I’m on the right) I weighed 235 at my heaviest point.

LJ and I in high school

LJ and I in high school

I believe in the power of change. I don’t think you have to settle for anything less than God’s best. Let me again tell you that I had a binge eating addiction that consumed most of my life. I struggled with it for over  20 years; and a habit that is in place for that long is not an easy thing to break. But guess what? What I could NOT do on my own, God could! Philippians 4:13 “I can do ALL things in Christ who strengthens me.”

The cycle of any eating disorder is covered in shame and guilt and repeat, repeat, repeat! Webster’s dictionary defines shame as “a painful emotion caused by a strong sense of guilt, embarrassment, unworthiness, or disgrace.” Unworthiness, ah ha! For a young girl who turned to food, the feeling of being unworthy completely consumed me. I wasn’t good enough. I wasn’t pretty enough. And Lord knows I never thought I’d be thin enough!

I remember sitting on my couch after a particular binging episode crying hysterically because no matter how hard I tried to not binge eat I COULD NOT STOP. It was like a force of nature that couldn’t be stopped. I cried to God, I begged Him to release me. And so began the journey to find the source to this problem. I realized in that moment that I needed to find the root to WHY I overate in the first place. Why did I want to stuff my face with food? WHY???

Why do you think that an healthy, normal 8 year old suddenly begins to over eat? There is ALWAYS an underlying issue for any substance abuse. Food was my drug of choice and my numbing agent. I went up and down on the scale from the time I was 8 to 28. It wasn’t until I was pregnant with my son, and had gained 65 pounds in 6 months that I decided to seek help.

God is sovereign. He is good. And He will let you find Him if you search. The Bible actually says He seeks us out! Luke 19:10″ And I, the Son of Man, have come to seek and save those who are lost.” The answers to our problems we seek are  given through a journey to truly understanding that He is indeed good and sovereign, leading us into a closer relationship with Him.

My journey began with seeing a nutritionist; I needed the basics in food nutrition education after a decade of eating junk! But the real healing began when God laid in my hands a book called Thin Within by Judy Halliday. It is a Grace approach to weight loss. Working through this book allowed God to show me why as an 8 year old I began to over eat in the first place.  God brought to memory that I was molested by a family member starting at the age of 5. It’s weird but  I had no memory of this up until this point. I was sitting there answering the questions and all of the sudden I felt like I ran into a brick wall because all the memories came back. And it made so much sense to why I was the way I was. And I cried and cried and felt an intense amount of relief that finally, I had a gotten somewhere.

Through out my childhood I remember having a deep-rooted anger, a chip on my shoulder. I was a mouthy, disrespectful kid to the point where adults often commented on it.  Signs of abuse are pretty clear to me as I look back. As a child, I hated to be touched in any manor. No hugs, no kisses, no physical affection from anyone. Another thing is that I could not sleep in the same bed as anyone because they would say I would kick them as hard as I could in the middle of the night (the molestation often took place in a bed.) As a newly wed, when my husband tried to hold me as we fell a sleep I would have a full blown panic attack and literally kick him away from me. And the last sign was that  I never wanted to be left alone with a man, ever.

Now that I had the reason to why I over ate, I had to undo the damage. Well, really I had to ask God to undo the damage. With my new found knowledge on health and nutrition, along with the useful tools in Thin Within, I asked God to show me the lies I was believing from my past devastation in being molested.  There were so many. But slowly the lies that I was unloved, unworthy, and completely alone began to fade away. In their place is God’s Truth. “Fear not, for I am with you” (Isaiah 41:10) For “everyone who calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved.” (Romans 10:13) And my favorite one “He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” (Psalms 147:3)

Through the mercy and grace that God did for me on the cross, I no longer am held in bondage to uncontrollable over-eating episodes. He spoke directly into my heart and covered it with His love. Now 90 pounds lighter than my heaviest point, I am free to make wise food choices and cling to the God that lovingly saved me. This was a process, a journey that I am still on today. Currently I weigh 141 pounds and I am a size 6. I believe that food will always be a safe haven of comfort when life brings too many curve balls. And God is my coach telling me when to swing, when to not, and when to simply put the bat down (or in my case put down the brownie.) :)

 

Sinking the Titanic (Butt, that is): Part 1

At the age of 8, I was put on my first diet. And this was back in the day where it was a rare thing for any child to be considered over weight…

I will never forget the day my mother sat me down and said she needed to monitor what I ate so I could fit into a flower girl dress for an upcoming wedding. I remember thinking how come no one else in the family has to watch what they eat?   Little did I know that conversation would lead to a lifetime of self-loathing, always centered around food. (Side note: My mom is the most amazing mother in the world, and would never intentionally harm me in any manner. She thought what she was doing was best for me, and she did it the best way she knew how.)

Me at the age of 8

Me at the age of 8

I look back at pictures from that same wedding, and think what were they thinking? I was totally a normal healthy weight. But my mom was on to something, I was over-eating.  I could not voice it then but, something somewhere inside of me hurt more than I could ever describe. I found that  food quickly numbed the pain and I did begin to gain weight. Food soon became a friend to me. Something I could turn to, to make me feel better. Secret habits quickly formed, and secret lies concretely believed.  I began to believe that my worth was completely based on my weight. I would wait until all my siblings and parents were away from the kitchen and sneak a snack, devouring any junk food I could find. One time my older sister found me hiding in the pantry closet where all the junk food was stored. I remember being really embarrassed and wondering why I felt the need to sneak food in the first place. It was a viscous cycle of binge eating and hiding it and feeling the most intense shame afterward.

As I grew into adolescence, weight become an even bigger issue for me. What made it more difficult was the fact that my one year younger sister, LJ, was always a size 4. In high school, not only was she a beauty on the outside but a true beauty on the inside. LJ was that “it” girl at our high school. Every girl wanted to be her friend and every boy wanted to date her. She had the unique ability to genuinely love others and people flocked to her like a moth to a flame. I became know as LJ’s older sister, the one who had a titanic size chip on her shoulder, along with the titanic size butt to match.  And we were constantly compared by those around us.  You would have thought LJ and I wouldn’t have gotten a long, with me and my jealousy but we were the best of friends, with our occasional fight here and there. She loved me completely and always had a kind word, even for her tough as nails older sister. She saw through my pain, and loved me regardless.

LJ and I in high school

LJ and I in high school

As I graduated and started my adult journey on my own in college, my problem with food became ever worse. The college “freshman 15″ became the “freshman 40″ pounds; I completely was out of control with food. Binge eating became a daily occurrence, with my dorm room being my safe haven to hide all my favorite junk food indulgences. Below are two pictures from my freshman year of college, and the other next to LJ.

As much as it pains me seeing these pictures, it’s so important to remember where I’ve been. Just looking at them now, brings me back to that feeling of hopelessness. Over-eating is a never ending cycle that destroyed any shred of love for myself. I completely hated everything about me, from my looks down to my over-abrasive personality. My hard attitude and cushy shell of a body really became a protective shield for me to hide behind. Day after day I despised my lack of control with food. It was in these years that I felt the most alone and hopeless. I grew up in a family who said they believed God loved us and wanted the best for us, and yet God seemed as far away as the moon. I couldn’t reach Him. I just wanted the pain to stop. I didn’t fell like I was living the best life God had for me, in fact I know I wasn’t. No matter how hard I tried I COULD NOT STOP BINGE EATING.

So when did it finally click? When did I FINALLY start to lost some weight??

Check out my Sinking the Titanic (Butt, that is): Part 2

Vegetable Smoothie Recipe

I am not a big fan of eating leafy greens. Now, don’t get me wrong I love a good salad with crisp romaine, spring mix or even spinach. It’s the bok choy, kale, and swiss chard that you could not pay me to eat raw. The problem is these leafy greens are SO GOOD FOR YOU! Kale, the mother of all leafy greens, is an excellent source of vitamins A C, and K, has a good amount of calcium for a vegetable, and also supplies folate and potassium. Ummm yes please!

imagesHave you ever eaten kale raw? It’s like chewing on weeds. It’s super bitter and you have to chew and chew and chew. My jaw hurts just thinking about it.  You can bake the leafs of kale on a cookie sheet with some olive oil, and bake it at 350 for 20-25 minutes and it’s great!  But you lose some of those vita-nutrients every time you heat vegetables..so I want it RAW BABY!

So my solution to getting in all those leafy greens and not feeling like a cow chewing on some grass…make it into a smoothie!

Oh ya, oh ya happy dance inserted here…

Hubby and I make vegetable smoothies pretty much every single day. Yes, sounds disgusting but totally not!

IMG_0260I drank most of it before I remembered to take a picture of it, but basically it looks greenish brown. Not before you think I’m some total health nut, who has never eaten a french fry…let me tell you I love some good crappy junk food. But on a daily basis try to get in as many nutrients as possible and splurge on the weekends. I still would love to lose 15 pounds. If my hubby can chug this down, anyone can.

Here’s what I put in my vegetable smoothie:

  • 8oz almond milk (or milk of your choosing)
  • very ripe banana
  • leafy green of your choice (I’ve even done left over salad mix to not waste it)

Optional:

  • beets,
  • blueberries
  • strawberries
  • carrots
  • anything you raw produce you have in your fridge or counter

 

I basically throw in anything I have that I am trying to get rid of before it spoils. The banana is what cuts out the taste of the greens, so the more ripe the better! Experiment with your combination of fruits and vegetables. You may want to only put in all fruits and a little greens at first to get used to the taste. Also the type of blender you are using is key. I highly recommend the vitamix, but they are uber pricey. It took me 3 years to convince hubby to let me buy one, but just use what you have. The higher power the blender, the easier it will be to drink the smoothie. Who wants to drink chunks of raw vegetables. EWW, not me.

I use this as a meal addition or sometimes a meal replacement (and I’ll add protein powder.) CHEERS!

Blessings to you all!

 

very ripe banana

 

 

Bare Face and Not (too) Ashamed

My husband has so gotten used to me with a full face of makeup on, I don’t think he would even be able to pick me out in a police line up bare faced. I’m serious! Last year my little family and I were at the beach (and Im sorry but if I’m at the beach with just my family I am NOT going to put on a full face of makeup) and for three days my glorious face shown in it’s true glory..completely product free. So for three days straight, my husband asked me are you putting on makeup today? Umm.. no honey. We are at the beach, who is going to see me?And hubby would just shrug his shoulders. Well, by the third day of him asking me if I was going to put on makeup, I turned to him and said what is your deal with the makeup thing? Hubby replied (and I will never forget this) “Well, I mean you are just such a talented makeup artist..” My face lit up and he continued “BECAUSE you look sooo different without any makeup on.” Well, he must have noticed my crushed expression because he immediately said “I’m trying to compliment you!” Well, his definition and my definition of a compliment must be taken out of two different books. Now before you start muttering to yourself of what an insensitive jerk my husband is, please know that in his head he wasn’t really insulting me. I know his heart, and that was not his intention. However, his comment lives on with me today. It made me think of how people view me…

I am a professional makeup artist, I HAVE to wear makeup every day. I am selling my craft by using my face as advertisement.  Future clients really do judge me based on my looks. If I were in their shoes I would do the same thing. Who would hire a makeup artist that can’t even apply straight eyeliner on herself? Not many people.  Would you go to a hairdresser who’s hair you hated? Probably not. It is not easy being in the beauty industry because I feel the need to be up to date on all things beauty related, often times my own outer looks laying on the forefront of my mind.

So this got me thinking….who am I without all the makeup and perfectly flat ironed hair?  I painstakingly apply 20+ makeup products each day (given I can do it in less than 5 minutes, but still…)  IF I did a reality check in my heart, I really feel that the “made up” version of myself has more value than the girl who first wakes up in the morning void of all the products.

*SIGH* I really am that vain.

And with my 30th birthday approaching in two weeks, I’ve come to the realization that one day my looks will fade, and what will I be left with? It’s hard when your head says one thing and your heart says another. Because truly on the inside I want to be know for a kind heart; a true beauty that shines from the inside out. But so many times throughout the day I fail at achieving even the most basic kindness towards others. How many times have I walked into a store, taken a look at the closest female and judge her based on her appearance…too many to count. I am so much better than her because I know how to apply eyeliner…or I can’t believe she went out the house looking like that, did she even look in a mirror? Yes, I’ve thought that, and yes I’ve judged others. Or I think to myself how much better I do XY or Z in comparison to some of my friends. OUCH! Even writing this I’m cringing. And really when it boils down to it, I really am just looking for some acceptance from myself. “Ok, Im not the ugly. I do have some worth.”

What does God say about outward beauty?  That “man looks at the outward appearance, but God looks at his heart.” 1 Samuel 16:7 and in Proverbs 31:3 “beauty is fleeting, but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.”

I look forward to completely loving who God created me to be inside and out.  Am I there yet? no. Maybe by the time I reach my 40th birthday in ten years…  All I can do is take one day at a time, and hopefully extend love and grace to those I come into contact with on a daily basis.  I pray for a heart that seeks to do the right thing in all circumstances, and to be someone who truly love others. And judging others is not something I want to actively participate in, but the first person I need to practice on is myself. 

Are You being the best version of Yourself??

Ok, Im majorly sucking at this whole blog writing thing. I’ve been wanting to start a blog for over two years, and when I finally do, I can’t commit to actually getting around to writing it. I think I have a lot to share, whether or not you actually think it’s worth reading is another thing. Im going to get better, I promise. I have a goal of writing at least one blog a week. 

Why am I so inconsistent? My life feels a little chaotic right now. I own my own business and Im in the “busy” season for it. My weekends are completely gone with work, and days are flying by. Most nights Im lucky if I fix my husband and kids dinner. I just had my second baby at Christmas, and moved into a new house one month before her arrival. I look around at the outdated wallpaper consuming every single wall, and I get discouraged that I’m never gonna have it all together. I sit and stare at it, and then stare at it some more, despising every inch of this horrible wallpaper that is screaming at me to take down. I seemed to get paralyzed by how much work it’s going to require. The feeling of being overwhelmed by life can be completely consuming. Yep, I think that’s where I’m at right now…. paralyzed by stupid wallpaper. Wallpaper 1, Carla 0.

I have all these things running through my head that I want to accomplish. I have dreams and visions of how great certain aspects of my life good be…and yet, fear of failure keeps me positioned safely on the couch watching re-runs of reality shows. I’ve recently realized how damaging most of these shows are on my mental state, sucking the life from me and prohibiting me of living my life to the fullest. I think the older I get the more I realize how precious time really is. 

When it really comes down to it, where are my priorities?  I am child of the Most High, Beloved God the Father. He has instilled in me passions and dreams. One area He has called me to focus on is being a wife and mother, my priorities belonging to those who have captured my heart. Every minute of every day  ultimately leads somewhere… some actively leading me into fulfilling my dreams and others sucking the life out of them. To be honest, in the past I have struggled with putting my career first. This took years for me to figure out, but thankfully God always embraces and lovingly corrects.

This is my current life verse:

Proverbs 31: 26-27

26.) She opens her mouth in wisdom; kindly instruction is on her tongue. 27.) She watches over the affairs of her household,and does not eat the bread of idleness.

That means laying to rest activities that keep me from actively pursuing my God-given dreams. TV watching has been the single most damaging activity that keeps me from living a fulfilled life, the shows I seem to get sucked into are completely pointless. My hubby likes to say that I’m losing brain cells with the shows I choose to watch…how true.  He used to make me so mad when he said that, but really he is right. UGH! Idleness is defined as “without purpose or effect, pointless.” Reality watching, or even wallpaper staring are both idle activities that discourage me instead of encourage.

Activities and people that inspire and encourage me to be the best possible version of myself are where I want to spend my time. Writing down five short term and five long term goals always helps me to narrow down and focus on what God is calling me to be. And being the best version of myself includes living a life centered around God and family, but also using my God-given talents to encourage others to find their purpose and passion in life. 

Product Review: Moroccan Oil

I’ve been a licensed cosmetologist for just under 8 years, and in that time I have never really been blown away by any particular hair product. I’m serious! Let me re-phrase…I’ve never been blown away by any hair product for MY hair. My hair type is thick, wavy, and some what coarse, so hair products for me never really made a difference. Ya ya, there are products that help with frizz etc etc. I just never LOVED a product. You know, the kind of beauty product love where you grab the nearest phone and call all your girlfriends to tell them about your find. Or you find yourself in a store, and grab the nearest stranger, force her to run her fingers through your hair and insist she MUST try this product! That’s this type of love for me. I cannot live without it! Pass me some what?…MOROCCAN OIL!!!

I happen to stumble upon this when a hairstylist friend of mine cut my hair and applied Moroccan Oil before styling. I wasn’t even paying attention, paid and left, and did what everyone does after they get a haircut..ran my fingers through my hair. HALLELUJAH! What the heck happened to my hair? Gone was the bird’s nest, straw horse hair and in it’s place was the most silky and shiny head of hair that has EVER been attached to my neck! I freaked out, called my friend and demanded she tell me what she put on my hair. Love at first felt!

I use Moroccan Oil Treatment, which they (moroccanoilproducts.com) call a “serum with instant absorption into hair that creates a beautiful shine and long term conditioning,” made with argan oil. A 3.4 oz size bottle retails for $40, but let me tell you, I have long hair and my bottle has lasted me for almost a year. The treatment is so concentrated that you barely use any, making it totally worth the $$ spent. I have used this product on an array of different types of hair, and believe me it’s great for even fine, thin hair. It doesn’t weigh it down at all, you just use for little (about a pea size amount.) I have found that the best use of this product is to apply it to towel dried hair (not soaking wet,)  focusing on the ends and style with heat. Applying too much near the scalp may leave you feeling oily.

The company has expanded their line to include a lighter version of the original oil, as well as shampoos and conditioners, and oil sprays. Moroccan Oil is only sold (as of right now) in certain salons or on their website, and Amazon. I think they are kinda picky of who distributes it. You cannot currently find it in Ulta or Sephora. Be aware of other “argan oils who claim to be Moroccan Oil” TRUST ME, the original is the one you want! Try it and leave a comment, let me know what you think!

~Carla

 

Help My Fried Hair! {NC hair stylist}

Sure, everyone likes a good Fried piece of something once in a while. I however, do not want the word “fried” associated to my hair!  Which is exactly how I would describe my dried out, over textured ends at this very moment. UGH!!

The over use of blow dryers, flat irons and over processed color applications can cause havoc on our delicate locks, or in my case it’s a combination of post pregnancy, a bad haircut, and too much flat ironing. I think most of us at some point can identify with unhealthy, dried out or crispy hair, and the question is what can you do about them ?  JUST HAND ME A PAIR OF SCISSORS! Before we all take the drastic measure of cutting our hair up to our ears, what can I do to try to repair my fried chicken hair?

  • DRINK WATER don’t shower!   Say what?? Drinking water not only is good for our insides is GREAT for our outsides. The more water you drink, the better your hair and skin will look and feel. Frequent showering, on the other hand, can dry out your skin and hair, stripping you of vital oils that nourish and moisturize. Try to wash your hair every 2-3 days, instead of every day. Dry shampoos are a life saver! My favorite is KMS Makeover Spray.
  • Deep Condition! Invest in a deep conditioner product that says it’s for dry and damaged hair. One of my favorite is Pureology Hydracure Intense Moisture Mask $51 (Leave on for 2-3 minutes and rinse out.)
  • Lay off the heat! Since you no longer will be washing your hair every day, you also will not be using heat (i.e.. blow dryer or flat irons) saving your hair from the damaging heat day after day.
  • Get a trim! You don’t have to take drastic measures by cutting your hair all the way off. Sometimes I basic trim can do the trick, and will help eliminate split ends from traveling further up the hair shaft. Really emphasize to a hairdresser exactly how much you want cut off.
  • Watch the bleach! Frequent highlighting can really damage the individual hair strands. Make sure you are going to a hairdresser that emphasizes healthy hair. Leaving bleach or lightener on too long can leave lasting damage that no amount of conditioning can fix.

I know first hand how dry and damaged hair can make you feel bad about your overall appearance, but the good thing about hair is that it grows back! Want to grow it faster? An overall healthy diet full of fresh fruits and veggies will help restore hair and make it grow faster. The more nutrients in your body, the healthier your hair and skin will shine. I’m off to get a trim and I’m drinking a spinach shake on the way out the door, GOODBYE fried chicken hair!

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