This is extremely difficult for me to announce, but I feel that I must to begin the acceptance process.
My children and myself are no longer vegetarians.
ugh........i hate that.
just reading that makes me sick.
I had a good run. And lets be honest here: I don't make the best food choices even with meat as an option.
I need food help. My body is out of control. I fluctuate ten pounds by the week and go some days with eating nothing but coffee and vitamins.
My girls are confused; just as my husband feared. Claire especially is confused.
My feelings on the matter have not changed. I do not feel good about eating flesh. But beans and cheese are not cutting it anymore. I don't cook dinner around here. I get home and the children are in bed. It is unfair for me to push and plead with my husband to continue on feeding his children in a way that he is not comfortable. He's been a good sport and at times, when relatives played on my nerves and suggested I am not feeding my children well, he stood up for me and my choices, even when his heart wasn't in it. For that I am thankful.
Maybe next year? When we have a garden?
I still refuse to wash pots and pans that have animal grease on them. F-NO!
Yours Meatily,
JEM