My 10 year old asked me this morning if we could make cake pops for her class party tomorrow. I had signed up for easy cheesy juice boxes. A friend with grandkids gave me advice for my graduation book I was writing last year to “say yes as often as you can.” We have plenty of opportunities to say no.

I thought about how her request was inconvenient and how we couldn’t even make them until 9:15pm after church. I wanted to say no, but I thought about how in 7.5 short years, Bea will graduate high school and my opportunities to say “yes” to someone who can’t do it on her own will be gone.

I said yes. We started making them at 2:25-3pm, then ran out of icing. It would have to wait. At 9pm I went to Kroger and literally the smell of the sugar had me craving to the point that I stood in the candy isle looking at the wall of “sugar” and teared up.

I’m 29 days free from all flour, sugar and processed foods. I prayed in that isle for God to give me the strength to walk away and I did.

As I was dipping them in chocolate, I munched on my veggie tray.

The chocolate….the smell….I cried. Luckily Bea was already tucked in for the night. Doing what is right for our bodies is not easy. Processed “foods” were engineered to hijack our brains and take over the wheel.

I struggle with the line between teaching my kids how to treat their bodies properly and passing my food obsession issues on to them in a negative way. Lord help me.

Anyone else share my struggle?