(Originally published on my old blog SECS vs PCOS in March 2012)
Well, I’ve known for a while that BPA’s are bad, very, very bad. Today, I read an article posted by PCOS Diva about the horrors that are BPA’s (read that article!!). It made me think about how many CANS of green beans (and soups and other vegetable matter) I consumed during childhood and throughout my life in general. It made me think about the fact that I showed some PCOS/insulin resistance tendencies by the time I was about 8 years old. In fact, that would be when I began puberty. My body began to resemble the ‘typical’ PCOS female, with little breast buds a round tummy and thinner arms, legs, and derriere. All that fun stuff. From that age on I was uncomfortable with my body. I hated being on swim team and going to the pool, I even hated sitting down for fear of fat rolls showing under my shirt. I got frustrated with clothes because they were all uncomfortable around the waist and I was embarrassed of getting boobs before anyone else (and of course, one of the last to get their period!). Of course matters weren’t helped by my notoriously picky eating habits. I honestly remember a point in time where all I would eat around that age was white bagels, Kraft macaroni and cheese (yeah, that nasty neon orange stuff!), white grape juice, and little else. I would have massive tantrums until my mom caved and fed me what I wanted. Pretty sure I would still gobble down some BPA laced vegetables though. I’m totally not blaming my mom for using canned foods- she would never have used them if she knew they could hurt us. I actually appreciate the fact that she instilled a love of vegetables in me. I think it’s wonderful that in my mind a meal isn’t a meal without something green. I have loved broccoli since I was a toddler. Spinach was my favorite food before I was even in kindergarten. Don’t get me started on okra, asparagus or even lima beans. Yum! So a lot of our veggies were prepared from fresh stuff, but many weeknight meals had canned green beans or peas or something of the sort. It’s easy, I understand. However, I wonder if that may have contributed to my early-ish puberty and PCOS. Well that and the high glycemic diet. My mom tried really hard to get me to eat better, I will be first to admit I was horrible to deal with. Anyway this has me brainstorming how to handle my future children’s eating habits and such. If they’re mine, I know just exactly how strong-willed they could be, and just how much I probably have it coming. My mom modeled healthy eating, she did a good job instilling balanced eating habits in my head, but as hard as she tried she couldn’t make me eat better or get up off my butt for about 3 years or so. How do you address or prevent that from happening? Also, after reading that article, how do you avoid BPA’s? (receipts, REALLY?!)
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