I have the week off in between my old job and my new job, and I’m doing so much. I’m taking driving lessons, I’m walking a sick friend’s dog, I’m kissing my cats on their adorable little heads…
And I’m baking bread!
Last year on my birthday my fiance bought me a book on baking bread. I was excited, but almost every recipe called for sourdough starter, and I didn’t feel like I had time to embark on that project until this week off.
When I started committing to Intuitive Eating and The Fuck It Diet, the first food I found myself craving and allowing was bread. Good bread from a French bakery, every day, without guilt or shame. Something about a hearty piece of bread seems so nourishing and satisfying for me. Being “allowed” to eat bread without guilt was the first amazing step on this process for me.
Baking bread feels similarly nourishing. I love to cook, but there’s something special about baking bread. You take such basic ingredients (mostly flour and water) and you knead it with your hands and then you have this basic building block of food that people have been eating ever since they could make flour.
Diet culture spent so long telling me I was “bad” for eating carbs, especially refined carbs like bread, but bread seems like such a basic human right.
My wedding dress is arriving today. The original deadline they gave me was May 28, so it’s in earlier than expected.
This will also be the very first time I’ve seen my dress! I designed it with Anomalie, and so far I have only seen a sketch. I am so excited and also so scared!
I have no idea if it will fit! Ever since I truly committed to Intuitive Eating and The Fuck It Diet I haven’t weighed myself so I really don’t know the status of my weight. Most of my clothes still fit so I feel like maybe the dress will fit? But, I’m really committing myself to the idea that even if the dress doesn’t fit that is totally okay. Alterations are a thing and everyone gets them.
Wish me luck! According to UPS tracking it should be here sooooooon!!!!!!
The crazy thing about this dress today is that it is the actual same dress that I wore at my actual Bat Mitzvah over 20 years ago. It was the dress I was wearing when I stood on the bimah with the same rabbi who is going to be marrying me in less than 5 months.
When I was 13 I was teeny tiny. I was an extremely skinny and waifish child and ate huge amounts of food while still being almost distressingly skinny. That’s the body I had when I wore this dress for the first time… I barely had hips or a butt and had the nickname “Breadstick” among my “summer friends” in Vermont.
Today, 20ish years later, this dress still fits and I feel like it still looks great on me, just in a much different way. My butt really pops and the curves of my tum definitely are visible but it feels nice to wear.
Stretchy clothes are amazing because they fit at many different sizes and I like that. I have liked wearing this dress at many different weights and I like it today.
…and I’m trying really hard not to be stressed about it!
This whole thing started because I found myself obsessively dieting **in secret** out of fear the most expensive dress I’ve ever bought wouldn’t fit me when it got here. I felt the closest I’d felt to my eating disorder in years.
I really had no idea that wedding planning would help me embrace a completely new way of life through Intuitive Eating and accepting my damn self exactly how I am, even if that means weight gain. It was a huge shock and it’s a beautiful surprise.
But D(ress)-Day is getting closer and I’m going to potentially be up against one of the harder moments of this whole dang thing.