Be in the moment.
Be in the moment.
Hold on to it.
Hold on to it.
Oh yes! A record ten seconds to clear my head!
Live in the moment. We hear this saying all the time in some form or another. Whether it be in a yoga class, philosophy book, or from the older lady at Target who is keen on observing our primo mommying adventures. But what does it really mean to us as mothers? Frankly, I find it extremely hard to “be” in the moment as a mom. I am constantly on the go, go, go. With housework and work work and play dates and nap time and bedtime and lunch time and freak-out time (the kids, not me—OK, me too!), there never seems like enough time in the day to actually exist in the moment. As a mother to small children, I feel like I am constantly battling. I’m battling laundry and dishes and dirty floors and messy bedrooms and scraped knees and melt-downs. All the while leaving me exhausted and short-tempered, craving a piece of chocolate cake and a shower.
To revel in a clear mind and a calm body, it feels foreign to most. And it shouldn’t. Maybe the definition of living in the moment has everything to do with the jumbled and discombobulated life I do live and nothing to do with the life I perceive it to represent. Not yearning for the past when I was flying solo or a future that holds the next best thing to make my life easier. The clean house that I strive for or the live-in nanny that I will never have, but dream about often. Maybe if I stopped fighting the daily chores and the sleepless nights, my mind would awaken to the revelation that, YES! this is my moment. Every day with my children and my husband. The good, the bad, the pee all over the bathroom, they all lead me to me.
Have you ever heard of The Fast food Song? Apparently this song used to be taught to kids in school. Yikes! Clever? Yes. Catchy? Yes. Horrible for teaching our children about health and nutrition? Absolutely. Thank goodness schools have since abandoned this mind-numbing song, but marketing unhealthy foods to children remains a stronghold in advertising today. Catchy commercials and ‘superhero’ product endorsements are widely and greedily used tactics by big corporations to target our children. These companies spend millions upon millions of dollars in advertising. They pay BIG money to bait our children with popular cartoon characters and bright colors. They pay BIG money hiring scientists to manipulate and chemically alter foods to get our kids wanting more and more and more. I get it. It’s not a conspiracy. These companies have an agenda and their agenda is to sell their product. Bottom line. Children are the perfect target. They are gullible, easy to manipulate, and have the potential to become customers for life. Cha’ching!
Are these companies to blame for intentionally creating habits that will condemn our children to a lifetime of ill health, including but not limited to obesity, diabetes, and mood disorders? Or should our focus be put solely on us as parents? Have we become a nation of brainwashed fools who aren’t educated enough to understand the difference between whole foods full of nutrition and over-processed junk?
Are we being outsmarted by these big corporations? Are we raising an entire generation of junk food junkies? Shrek sells. Spongebob sells. Scooby-doo sells. But who’s buying????
Over-processed foods make-up eighty to ninety percent of our supermarket shelves. The odds are stacked against us, but it is the consumer who dictates the market. It’s as simple as supply and demand. Every time a product you purchase is scanned at the check-out, you become an advocate for that particular food or beverage. Think about it. What have you been advocating lately?
Our children still have a chance at a healthy life, but it’s up to us as their parents to give them that chance. If five year-olds are incapable of making proper food choices without the guidance of an adult, how is it that these corporations are WINNING over our kids? It is in fact the adult that is purchasing this crap, correct?
We need to STOP being a victim of the food industry.
And honestly, the Shrek Twinkies make me want to gag just looking at them.