A City With Broken Down Walls

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A year and a half ago, I was working in children’s church while we studied an important lesson. It was January, and in the spirit of New Year’s Resolutions, we learned the following verse:

“A person without self-control is like a city with broken down walls.” -Proverbs 25:28

At the time, the verse stood out to me. My husband and I had decided to (try to) have our first baby that year. In order to make that happen, I would have to get my blood sugar under control and then keep it there for many months.

I was up for the challenge. We joined a local gym, I sourced an old elliptical machine from my local freecycle group and I carefully planned our meals to best accommodate my goals.
In a short time, I was successful. I had dropped about 4-5 pounds and had excellent blood sugar control. The first time that I saw my a1c at 5.1 I burst into tears. It was proof that I could accomplish anything I set my mind to with God’s help.

I was pregnant as of April (a little earlier than I had thought it would happen), but my doctors were supportive. Throughout my pregnancy, my blood sugar was uncharacteristically low. I found myself checking and re-checking until my fingers were calloused and sore. I took walks at every possible break while at work and would get on the elliptical machine for at least 10 minutes after dinner every night.

After Layne arrived, I was in a sleepy haze of feedings, dietary changes to accommodate her milk/soy protein intolerance, trying to keep my sanity….I stopped checking my blood sugar regularly because it wasn’t my focus anymore. Layne was my entire focus, every minute of every day.

Then last night, while feeling a little “off,” I decided to check my postprandial blood glucose (measurement of blood sugar 2 hours after the start of a meal). It was 186. I must have checked it 4 times, after washing my hands and testing the meter for accuracy. Humbling. My blood sugar should have been about 120 at that point.

I jumped on the elliptical machine again to bring it down before bed. I made a high-fiber, high protein breakfast this morning and I tested my glucose two hours afterward to find it in the normal range again.

When I don’t take care of myself, I leave my body much like a city without walls. I invite infection, disease, lethargy, weight gain, etc. into my life. I invite those ills into our family as well. It is not good to give my daughter everything now at the expense of her having me around as she grows up.

Much like I did a year and a half ago, I am placing my focus on rebuilding my walls. On having self-control with my diet. On being self-disciplined with my exercise.

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4 thoughts on “A City With Broken Down Walls

  1. Having a baby, at my age and state of health, is a ship that has already sailed (but that’s another story).

    But reading this… I don’t want to sound rude or crass, but for me, God hasn’t been a part of my life, or should I say, I have chosen not to make God a part of my life. This post, however, has spoken to me so deeply. It also reminds me of the expression, without health, you have nothing.

    We can get healthy for what seem like all the right reasons, but once we sort of take the focus off of ourselves and put the focus onto the needs and wants of others, we are bound to suffer some sort of consequence.

    It’s so very easy for me to write that, but do you think I remember that’s what happens? Oh heaven’s no! 🙂

    Thank you for reminding me that even little things we do, like ten minutes on an elliptical or what have you, make a difference in the long run.

    You are meant to be on this earth for a long time, more so now that you have your precious Layne. Be good to yourself and God bless.

    • Thank you so much for the encouragement! Yes, health is everything. So much is out of our control in life, but we can control what we eat and how much we exercise. If anything, I realized yesterday that taking care of myself for my daughter’s sake while she was in the womb is no different from taking care of myself now.

  2. It’s all too easy to neglect ourselves while focusing, and just being downright smitten, with a new little one. I know I’ve done it for the last 10 months. Thanks for reminding me to just take “baby steps” towards caring for myself as much as I do her. I often miss how wonderful I felt during pregnancy, I ought to care for myself the same way now that I did then. It’s just a tad more difficult 🙂

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