Being Kendra_ Cribs, Cocktails, and Getting My Sexy Back - Kendra Wilkinson [40]
Of course, sometimes I feel like I’m all alone in this mission. If Hank feeds him a cookie or cake or if I find out Hank’s mom and dad fed him something fattening, then I get so pissed. I’m like, “That’s not good. Never feed him that!” But on the flip side, of course it’s okay if I do it every once in a while. If anyone is going to give my baby sweets, I’d rather it be me. I’m the one who knows him best and keeps track of that stuff. If I give him a cookie, I need to know someone else didn’t give him one two hours earlier. I’m getting less crazed about it but I just want to make sure that he has a good diet. I want him to have healthy habits and not bad habits. I want to put in his mind that this is the way it is.
I want all of us to live long, healthy lives and have the best life possible. I want to feel great and look great just by eating great. It’s an added bonus. I believe eating healthy is just like wearing your seat belt—you are gambling with your life if you don’t do it. I don’t want to limit our lives because of food. Life is life, food is just there. I want to get the most out of life, not food.
When baby Hank was eight to nine months old, he couldn’t chew but was able to eat solid foods, so I would make him homemade baby food. Any meal we ate (meat, chicken, spaghetti, turkey dinner, fresh veggies), we would add a jar of Gerber baby green beans to help liquefy the food, pour into the blender, and blend till it becomes baby food. That’s it! Baby meals done easy!
Chapter 9
Fast Food and Fast Sex
Obviously, eating healthy and staying fit has been important to me for a long time. I’ve struggled with it, and when faced with temptations, it really becomes a test of willpower. Maybe it’s so important to me because I remember what it was like to live as unhealthy a life as possible—drugs and alcohol replaced fruits and vegetables for a while, and I was too close to wasting away. So that’s why abandoning healthy eating when I was pregnant set me up for disaster! All those Dunkaroos and Ho Hos screwed with my biology and I got on a cycle of craving more and more. My brain was totally overpowered.
Getting my healthy practices back was a struggle, but I know it’s good for my son to see, and—duh!—it keeps me looking good. I recognize that looking good is half the battle toward success in Hollywood. And maybe even life! The other half? Mental. When I’m looking good, feeling good, eating good, and working out—I’m HAPPYYY! Happy and healthy: two things I strive to always be, despite the many obstacles I’ve faced that try to keep me down.
Health isn’t just about working out at the gym. Health is head to toe, breakfast to dinner, Monday through Sunday. So I try to be more in charge than ever. And I mean taking charge of the whole family. Not just the kids. Hank Jr. is my number one priority, but I always make sure my husband is taken care of too. I’ve got to do everything I can to make sure my man stays on the right path. From sex and drugs, to gambling, to diet and God knows whatever else men can get themselves into these days, I’ve got my eye on it all.
Right now my biggest pet peeve is texting and driving! It’s like having unprotected sex with a stranger or drinking and driving. It’s that dangerous and I won’t have it! That’s the one thing I’ve made Hank promise to me (other than the usual marriage vows like no cheating): no texting and driving. He’d be talking to me, driving, and checking sports scores on his phone all at the same time. It’s not something to take lightly. The first time I saw Hank doing it I screamed at him. I’m not going to put little Hank in a dangerous situation like that. The text can wait. How dare you put our child at risk? He’d be driving sixty miles an hour and thinking he can take his eyes