I'm going to need some help, and I'm going to need it soon.
My daughter Ruby is a typically happy, silly two-year-old girl. Up until now, I've been able to control pretty much everything she eats and drinks. When she was born, I breast-fed her. When she started eating solid food, she enjoyed tomatoes and berries from our garden. We're careful to buy eggs from happy hens.
But soon, too soon really, she'll be heading off to school and it will become harder and harder to make sure she gets the best food possible.
That's why I'm paying close attention to a new policy New York City recently proposed. You've probably heard that the city wants to limit the size of sugary sodas people can buy in fast food restaurants and movie theaters. Opponents argue that this new rule would interfere with our choice to drink whatever we want. People are calling the mayor of New York a nanny for telling New Yorkers what they can or can't do.
But here's what I know. People who drink a lot of soda are at higher risk for diabetes. Right now, I'm watching my father struggle to manage his diabetes. He has to monitor every single item of food he puts in his mouth and he can no longer enjoy the sweet tea that he loves. Three times a day before he eats, he has to prick his finger and measure his blood sugar. His diet is severely restricted; he never eats sugar. Managing diabetes effectively is a 24/7 job.