manic monday
the weekend has come and gone, and i for one am glad. after eating so clean for a few days, my system hit birthday overload. which is fine because it’s once a year, but is bad because i can see it today in my face. maybe that is me being crazy, but so call me.
we went to the store last night and bought lots of protein and veggies. some lo fat dairy. i forgot the diet coke. i know, diet coke can make you crave sugar and get bloated. but it can also make a day with three children 5 and under go a little more smoothly, so back off.
we have a wedding this weekend. my only female cousin is getting hitched. we are excited for her. the only thing i hate, and i mean hate, is that i am having to go see the whole family with much more weight on than the last time i saw them. granted, i have an 8 week old, but it is still hard for me. gayden and i talked about meeting/seeing people when you have gained weight. people that never knew think you are just fat, and those that have known you before think you have just let yourself go. so much perception is tied to weight. we may try not to judge, but people do. i think it’s almost natural. even if you aren’t judging the person, you are wondering how they ended up fat with all the diets being crammed down our collective throats. i’ve done it. and i am sure people will be doing it to me. this is motivation enough to not let it go again. yes, i have some baby weight. some from the 8 week old. and some from the 4 year old. but i have to claim it, own it and get rid of it.
so, again, we end up with the mindset being changed. this is not about dieting. this is about the rest of my life and the way it should be eaten.
