I am writing this at 4:00 am. I am awake because OF COURSE I am awake. Pregnancy insomnia IS THE GREATEST. But really, I’m up because my toddler was playing with my keys and somehow managed to program my car to start every 3 hours. Apparently pregnant me can’t even sleep through a car starting outside. You can’t make this shit up.
So anyway, I’m up, and I’m thinking and worrying and writing. And I’m sad. Because I it’s 4:00 am, and I’m hungry. You guys, food is really getting me down. Yesterday my husband thought it would be fun to tease me by showing me a picture of a box of donuts. I am not even kidding – I almost cried.
I promised myself that this time around I wouldn’t stress so much about my weight. I promised myself that I would try to eat healthy but not beat myself up for indulging. Alas, food and I are not friends right now.read more