If I were a stay-at-home mom? I would weigh approximately twifty billion pounds.
Because for the last three days? I've been thinking, "Oh, this chip/cake/side of beef looks good". NOM, NOM, NOM.
Okay, so not really. I've managed to stay within my Points and I've been exercising my butt off (literally), so I've not gone completely outside my mind.
But I might have just stuck my finger in the fat-free Cool-Whip. And I might have licked it off.
And it might have been really good.
Don't tell anyone, okay? God.
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It is so nice to be understood.
I was a stick before I stayed at home. Seriously, a STICK.
Before I became a SAHM, I was crazy thin. Like couldn't lay on the floor on my stomach because my hips would dig into the floor thin. Now? Not so much. I go about my day and don't eat. It's when I sit down while she's sleeping in the afternoons that there had better not be anything blocking my path to the kitchen.
It sucks. Major ass.
Wow, really? I sometimes forget to eat. Or I'm just really tired and would rather nap than make lunch. Maybe it's about not being super lazy. ? (like me)
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