


The alarm was not my friend this morning. With the freezing rain and cold darkness, I hated getting out of bed. In my dream world Carter would have slept late and I would have been able to snuggle a bit with Noah. Oh, one can dream.
Today, I started back on my diet. I hate calling it a diet. I am really just trying to change some bad habits and eat better. You may have noticed I have been reading, "The Fertility Diet." A great book. It has given me insight on some food issues and taught me how to up my ovarian reserve. (More on that soon)
Anyway, I am trying to lose 20 pounds. I started the diet before Thanksgiving and was able to take off 7 pounds before my birthday on the 16th. From the 16th until yesterday, I ate and enjoyed every part of the holidays. I mean every part. I am ashamed to admit it, but while at my grandmother's (Gangie's) I had donuts every morning- for 5 mornings straight! There's this really good place called the Golden Square. (Yes, the donuts are yellow and square. Don't ask.) Yummy!
Okay, so I got on the Wii Fit this morning to assess the damage since my last body test on December 17th. Oh, happy day- I lost 2 pounds! I have no idea how it happened, but... I... lost... two... pounds! Crazy.
But all those sweets? Oh, I am feeling it. Sugar is truly addictive. I have some homemade Toll House cookies sitting in a tin in the kitchen right now. Don't think I am not jonesing for one. I told Noah he has to take them to work tomorrow. For now, a cup of hot tea and some almonds will have to suffice.






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