I am back to my pre-pregnancy weight.
Lest you think I am bragging, however, keep reading.
I have lost the weight by not eating. Yes. I said it. I barely eat. But again, if you think I am bragging, let me state that while I can fit into my pre-pregger jeans, I still have a muffin top. (I seem to always forget to do ab exercises.)
What is this fancy diet called? I have dubbed it the “Toddler Diet”.
Prime example was the two Easter events we went to yesterday. The Easter Brunch at my parent’s house and the Easter Dinner at my husband’s brother’s house.
Brunch began with my plate piled high with crispy bacon, homemade french toast, quiche warm out of the oven, huge muffins and fruit. I ate two bites of the french toast and the rest was thrown away. Why? Because my toddler spent most of the brunch throwing sippy cups, tossing food, spilling milk, crying for some unknown object, pulling the tablecloth, grabbing spoons, knives and forks. The resulting: me missing my meal. Again.
Later that day, dinner began with warm turkey and gravy, sweet potatoes, fresh peas, applesauce and a soft homemade roll. I managed to eat some apple sauce and a slice of turkey. How did I manage to eat so much? <snort> Because my brother-in-law managed to distract my toddler for a few minutes so I could wolf down a couple of bites.
I did scarf down a Chocolate Mint Zone bar on the way home since it was, luckily, stashed in the diaper bag.
That is all I ate yesterday. So you can just imagine that after a few weeks of that, anyone could lose weight. I don’t recommend it. Yes, I have a husband who could, and should, help. He does, but since he is always starving, he needs to eat. If he doesn’t, then I have two cranky people on my hands and frankly, it is not worth the sacrifice. Thus, more often than not, I am on duty during meals, which means I don’t get to eat.
Is there hope in sight? From what I hear, yes. I just wish it would come soon because I would really like dessert.
What are some of your meal stories?