We interrupt your regularly scheduled program...

Since this morning's blog was technically meant to be done last night I need to put out another blog tonight. I was unable to blog last night because of my interruption.

I decided to take a brief break from my diet for a special occasion today. But with this diet I can not just cheat for a day and be done. I must stop the hhcg and stay with the very low calorie diet for 2 days. Then I must eat based on the phase 3 protocol for one day. And then I can take a diet break...an interruption. When I am done with my break I just start back up with the hhcg and very low calorie diet. Simple enough.

I thought the 2 no hhcg days would be tough. And they were. I am not sure if it was because I am hungry or if I was just anticipating eating. I wanted food! Yum! Cheese! I wanted food. So Friday arrived and I ate. I had eggs and cheese for breakfast. It wasn't as good as I anticipated. So I looked forward to lunch. Taco salad at my favorite Mexican place. I wouldn't eat the shell but I could have the rest. Beef, beans, lettuce, tomato, cheese and sour cream. Yum.

I didn't eat it all. I got full. Oh that never happened before. I guess my stomach has shrunk. So I stopped. But apparently I didn't stop soon enough. Or maybe I just wasn't use to beans anymore. My belly hurt. I leaned back in my chair to elongate my body. My hope was that it would make my belly stretch. But it is hard to sit with my body arched backward and still try to reach the keyboard to type a legal document. The only thing that was going to help was ... time. I had eaten too much.

By the time I arrived at daycare to watch Ladybug's first dance recital I was beginning to feel better. So good in fact, I decided to take her out for ice cream. Ice cream is definitely not on phase 3. And one would think I had learned my lesson. But no. I took her out for ice cream and got some for myself. Key lime with coconut, bananas, and pineapple. Yum! And then I spent the rest of the evening wishing that death would come. I stretched out on my bed with my hands stretched above my head. It didn't help. At all. So I waited for morning to arrive and hoped I felt better.

I woke up this morning with an upset stomach but feeling sooooooo much better. And I had learned my lesson. Really! Physical pain can actually be a good teacher. I had actually taken this interruption for today. And I don't want to eat now that it has arrived. I went to the function. I nibbled. I tasted. But I did not pig out. Can you believe that I am looking forward to tomorrow arriving. Hhcg and starvation!! Looking forward to it.

Ladybug pigged out! Every time I turned around she was stuffing something else in her mouth. Hot dog. Juice. Hamburger. Coke (oh who allowed that??). Fruit. More fruit. Coffee (What?). More fruit. Ice cream. Water. People might begin to think I never feed the girl. She came to me and told me, "Mama, my belly hurts." I bet! And I wanted to tell her that is how I felt when she jumped on me last night. And when we arrived home she asked if I would make her something to eat. NO! Apparently she did not learn this lesson yet.

Just for the record... I have officially lost 15.4 pounds. And I am motivated to shed a few more. Partly because of the eating episodes. And partly because tonight while I squeezed into the tub for a detox bath I swear I did not feel as much like a sardine as I did last week. 15 down...129 to go. I say casually....

Mean Mama