14 ways of tearing up the past.

Today was better than yesterday. For a moment I thought it wouldn’t be. I woke up at 5:30. The babe was all latchy. I ended up giving up on sleep around 7:30. But then my husband–my most amazing and glorious husband–played with the baby and I got to clean! Unbridled and unattached for over an hour!! I got so much accomplished, I could cry.

The rest of the day was decent. I was slacking in patience with my son. This happens sometimes, I guess.

I woke up super thirsty. I didn’t drink enough yesterday. I drank a bunch today. Didn’t eat as much. I don’t mind the ebb and flow.

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1106 calories 11 fiber

Sleep now. I’m very tired. And tomorrow I have a brunch!

There’s no place like seven.

Today’s been a weird crap day. Crap day just because my head’s on sorta sideways mentally. I just can’t shake the say. And my little one has been so fussy all week. It’s just breaking me down.

Breakfast this morning was really really good tho. A special weekend treat.

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Fried egg and bacon sandwich on 90 second bread.

90 Second Bread

1 egg
3T almond flour
1/4 tsp baking powder
1 1/4 tsp butter, melted

Mix all ingredients
Microwave 90 seconds.
Toast on a dry pan.

I cooked mine in a 5×7 glass Pyrex and then cut it in half after browning it. It was perfect.

My right leg was sore. This has happened a lot in the past, but I don’t know if it’s magnesium or not. It never seemed to help.

My macros were good today. I ended up having a half of a banana tonight. I think I need more banana and I just need to wrap my head around being closer to 30 carbs daily.

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1451 calories 7 carbs

Sleep now. I’m sorry tired and not able to get a good night’s sleep.

The goings on.

Last night I felt so amazing. And that amazingness caused a lack of tired. So I didn’t go to sleep til after midnight, which I was thinking would be fine because my little one would let me sleep til 8ish probably.

But no. He was up most of the night and my nipples feel like razor blades and I wonder what I ate that he didn’t like and worry that I didn’t eat enough. And I remember this happening back in September when I tried to do the Whole30 when he was just two months old. But I was hoping this would be less everything because he’s six months old now.

And it could have been a one time thing. Or a broccoli thing. But it still feels a bit discouraging. So from now on I’ll go back to limiting cruciferous vegetables and I’ll up my calories, even tho I’m rarely hungry for much above 1200 when I eat this way. And I’ll be more gentle with myself and with the babe. This doesn’t stop my journey or even pause it. It merely tweaks it.

I’m gonna go sleep for a half hour while he’s sleeping…before the big munchkins wake up and need me to be motherly.