The first ten days were easier than I thought they would be. I think I was so excited, motivated and grossed out from all the treats I'd been enjoying that it didn't phase me. It is Sunday evening and I actually asked Brian for a pep talk tonight. At least I know the root of the problem: stress and exhaustion. You see, Brian has been gone all weekend on his well deserved yurt ski trip with friends. The kids were well behaved and we had a fun weekend, but I just don't sleep as well without Brian by my side. In fact, I stay up too late even knowing I'm the one on 5am duty. So between less sleep and Otto almost losing a finger in a door this evening it was all too easy to suggest to myself that I deserved a food reward.
I find it incredibly helpful to say out loud what is troubling you. Often we walk around harboring a worry or stress that festers. The moment it is spoken, it is set free. I find this to be common when a woman is in labor. If a woman is not progressing it can be enormously helpful to get her talking. I once had a client who hadn't progressed in 12 hours say to her unborn baby, "I am sorry I sent you away (previous abortion). No wonder you are afraid. I promise it is safe now for you to come. Your Mom and Dad can't wait to meet you." One hour later she pushed out a healthy baby boy. So tonight I admitted to Brian that I was struggling with sugar cravings. His no-nonsense reply set me free. He told me to get a cup of applesauce and go to bed. Thanks honey.
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