This morning I was tired.. of eating eggs... of feeling uncomfortable.... of sleeping hugging a pillow... I want carbs and sugar and a flat tummy. The dishes were piled high and the house still is not put together. In about six weeks Lila will be here. Can you ever be ready? I want someone to come over and find a place for all the small stuff I still haven't put away. I can enjoy cleaning I just hate picking up...
Then my beautiful mom called. I burst into tears as soon as I hear her voice. I want a hug from her now. But 1500 is too far away for a hug. But the next best thing, she kept me laughing for the next hour. It made me feel better, and makes me miss my family so much more. I need to call my grandmother. I miss her more then words can say and I should call her more often.
I went to the doctor and picked up a blood sugar monitor (I am lost on the real name of the device) For the next six weeks I will be poking a finger four times a day. Thats not so bad... but what goes along with poking that finger is not eating the food I love. No fruits (minus lemons, limes, and apples) no bread, no pasta, even some veggies are a no go. Luckily when Lila is here I can eat whatever I want. I am a pretty healthy eater but I do have a sweet tooth, but I dont sit around all day eating chips and candy and drinking soda. My hips hurt...
Now looking out the window, my favorite light of the day has arrived so I will go and enjoy it before it is dark.
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