My name is Annie. I am a compulsive overeater.
And I am not having an easy time overcoming that right now.
Yesterday was really hard for me. It was hard for him, too. Little Man was in a lot of pain, he had a fever, and he did not want to drink anything. I spent the day cuddling him and praying that he would begin to feel better. And when he napped, I found myself in the kitchen, rooting through the fridge and cabinets for something—ANYTHING!—to eat. And I can’t say what I stuffed my mouth with was particularly healthy. In fact, I’d have to say it was all particularly Unhealthy, as I found my husband’s “secret stash” of sweet and salty snacks.
Little Man is still feeling icky but not as bad as yesterday. Hopefully that will help me to keep on track as well.