I can't type with my mouth full.

Time flies by when you are eating. I made the whole ten days. Last Wednesday was the last day. I actually ate supper than night. I had to start eating again. And haven't stopped since.

But, yes, the cleanse does rock. Once it is complete. I feel wonderful. And it is true what I read: you can run so much better after the fact. Uh-huh. I shaved 2+ minutes off of my #_ minute mile I was running. Just by doing the cleanse. Wowzers. I needed that. Obviously. Soon I'll be running along side my husband. *happy sigh* That would be fun.

Gotta go enjoy my summer. Hope you are doing the same...

Precious breath

Yesterday tore me up. Although you'd expect to feel only tremendous relief and happiness in a situation like that... Well, I didn't. It was just too close for comfort. But I realized something that made me feel a whole lot better. I'm not the only one watching over my kids. And what happened was meant to happen the way it did. It doesn't pay to beat myself up with the "what ifs?". Because the outcome would have been the same. Either way. It makes me feel a lot better to remember that my babies have a guardian angel. Since we as parents cannot hover- nor would we want to- over them 24 hours a day. *sigh* I can breathe a little easier remembering that.

Good enough.

I may not be a good mother, but I'm good enough. (stolen from Ethiopifinn)
It's how I feel today. I redeemed myself for any parenting mistake I have made thus far. In my own mind, anywho.

I saved my Bizzizzy's life today.

She choked on a hotdog and started turning blue and limp. And I did it. I pulled through when she needed me the most. Despite the fact that my body was filled with a fear unlike any I have known. I'm still shaken by it.

But I feel like a good enough mom. And my babies are all still here, in one piece. That's good enough for me.

Whooo-eee!

Once you hit halfway, the days start flyin'.

*I feel f.a.n.t.a.s.t.i.c.!
*Lost ten pounds. Ten. As of last night.
*One can expect to gain half of it back when you start eating. Grrr. That was the last of my baby pounds.
*I feel Awesome!!
*So much energy and ambition.
*Not tired. Even though the baby decided 4 a.m. was as good a playtime as any.
*Clear mind. No fog.
*I like the lemonade.
*I might go extra days, if need be.
*I so want to eat healthier.
*Anything else?

Try it. You'll like it.
Two days left after today. Wow.

Better than halfway home.

And I know a better way to use my energy. By purchasing six gallons of paint. Way better than baking. I haven't been tempted to eat the paint. Not once.

In case you were wondering.

Tea, teeth and toxic breath.

Is it weird that I look forward to my laxative tea? Heh. I thought so.
I haven't craved coffee once. Strange.
Speaking of, my teeth look really white. I like it. So is my tongue. White, I mean.
Wonder if it is connected to the fact that I am suffering from Halitosis. Or rather, Zane is. An odd side effect. I don't like it. Zane really doesn't. I had an appt. to get the baby's brace adjusted today. Everytime I talked to the orthotist, I sort of turned my head to the side. To avoid killing him with my breath. Wonder what he thought? Heehee. It would have been worse to knock him over. He never would have been the same.
And where is this crazy ambition coming from? I wish I didn't want to bake all the time. It really makes me want to eat. I even baked bread today. That's not my usual forte.
Struggling from time to time with not eating, but I still haven't. Except the time I chewed the muffin and spit it out. And the bread, too. Is that legal? I'm a rebel.
When slumber meets my eyebulbs tonight, I'll be half way. It's about time.
For now, I'm going have some delicious lax tea. Mmmm. You can join me, if you want.

Ho-hum. Oh, hey! Ho-hos!

Mmm... I love food. It's sort of unbelievable that I have made it this far. Really, really unbelievable. I have for a few reasons.

1. I told you about it. It's a big reason I haven't quit.
2. Zane has never made it the full 10 days. That means I have to. For bragging rights.
3. I really do want to do this.
4. I've made it this far. It's almost halfway!
5. I can smell supper. I should go eat it. Oh, wait! I can't. Shoot. This isn't a reason to keep doing it. *sheepish*

But I have learned some things:
*don't.ever.make.chocolate.cupcakes. while you are doing this. period.
*even if you did just get your order in from Bakeitpretty.com and you just have to use those cute cupcake liners.
*it's self-inflicted torture. I came thisclose to quitting over them things.
*maybe I am more of a sweets person than a salty person. hmm...
*I should go eat some supper. I can smell it. Oh, wait...
*that's how it goes. a lot.
*if you go grocery shopping while you are doing the fast, you buy things like Easy Cheese.
*my kids are going to need to do the cleanse before I am done with mine. if I keep buying them that kind of food. what is it anyway? is it cheese? is it plastic? is it toothpaste? yellow toothpaste?
*I really, really love food. Amen.