Wishing that calories were like rollover minutes...

Yesterday I shocked myself finding that I had only eaten a whopping 731 calories...yes that's right for the WHOLE day. I suppose that is what will happen to you when 50% of your day is fueled by black beauty (aka coffee). Granted my black beauty is really more like a paint...loves me some fat free vanilla creamer.

So today I got up with a better plan. I need to actually eat my calories or this poor body of mine will never know when food is coming and will hold every last precious piece of fat like it will be its last. It's too bad that my brain can't just relay the message to the cells that food will come yet again and that all of this hoarding is really just a waste. But alas, that is not how it works. Mother Nature can be one cruel B.

I feel pretty well overall about the choices today, but I have to admit that seeing 1,415 causes a mild fit of panic. Now rationally I realize that this is completely unjustified. 1400's as far as calories go is still very little compared to what the average person eats. I just wish that I could take my leftover 700 calories from yesterday and get to enjoy them today without repercussion. You know like a rollover plan. I want my fat cells to say hey....these were all leftover from the same month and we just need to equally distribute the calories instead of causing a nasty fat overage on my humps, my lovely lady lumps ;).

On a completely different and much more challenging topic; today was hellacious mentally. My poor son is sick because well as a mother I teach that sharing is caring and passed along my lovely Christmas cold. I could see the congestion behind his beautiful baby blues and he just could not seem to stop coughing. Now any person out there with a child under the age of 2 knows what a pain in the arse it is to find any sort of medical relief for even the most simple things due to FDA regulations. I'm all for the safety of the child...but I am sad that because some do not follow recommended dosing children of that age just have to slug through whatever illnesses come their way. Thankfully I have one big boy and at 35 + inches tall and 32 lbs I can give him Tylenol and did manage to find a homeopathic cough/cold syrup. Thank God for small miracles. Even with these small miracles today was one bout after another with mini meltdowns and phlegm filled coughs.

Because he is so congested, we had very very limited sleep last night and even less of it during the day. Both of us were wearing thin when finally Mr. Sandman graced us with his presence and now little B is sleeping to the rhythmic sounds of steam whooshing from the humidifier. I am at this moment resisting the urge to ease my frazzled mind with a fantastic bottle of Pinot, knowing that I don't have enough calories left for the day and I don't want to feel worse about this day that I am currently. I do think however that I saved myself enough room for a nice hot cup of cocoa or perhaps a few delectable Hershey's Kisses (just one more reason I can't choose between kisses or hugs lol).

All in all another successful day...day 3; putting us at 1 yr, 1 month and 14 (almost 13) days to go