I am starting to think everything in my life is somehow related to food. If I am not planning the menu for food, I am buying food. If I am not buying food, I am preparing food. If I am not preparing food, I am feeding someone food. If I am not feeding someone food, I am cleaning up whatever mess was made either preparing the food or from the person who ate the food. Even if everything is clean and everyone is fed I still don't get a break from food. This is when it is time to sit down with a cup of coffee and a muffin to feed myself (in order to ensure that I am able to make milk to feed the baby) while I make a list of all the food item I need to go out and buy so that I can maintain this whole ridiculous cycle!
The craziness does not stop there. I have to consider the collateral damage of food. Once the food has done it's duty to my has-been physique I spend more time and energy working out in hopes of somehow redistributing the lumps, bumps and unwanted extra so that I look sexy when we go out with friends to enjoy, what else, FOOD! And the list goes on...
Now I have to go put together my menu for this weeks so that I know what food I need to buy. At some point maybe I'll figure out how to stop the insanity. When I do, you, reader-mommy, will be the first to know.
Today I learned that just because she spit up her body weight in fluid less that 2 minutes ago does not mean she can't do it again right away!
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