Milestone Achieved!

So last February I blithely commented that I really needed to lose 10kg.  I said it lightly, with no conviction that I would actually be able to do it....
It seemed an insummountable mountain of a goal.
I've never achieved anything like that kind of weight loss before... of course I had also never been so large before.
And today .... Four months later...
I have lost 10kg.
This week three different people at work stopped in their tracks and commented on how much weight I had lost. It feels gooooooood.

ouch

So I know that I am no opera singer...
And I was mucking around and being a bit silly...
But it was somewhat humbling when I paused in my singing in the shower this morning to hear the angel, standing at the bathroom door, asking
"mummy are you alright?  mummy sick?"
Sigh...

let them eat carrots

Its been a rough parenting day... After being sick for a week and fussed over, its "I rule the world" week in the angel's opinion...
Its a good thing that it was lightened signficantly by one of the frequent but random moments of extreme cuteness that make me burst into spontaneous joyous laughter...
This one I have remembered to save for prosperity...
Today we lost the treasured  bed bunny at school.  Luckily I have two...but it was with concern that I asked the angel repeatedly to help me look for bunny, and eventually we gave up and left for home.
Half way home her little voice pipes up "mummy, where is bunny?"
"I don't know, we couldn't find him at school"
"mummy where is bunny?"
"I don't know, he's lost"
"mummy, where's bunny?"
"Sweetie.... (sigh) I don't know where bunny is..."
"Mummy, bunny's gone to buy carrots".

These are the moments...

hungry hungry hungry

so its week three of twelve.
and I am hungry.
Its cold...
My body wants filling yummy rich tasty food
my body wants to fill up for the winter months
my body wants to stockpile fuel
my mouth wants to eat and eat and eat
my mind argues...
"just give in to it" the inner labrador rebel calls to me...
"stick with it! you can do it" the inner cheer leader counters...
"baaaaaaaah" the inner grump shouts "I bloody want chocolate, is that a crime??"
"you know you will regret it when you stand on the scales" the inner nag directs
"one day won't hurt" whines the inner manipulator
"one day becomes many days all too easily" says the voice of experience...
no wonder it feels exhausting in here!