Now That I Think About It..

I ate WW brownies last week. I ate chocolate bars last week. I did not work out as much as I could have last week because I was feeling ill. 1.5 pounds is a defnite victory.

I am so tired. I am trying to keep my kid in his own bed and it is exhausting. I know that it is my own fault. I could never let him cry it out, so now he needs help going to sleep. I don't really regret that decision though. Still, he wakes up a couple of times a night and needs help going back to sleep. Ugh.

I feel somewhat happy. I love to exercise and I am going to do that today, I feel more attractive than I have since my first trimester and the desire to binge has receded. My depression has receded as well. I wonder why.