When stressed, eat.
Old habits die hard.
I cannot be bothered with the diet thing when my Charlie boy is so sick.
I truly do not have time to think about it.
I launch from one hour to the next, juggling girls, drop offs, hospitals, phone calls and husbands. Food is the last thing on my mind.
So when the day finally calms, when I can finally retreat, I realise I am utterly starving. And remember that I can be nurtered by breakfast cereal and full cream milk, as well as maybe a can of Pringles and maybe also a couple of chocolate Brunch bars?
Do not want to think about it.
At least I am honest on here.
Blerk to it all.
Although my beautiful friend "Badele" did give me a copy of Hypnodiet by Susan Hepburn when she came to see us at WCH today,so maybe I should just go to bed with that instead of the Pringles. Dunno.