That's how many business days I have left as a working girl! The time is flying by and I still have sooo much left to accomplish. That's okay. I can handle it.
Now for the diet blah stuff: YesterDAY was wonderfully OP, but the evening proved to be a problem. Jeremy wanted pizza, and since he had an almost migraine all day I caved and picked up a Little Ceasar's then remembered that my nephew's birthday party started at 6:00. So I ate pizza thinking that I wouldn't eat anything else, then went to the party and ate roast, mac & cheese, and baked beans. Oh, and cake and ice cream. Then I came home and ate some fig nutens. (or however they're spelled) WHY? I have no idea why. Because it was THERE. It's all so shameful and sad. I'm really going to mull over it today and try to figure out what my deal is. I mean, I want to at least be at my smallest pronto, and I want my new denim trousers to fit me well again, and I don't want for these pants that I'm wearing to fit so well, but after 5 pm I'm not doing anything about it. I think I'm going to set up some sort of time law. Like after 7 I can't eat anything, period. That seems a little tough, though. I'm just frustrated with myself this morning.
However, one good thing about the party was that I got to see the ultrasounds of the peanut that I call Mandy, Jr. It made me so happy, and I totally faked that I could tell what every thing was. :o) Her new due date is July 15, so at least she'll have him/her before it gets too hot. Hopefully I won't be that lucky! :o)
I would like to ask for ya'll to pray for her, though. This baby was a total miracle to begin with because she had been told for years that she probably wouldn't be able to have children. She only has one functioning ovary and she has endometriosis. The OBGYN himself said that God must have just wanted her to have a baby. (It was finding all this out that made me snap out of my selfish fit and get excited for them...) But yesterday during the ultrasound they found a big cyst on her ovary. The doctor said that they usually go away on their own, so I'm not super worried about it. I just don't want Cyrena worried. I know I would be if it were me and my baby. I just know that God is going to protect this child, and my prayer is that He gives them peace. They're so young, and they have so many things going against them.
So, thank-you for your prayers. I know in my heart of hearts that it changes things!
I hope you have a wonderfully OP day!!