I don’t know why, but I had an urge to get on the scale this morning. I’m down two pounds. Normally a cause for cheer. Not a cause for worry, though. Pregnancy has created a new era. It’s the first time in my adult life that I haven’t either been binging or dieting. I eat when I’m hungry and stop eating when I feel full. I try to get in a few fruits and vegetables a day but otherwise eat what I want. I’m able to eat a cookie or two and feel satisfied. I don’t constantly think about the next meal. I don’t shovel junk into my mouth so fast that I barely taste it. The only food related worry I have is avoiding pregnancy no-nos and wondering if my baby is getting what it needs.
I’ve never been able to do this for myself.
Thankfully I’ve been able to do it for my baby.