Monday, February 04, 2013
Sunday was a rather hard day for me. I didn't overeat at all and I tracked my food but it was hard anyways. February 3rd was the day of my son's birth and since he died I find his birthday the hardest next to the day that he was killed. I didn't let my mood affect my food intake and for that i am proud. My son would also be very proud of me because I am finally looking after myself instead of always looking after everyone else first. I do this in part in remembrance of him but I also do it for me. My grandchildren need their grandma around to help with keeping his memory alive for them.
So I have to say bye bye bad Sunday and here's to one more day on the road to my goal. WOOOHOOOO!