Sunday, October 13, 2013
Typically, I'd be beating myself up about now.
Old Me: "Gee I shouldn't have eaten an entire belgian waffle this morning at breakfast. If only I would have skipped that second snack. And then the glass of wine tonight??? What were you thinking? And I didn't work out! I might as well have ice cream and more wine..."
More centered version of me: "It's okay...I've been hungry today. I'm breastfeeding, so that's to be expected. I've acknowledged my hunger and eaten until I was no longer hungry...therefore I ate exactly enough. And my body needs rest."
Baby steps in the right direction...