Yesterday was crazy. If my husband weren’t passed out in exhaustion, he would nod his head vehemently in agreement. I woke up late, and the girls did their rising and shining painfully early. As a result they weren’t really shining. Their bulbs were in fact out. For this momma early mornings are a key block of time for alone productivity, and that was now shot. Sometimes it’s hard to recover.
All that being said, this day was headed for disaster. Not only were the girls’ bulbs out, but they were now hangry. I was all discombobulated and had forgotten about a dental appointment. This left Matt readjusting since he needed to be home to watch the girls. To make matters worse I went in for my appointment an hour early because I had gotten the time wrong. I came home, broke the news, and after about a half hour went back to the dentist.
Thankfully my appointment was uneventful and thankfully Matt survived at home. By the time I returned the girls were shining. They love their daddy and relish having him to themselves.
Later in the afternoon, when I sat down to write and recoup from the crazy, I realized I had been on Plexus for exactly two weeks. (No idea what I’m talking about? Check out last weeks post HERE). I was also perplexed because for the first time in a week I could have eaten everything in the house. It perplexed me because I had not been tempted until today to have my usual stress snack fest. I was so excited on that score but what on earth was wrong with today? Then it hit me. My unopened slim packet was sitting there on the counter looking up at me. I had forgotten my pink drink!
So what is this pink drink? Most people think its just some weight loss tool and that makes them skeptical. That is indeed often a result, but there’s just so much more to it. I’ll be fleshing this out more as I write. For me weight loss isn’t exactly part of the natural trajectory because I’m pregnant. I do have to be careful though. I got that lovely talk from the midwife about keeping the weight gain on the lower end of the scale this pregnancy. Oye.
It has taken me a long time to circle the wagon, but thanks for bearing with me. Today was a small victory. Being a stay at home mom is a job I wouldn’t trade for anything, but lets face it – its rough sometimes. Sometimes a day of meltdowns can easily turn that serving of sanity Raisinets into the whole box. Sometimes getting out of bed feels like you’re Sam and Frodo on the Mount Doom homestretch.
Yesterday was indeed crazy and a lot went wrong, but its only been two weeks and I already notice a difference in my body thanks to Plexus. It’s much easier to exercise and care when you don’t feel like sludge. Days are easier when you don’t feel like you’ll die if a nap doesn’t happen. It’s easier when I am much less tempted to eat off the stress. With the pink drink I feel like I have some serious help in my corner. Can you relate? Do you need some help? Talk to me.
We’re all in this together. Happy Thursday Y’all! Friday is coming!