"Your sweetness is my weakness, baby..." ~ The Good Girls
When I was pregnant with Q, I craved sweets like my iPhone craves reliable service. (Don't get me started on my intense loathing of AT&T. I would have to unleash my inner beast and that thing's not very attractive. Can I please have a conversation with my best friend that lasts over 5 minutes? Aargh! Okay, reining it in, reining it in.) Pre-pregnancy I would indulge in the occasional chocolate binge and sometimes pass on cake at parties. I had my sugar intake under control for the most part. But as soon as the nausea had subsided, my pregnant self wanted pastries, hot chocolate, ice cream, cookies, candy bars, pie ... you get the picture. I literally dreamed about going to the market for pastries and coming home with nothing in my bag except for veggies -- it was an anxiety dream of the worst kind.
It was easy to blame my new-found sugar addiction on the little person growing inside of me. I told myself everything would go back to normal after he was born. I would make more of an effort to eat fruit instead of, say, a hot fudge sundae covered in smashed brownie with a side of caramel sauce. So, sure, I made a bit of an effort. I was breastfeeding after all and didn't want Q to be on a permanent sugar rush (apparently only safe in utero according to my twisted logic ... is that why his head is so big?). But I should emphasize that it was the slightest bit of effort. My yearning for dessert never subsided. I told myself that it was okay to eat
Here I am 17+ months later, sweet tooth still going so strong that I'll likely need a root canal. Here am I with not a soul to take away my extra calories. Here I am so not bikini-ready. Here I am being so vain and probably thinking this song is about me.
Please help me to stay strong and avoid the temptation of all things sugary. Please help me to motivate and work out more than once or twice a week. Please let me be a good, healthy example for my son. (I don't know who I'm talking to right now -- let's just call this rhetorical begging.)