It was my son's 6th birthday on Saturday; we went out for the day and I had a slice of chocolate cake for lunch. That evening we'd promised him Dominos for dinner as a treat and I scoffed a huge 'Meltdown The Revenge' (very hot BTW). Ok, I could have recovered from that one but yesterday it was like someone had taken the brakes off. The day started well enough with my usual museli with yogurt but then there was a slice of pizza left which I had to tide me over, as it'd be ages until lunch. It was his party on Sunday and I of course helped myself to bits of party food, chocolate bites etc. There was a load of party food left and that went home with us. Stopped in at his Grandma's house and had a slice of birthday cake, and a fairy cake or two while we watched the football and played in the garden. Then chicken dippers and pizza. And before I went to bed I ate the contents of a couple of party bags that were left over from a couple of no-shows.
I felt physically sick when I went to bed, I'm obviously not used to eating that volume or type of food any more...
Roll on a new week...
I felt physically sick when I went to bed, I'm obviously not used to eating that volume or type of food any more...
Roll on a new week...