No Excuses, I Gave in

Today, I had a great day, full of energy, positivity, and peace. I was home doing homework, feeling fabulous that I could get it done without interruption before the hubby and little one arrived home. I was just about done, when at 6:02 pm, my phone rang. It was my son's preschool calling to say that no one had picked him up. I drop off. Hubby picks up. Hubby said he had a workshop today that would last until 5. We have to pick up from preschool by 6. Hubby works about 15 minutes from the preschool. Things weren't adding up. I told the administrator who was there with my 2 year old in her office that I would call my husband to see what was up. I called, no answer, so I jumped in my car, not knowing what else to do. I continued to call hubby only to hear his phone ring and ring and ring and then eventually go to voice mail.

My stress level was rising. My husband is very responsible, so of course all kinds of things started running through my mind, which I should not let happen. I started to confess these words out loud "I reject that thought. That is not based on fact, and I thank you Lord Jesus that you will never leave me or forsake me. That is your promise to me." I learned that a few years ago, and I try to say it aloud when I start to feel anxious or worried about something. When I finally talked to my husband, I was less than 5 minutes from the daycare, and hubby was talking as if everything was cool. In fact, he was asking if I would iron his shirt for church. I informed him that I was not at home and the reason. I was not in the best of moods.

When I got here, hubby and little one were also arriving. My little one was crying and asking for food. It took some time to prepare, meanwhile I gave him a muffin that I'd prepared last night. He has multiple food allergies, but these didn't contain any wheat, milk, soy, or peanuts. They did contain egg, but I'd read that egg baked into something was okay. I double checked this with his pediatrician, and she said that was correct. I have a science background, and the reasons for this made logical scientific sense to me. Sigh... but my son spent the next 20-30 minutes upchucking off and on. :( So, the "baked in" rule doesn't apply to my son, not yet anyway. Most little ones outgrow food allergies, praying to God he will.

I know this is getting long, but this is more for me than for you. You know bloggers blog as an outlet sometimes too, right?

So we went through several towels, stripped the tot down, and he fell asleep. I put him in our bed, and ended up having to move him to his bed while I took the sheets off our bed, because he got sick again in our bed.

Then I got an email from a frustrated customer saying I'd sent her the wrong product. I make mistakes sometimes, but I sure hate to disappoint people.

I was 0% hungry, but still looking for comfort food. So I turned to my girl Chocolate Covered Katie and I made a batch of her flourless chocolate chip cookies. I did half of them with no chocolate chips so the little tyke can have them (no wheat, milk, peanuts, soy OR EGGS y'all)! So I categorized this as a "controlled" bout of emotional eating. But make no mistake, it was indeed emotional. But in all seriousness, if you're going to indulge, try to find something that isn't so horrible like these cookies. The main ingredient is oatmeal, but they're absolutely wonderful. (click here for Pinterest link). And I must say that after I ate them, I felt a sense of relief and comfort. If there is a such thing as a sugar high or chocolate high, then I had it.

In a perfect world, I would have drank a tall glass of water and called it a day. You win some, you lose some. I'll try to be more "hardcore" in the future. And speaking of future, if you're reading this somewhere down the line and you've seen all of my fabulous "after" photos, please know that I didn't get through this journey without moments like this.

Bless You,
Jorien