I was asked last night if I am pregnant. Oh Gawd. I'm not am I? Don't see how. I think you are supposed to have sex to do that and I keep Mr Smith on rather short rations these days. So mean. Well, I am too fat. I have to reduce this stomach, today, now. Waddle waddle, I swam yesterday. Well done me. I might eat very little today. I know I will finish the cake because I will. No biscuits, no bread, no diet coke, no chocolate, no cheese. I should be able to manage that.
It's odd but since giving up bread and now biscuits and dc, my weight has increased. Perhaps I should look at what I am eating rather than what I am not. Shall I get a pregnancy test?
It's odd but since giving up bread and now biscuits and dc, my weight has increased. Perhaps I should look at what I am eating rather than what I am not. Shall I get a pregnancy test?
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