The Daniel Fast started last night at 5pm. I hadn't done any shopping yet, so for dinner I had quinoa and black beans. It really wasn't too bad, but the biggest struggle for me was the loneliness.

Hieu, for his own reasons, decided not to participate in the fast. Hieu decided to eat leftovers, but did not eat until late last night. So I ate my first ( Read more... )

Its been one week since I started my sugar fast. It hasn't been easy, but I've made it through an entire week! I did accidentally goof up on Saturday, while eating dim sum with my in-laws. Hieu ordered thai ice tea and I took a few sips. As soon as I took them, I remembered that I'm fasting sugar and I just gulped a bunch. But, I was able to move ( Read more... )

I'm hurting for some chocolate cake. I really, really want chocolate.

I think there's an emotional trigger going on today. I got REALLY upset at Hieu last night, when he walked away from Brian in the bathtub to go find something. He thought it was okay because he was literally gone a second (or two), but I think that even one second is never ok for ( Read more... )

I have come to the conclusion that I am a sugar addict. Probably not physically addicted, but emotionally, psychologically addicted. I can't walk by a piece of cake without suddenly needing it. If I see sugar and don't get it right away, I dream and crave sugar until I've gotten it. Ask Hieu how many times my last words before drifting off to sleep ( Read more... )

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I cannot begin to fathom the agony of losing a child.

These last couple days have been really hard. A little over a week ago, my best friend in Colorado developed pre-eclampsia that developed into HELLP syndrome. She was just 30 weeks along with her little boy, but it's an extremely dangerous condition, and the only thing that can be done is to ( Read more... )

I have an addiction. 

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The light on my ceiling. I lay him on my bed and he stares at it, smiling, waving his arms and kicking his legs and often talking to it. He loves it more than his play gym. More than any stimulating baby gadget we have.

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