So I have to admit something.... I'm scared. Of what, you ask? The cookie cake I was having nightly.
You see I quit having it about a month ago. Why? Well, I wanted to have something different one night and for some crazy reason I thought that even though my dietitian told me I wasn't gaining weight by having it that I really was... silly, I know. I was doing so good with it. But I don't have it one night and then that carries over into every night of the entire month. I have it, ready and waiting in portions in the fridge, and think about it every time I gaze in there, but do I do anything about it? NOOOOO!
All I know to do is pray, put on my big girl panties and do it a couple times and see that I will survive. Please pray with me as I try and conquer this fear that I desperately want overcome.