I love brownies. cookies. chocolate malts. mud pie. cheesecake. lemon bars. strawberry short cake. pretty much anything that’s deliciously naughty and gooey..and lots of it please!
When, not if, I have an entire pan of brownies with mint chip cream, I was always able to “just work it off” the next day. was.
Welp, ladies..having a baby changes a few (butt, underbutt, boobs, tummy..) body parts. Particularly the way they look to the naked eye, in the mirror,in your clothes, out of your clothes, take it from me. The pan of brownies WILL show now. damn.
Makes me despise those people, you know who I’m talking about… “I’m just not really a sweets person..” or the worst, “I would just rather have broccoli than chocolate..” might have made that last person up, but I’m sure they exist. sick, sick people.
So this is it, my public confession of love for anything naughty and drizzled with chocolate. Inspired by my brother and my love for health and wellness, I am cutting out. Not completely, don’t worry! I’m cutting down to one dessert a week. For me, this is madness. Absolute madness. Starting today, I will have dessert on Saturday only.
I’m nervous. What will I do when I sleepwalk downstairs and have 2 fistfuls of Ghiradelli brownies?? Well, hopefully that happens on a Saturday.
Cheers to feeling well and honoring the body God has given me. Boom.
ps. I would rather have Reese 5,000 times than my old body back..just a disclaimer ; )