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Whole30 - Day 15

Day 15

AKA I have fewer days ahead of me than behind me now.Woo hoo!! If I stop and think about it, I really can't believe how much my diet has changed in these last two weeks. And, more impressively, that I'm still alive. :)

How the book says I'll feel: This is supposed to be the last day of our wild cravings. Time will tell.

How I acually feel: Knowing that I'd be battling cravings today, I decided to stay busy. Not hard when you're preparing the house for your Mother-in-law's visit. So I was a cleaning fool. And then the kid and I decided to hit the pool for some fun. It seemed to work pretty well.

Breakfast? You guessed it. Eggs.

For lunch, I made another BLT salad for me and my daughter. She loved it! Anything with bacon, right? But she was actually most excited that the "matoes" and lettuce were from our garden. I was too, to be honest.

Yum!


Spaghetti and meatballs was requested for dinner. My first thought when I heard this was parmesan cheese and garlic bread. Oh God....
I abstained though. Instead, we had spaghetti squash with a paleo marinara and organic meatballs. All very good. And very filling.

A lot of people have been asking me how my 5-year-old is doing with our new eating habits. I'm happy to report that she's doing great. She still gets the occassional treat, of course. But before we started, we had a very long conversation about healthy treats and how we were going to cut down on sugar. She was upset hearing this but it hasn't been much of an issue. And she's been asking more and more for "healthy treats" instead of cookies and chips. No one has eaten a potato chip in this house in 15 days. So crazy.

Husband says: Want my "tiger blood." (the next phase) I only have kitten blood.


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