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Whole30 - Day 6

Ok. So we're following the rules and we're almost at a week now. I thought for sure we'd be climbing the walls by now. I mean, making sure we're eating organically and cooking every day for every meal is exhausting but I still FEEL just fine. I'm not craving sugar. It sounds good, don't get me wrong. Someone at work today mentioned a Snickers bar and my heart skipped a beat. I don't want to look a gift horse in the mouth but...are we doing this right? This is the question Husband just asked me which makes me think he's feeling alright too.

Day 6

How the book says I'll feel: "I just want a nap." We're supposed to be super dooper tired for the next few days as our bodies learn to use the nutrients we're giving it for energy rather than relying on sugar and crap.

How I actually feel: See above. Seriously.

I woke up hungry. And alone. Husband is still not sleeping (maybe this is his side effect) He says to me over coffee, "I can't turn my mind off." I feel terrible. I slept great.

Breakfast was an organic scramble made by Husband. Delicious. Like clockwork, I had hunger pangs around 11. Popped a few almonds and made it to lunch.

My frittata was still waiting for me and I devoured it, some greens and a clementine. I was so hungry. It was so good.

For dinner, I followed a recipe I found online for organic roasted chicken. We skinned it which took forever, rubbed it with some olive oil and  S&P, shoved a few sprigs of rosemary and a lemon up it's tookus and roasted it in the oven with veggies. It was sooooooo good. How good you ask?

My 5 year old, "Who made dinner tonight?"

Me: "I did."

My 5 year old: (mouth full) "Good job, Mama."

Husband says: Restless sleep. I think this thing has super charged my brain and I can't tell it to shut up. We haven't really experienced the "downs" the book says we will yet. So will we experience the ups? And I still want ice cream.The DQ commercials are speaking to me.

Bonus: Used all bones from the roasted chicken tonight and threw 'em in the crocker with veggies and spices. We should have homemade broth in the morning. Also made Whole30 hollandaise. Tastes good but the consistency was off.

Note: The book tell you at the end of the recipe that the Hollandaise is only good fresh. So, we may have a hollandaise-like sludge for tomorrow. Live and learn.

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