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Don’t Take A Pregnant Woman’s Chocolate!

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Look, don’t be fooled by the title, this is about a lapse in judgement for me and how sugar ruined my day.
The Sunday after Valentine’s Day I was home with the family having what seemed to be a perfectly normal Sunday afternoon. My wife made us a healthy lunch and less than an hour later I walked into the kitchen to relieve her from our crying one and two year olds who were [like usual] tugging on her leg, and without thinking twice, I snatched a mini Reeses off of the table. I unwrapped it, popped it in my mouth, and started chomping. I turned to my wife, rolled my eyes and said “wow, these taste better than I remember”.
Then…it got bad. The last thing my 8 months pregnant wife wanted was for me to keep eating her chocolate, but I went rogue from my normal eating habits and crushed another 4-6 of them, plus some jelly beans from my oldest daughter’s Valentine’s bag. The whole time I was thinking – it’s cool, I’ve been on a good routine, I deserve it.
Well, what happened next was what I often forget when I gorge on something I shouldn’t – PUKE EVERYWHERE!
Just kidding, I’m no pansy, I can take some chocolate to the head just fine.
No, in all reality, what happened was worse than just polishing off my wife’s candy, I had a sugar crash like you wouldn’t believe. I sat on the couch, had no motivation to help with the girls, no motivation to assist Johnna with cleaning (not like i normally do, but this was worse than normal) and I lethargically made up an excuse why I couldn’t play Barbies with my oldest daughter, Lola. Although, I don’t think the Barbie playing denial was all sugar talking, a grown man can only put in so much Barbie time 🙂
That night we were sitting at dinner and Johnna asked me what was wrong with me, I told her I thought it was the sugar. I wish I could say after that it was a happy ending and I perked back up, but I just couldn’t get past the sugar crash and so I ended the night ignoring everyone and going upstairs to be unsocial and do what I wanted.
The reason I want to share this with you all is because I had forgotten the actual hormonal effects that sugar has on my body and my lack of a desire to hang with my girls because of it was disturbing.
If I sound crazy and extreme here because sugar is a pretty normal part of your routine, it’s because you cannot yet differentiate it to see the huge impact it’s making on your mind and body. I have been doing pretty well lately with clean eating and exercise, so this one relapse slapped me in the face.
If you’ve ever noticed sugar have this effect on you, how did you combat it?
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