Still up...

It's after 10pm and I'm still awake.  Why?  If only I could answer that.  Matthew is in bed sound asleep.  I was in bed too, ready to go to sleep.  Then my legs started twitching... and the heartburn started... and I had to go to the bathroom (for the 3rd time in 20 minutes).  I got up and took a unisom, and now here I sit, waiting for it to lull me to sleep.  I also had a few bites of the trial birthday cake I made for Brielle.  We are starting a sugar fast again tomorrow, so the rest will go into the garbage, and I just NEEDED another bite.  Or two.  Ok ok, ten. 

Going on a sugar fast is always tough.  My body craves sugar.  Sugar is good.  It makes tea and cocoa and all sorts of things so yummy.  However, when I catch myself putting 2 T (yes, tablespoons) into a cup of tea it is definitely time for another sugar fast.  I'll probably be cranky for the next day or two, but after that I'll feel great.  I know that.  Naturally sweet foods, like apples, will start to taste like dessert.  Not quite the same as enjoying a piece of cake, but you get the idea.  Matthew calls sugar 'Poor Man's Crack' and he's right.  It's addictive.  He is giving up something just as challenging though.  After going through a container of coffee (supposedly containing 120 servings) in 3 weeks, he decided to quit drinking it.  He doesn't like depending on it and how it makes him feel to get through his morning or feel productive.  He hates that lately if he doesn't have some he gets a headache.  So if he's giving that up, I can surely give up sugar for a couple weeks.  We'll end the fast on Brielle's birthday.  There is a bottle of sparkling grape juice in the cupboard that she is going crazy waiting to open... and there's no way she's going to forfeit having her cake.  :)   

Anyway, this has turned out quite long and I'm finally starting to feel like my eyelids are getting heavy.  Time for bed.  Sleep well!