Keeping on keeping on (as they say). Early(ish) night last night: 9:20pm, and sticking to low carb. I haven't been tempted to deviate, actually - apart from the odd "ooh that would be nice" thought about random carb-y things - but easy enough to dismiss. This is lovely, but I'm impatient! I now wish I'd weighed at the beginning (although it would have been scary). I decided early on to just go with how my clothes are fitting (I find weighting can be "triggering" for me sometimes) - but I don't feel any different. It's two weeks today since I started this woe, and if I'm honest, I think my tummy bloat has gone down quite a bit, and my face looks less puffy. This is great - and actually feeling more balanced generally is lovely - but it's amazing how quickly you forget how rubbish you were feeling, and the toddler inside you starts demanding "everything!" "now!" - ie by rights I should wake up one morning slim. Why hasn't it happened yet, dammit?!
Scared I'm eating too many calories - but I'm tracking in mfp and it's not out of control. I'm more interested in finding out what my natural appetite gives me, calorie-wise. I don't want to be counting calories for the rest of my life. I'm adding things into mfp after I've eaten them. The main thing I'm being careful about is carbs.