Jayda Girl

 

This is Jayda. She's 9 going on 20-sometimes. I'm her babysitter but sometimes she takes care of me. I feel guilty that Jayda feels that she needs to worry and take care of me after all isn't that my job? She knows and understands so much for a 5th grader (ugh why do my munchkins keep getting older!) it's amazing.

I picked Jayda up from camp and she had not eaten lunch yet so we went out. I had eaten breakfast maybe 2 hours before (an actual breakfast!) so I wasn't very hungry but Jayda was concerned and instead of ordering her FAVORITE hamburger she ordered fish and chips (knowing I don't eat meat) for us to share. And how could I not eat after that? Of course It was screaming at me because I had already failed by eating a decent 200cal breakfast and now I was going to eat fried foods! But a fear of disappointing had contributed to this mess in the first place and I was not about to let myself disappoint Jayda. I ate, it wasn't easy between It telling me to stop and Jayda telling me to keep going I thought I was going a little crazy. But I did it, it wasn't a lot (Jayda: you ate one piece of fish and like, 3 fries! (It was more but whatever)) it was hard but I did it. For Jayda and all of my sweet munchkins and their parents who love me so much and want me to win and beat this. I will do it because I have them.