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I want chocolates!

Last April 2, we found out that my blood sugar is at level 3. I was shocked and scared. I don't want to have gestational diabetes! Then, when they measured dawter A, she was 200g bigger than her ate at six months. Wahhhh! (Pahirapan na naman to sa paglelabor!)

The thing is last March, I pigged out on sweets. Name it, I think I ate it. From bars and bars of chocolates, pints of ice cream, countless turon, kilos of fruits, hayyyy... Why Oh why? I felt it would not happen to me just because it didn's happen the first time.

Now, I am on a diet. I haven't touched a single chocolate bar. I cut down on my carbo. Even fruit juices, I am staying away from. I alight one bus stop before my normal stop and walk all the way home so as to exercise.

And all I can say is : it's hard!

I wished I haven't pigged out on all those sweets.

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