While bathing little dude daddy peacock comes upstairs holding a menu saying since WE have been so good let's treat ourselves to a takes away. I seen red!!!
1, we have not been good, I have!!! I munch on sugar snaps while he eats crisps
2, I have planned a nice meals for us which I'm willing to cook after a long day at work when it was his day off.
3, I have worked so hard the past 4 days why would I want to ruin it now for a greasy take away, which takes forever to come, is a waste of money and so bad for you your still tasting it days later.
So with this I have come to the conclusion that my husband is indeed a chubby chaser. We have been together for 9 and half years married for nearly 3 and I have been up and down the scales. no matter what size I am he alway makes me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world which i can assure you I'm far from but it's nice to feel like that for a change.
Well back to my point going back over the years it's daddy peacock who buys me chocolate, it's daddy peacock who take me out for beautiful meals and it's daddy peacock who suggests the take aways so for that reason I have decided he is a chubby chase and obvious a diet saboteur.
Now to teach him a lesson I'm going to stick to my diet become a yummy mummy and show him I've won.
In all fairness he does always support me and it is my weakness that lets me down, I just wanted to vent because he suggested take away and I'm so tempted i had to find reason not too so I'm going to go downstairs make an amazing meal and pat myself on the back for not giving in to temptation.
I will be a yummy mummy
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