Interesting experience this. Breakfast still seems like a mighty amount of food to me, as does lunch. And the less said about the morning and afternoon snacks the better. Biggest issue is dinner time to be honest. For some reason it's just not enough food for me. Well, for my mind. Just finding myself a bit pooped out all the time. That may be to do with the baby who's not been performing properly over the last couple of days. Pee'd all over me in bed the other (early) morning.
Historically I've been used to eating my biggest meal at dinner time - I know, I know, breakfast like a King, lunch like a Duke, dinner like a pauper. Still, it's taking some getting used to.
My wonderful wife is being very inventive on the food front, always full of ideas of how to make things a little bit more interesting but I can't really concentrate on interesting, I'm getting so bogged down in the weights and measures aspect. I just want to make sure that I do everything to the tee so I can't be as creative as I normally am with the cooking.
I imagine it's just a matter of time before it all becomes second nature and I can start to enjoy the cooking but at the moment it's all just a bit hectic.
Oh, and I forgot my f*%*ing egg for lunch today. Cooked, peeled and sitting on the draining rack next to the sink.
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