Yesterday was Good Friday. In the Catholic Church, you fast from eating meat. My baby Barbara only drinks milk every day. I decided what better way to fast, than to only drink milk all day long. If babies could survive on just milk, so can I!
5:58 PM (Thursday)
I had a couple of burger sliders. My last full meal for over 24 hours. The Last Supper.
10:45 PM (Thursday)
I had a beer, followed by a glass of wine, wondering if I had made a mistake, in deciding to not eat at all this day.
I went to sleep, and then it was Milk Friday.
4:30 AM
I fed my baby a bottle of milk. Normally at this time, I would have water, but instead I had a large glass of 1% milk. Yum.
7:35 AM
I was feeding her again (mornings are my shift), and I had a mug of milk, with a dash of coffee in it. This was the only time I would cheat all day. I felt a bit hungry, because this is when I would normally have breakfast, so I just chugged more milk.
8:30-10:50AM
I was out running some errands, did not eat or drink anything.
11:05 AM
I bought a gallon of whole milk, and another of 2%, thinking I would need some calories today. If you’re gonna drink milk, you gotta do it right.
11:45 AM
Back at home, Baby Barbara had hiccups, which were making her cry. I felt bad, and was getting more hungry, so I got myself a big glass of milk.
12:50 PM
I gave Babs a bottle. I sure do want something besides milk. Oddly, though, I’m not as hungry now. The last big glass did a number on me.
1:17 PM
Babs and Bo were both laying on the ground next to each other. I forgot that I hadn’t eaten all day.
1:18 PM
I had two glasses of milk. I’ve never respected cows and their hard work more.
1:21 PM
I thought about having a cookie. It was right there. I didn’t.
1:41 PM
Baby Mama was feeding baby, so I had a glass of milk. To be honest, this one didn’t taste good at all. I’m not that hungry anymore.
1:42 PM
We’re going for a family walk. I packed a bottle for Baby Barbara, and a water bottle full of milk for me. I’m a man.
2:52 PM
We sat at Aroma Café, and I watched Baby Mama eat a salad that looked amazing. I sipped on my milk.
3:40 PM
We’re back from the walk, and I am starting to understand why babies cry, and love to take naps. This milk all day thing is starting to affect me. I’m not necessarily hungry, but I have no energy, and I want more milk, and to take a nap. I also found myself getting a bit cranky.
4:02 PM
I just fed Baby Barbara a bottle of milk. Milk everywhere. I’m going to go take a shower…of milk.
4:18 PM
Just took a shower and now I feel full. Not even kidding. Who needs food when you have milk!
4:30 PM
Baby Mama, Baby, and I lay down for a nap.
4:54 PM
Baby was fussing, so I woke up. I went to the fridge for some you know what.
5:08 PM
Baby Barbara is cranky, probably because she has only eaten milk all day… I just heated up some milk with a hint of coffee to wake me up. I want to be less cranky.
5:50 PM
In ten minutes, it will be 24 hours since my last meal. Why am I doing this, I ask myself.. Then I think, this isn’t all that bad…milk is all you need.
6:45 PM
Oddly, the last hour I haven’t even thought about the whole milk thing. Why ever eat again, when I can just drink milk? I’m gonna go get a glass. By the way, I’m on to whole milk. Want to make sure I’m not losing weight.
7:01 PM
It has been over twenty four hours since my last solid food. Hey, my baby’s doing it, and its no big deal… Should I have dinner, or just wait until midnight to say I did it? I’m not exactly hungry… Time to sip some milk.
8:05 PM
Doing laundry, and just gave our baby a bath. Then I realized I should be eating something…more milk. Just took the photo from below…no I haven’t been drinking out of a bottle all day…just half the day.
8:37 PM
Baby is fine. Dad is fine. Both are calm. We are about to start the movie, “Everybody’s Fine.”
8:46 PM
I just changed a diaper full of matured milk.
9:35 PM
I could eat something now.
10:40 PM
Finished the movie, really depressing, getting hungry. If I go to sleep now, it will all be over when I wake up!
10:52 PM
I just brushed my teeth, don’t know why…they’ve never been whiter.
10:54 PM
Seriously no need to floss at all.
11:20 PM
We go to sleep. It is almost over. I feel bad for Baby Mama. I probably have had some pretty weird milk breath all day.
12:20 AM (Saturday)
Baby Mama wakes up to feed the baby. I realize that it is the next day, and I can go eat. But I don’t. I’m too tired.
4:08 AM (Saturday)
I’m awaking, feeding my baby girl, and I eat a granola bar, and a banana, along with a glass of water. Still don’t have much of an appetite, but I thought I should eat something.
8:35 AM (Saturday)
As I’m revising this, I wonder if I have caused permanent damage? Still not that hungry…
To recap:
Thursday – The Last Supper
Friday – Milk Friday
Saturday – Still no appetite.