Sunday, Bloody Sunday

I didn’t use enough points yesterday. I got distracted by all the chaos and, in an effort to NOT overeat, ended up eating under my points. Everything I read says this is bad so I’ll try not to do it again, but I can’t help being proud of myself for not giving in to the temptation of ice cream and potato chips and pizza.

Em has Chinese school today. I’ve got tons of cleaning. I also intend to do my 1 mile DVD again. I want to do at least 5 days a week, if I get any chance at all.

Morning Weight: 259

Total Points Allowed: 30

Total Points Used:

Breakfast: 6 points

cereal (1.5 cups honey clusters and wheat flakes with almonds)- 5 points

1/2 cup of 1% milk- 1 point

Snow Daze

I think it’s been snowing almost daily since we came back from Florida. It’s pretty, but it’s COLD. I’m so ready for Spring.

Morning Weight: 260.5

Total Points Allowed: 30

Total Points Used:

Breakfast: 3 points

3 slices bacon: 1.5 points

2 slices toast: 1 point

12 ounces water

Lunch:

Freaked Out-Friday

I’m dreading the weekend more than a little bit. I have a tendency to over-indulge when Dave’s home. And, seriously, the fridge is FULL of high-fat, high-calorie absolutely SCRUMPTIOUS food at the moment. Dave loaded up on the comfort foods in preparation for his recovery weekend.

I will SURVIVE! Gawds, at least I hope so. I still have all my flex points, though, in case I freak out a bit.

Morning Weigh In: 261

Total Points Allowed:30

Total Points Used:

Breakfast: 3.5 points

bacon- 2 points

2 slices toast- 1 point

1 clementine- .5 points

10 ounces water

Snack: .5 points

smarties- .5 points

It’s the end of an era…

I’ll never again (barring unforseen circumstances) be pregnant. I’ll never again be the mother of a just-born babe. Dave’s having the business done as I sit here typing. He was completely ready for this to happen. I, on the other hand, am not ready. There’s no doubt in my mind that it’s the sane and sensible order of business. The chances of my full recovery or even survival drop substantially every time I become pregnant, and the last pregnancy just about kicked my butt.

Is it ok to be sad even when I know that it is the right thing to do?

On the other hand, this means there may be a night in the near future when our king sized bed holds only myself and my husband instead of the two of us and a small litter of children.

~L

T-24 and counting…

Dave’s operation is tomorrow morning. I’m hesitant to see what kind of havoc his being home and under the weather will play on my new “lifestyle”. He’s already told me he intends to pick up my three favorite take-home meals tonight at the grocery to enjoy during his weekend of video games and naps. I’ll have a hard time NOT eating the yummy but horrible for you food, but I think I can pull it together and skip it.

Morning Weight: 261.5

Points Allowed: 30

Points Used:

Breakfast: 4.5 points

Frosted Mini Wheats in 1% milk: 4 points

1 clementine: .5 points

Mid-Week Blahs

Last night was weird. I had some sort of unusual reaction to something and woke up at about 2am with welts all over my body and that odd fuzzy-feeling in my mouth. I ended up having 4 benedryl before things calmed down. Of course, after all that, I could barely open my eyes to take care of the kids this morning. I feel better now, except for some residual itching on my arms, palms, and soles of my feet. I have NO CLUE what caused the reaction, though. Nothing new or different in our environment that I know of.

Morning Weight: 262

Points Allowed:30

Points Used:

Breakfast:

Happy Day after President’s Day

What kind of non-holiday is President’s day anyway? It’s so messed up that the bank was open, but the post office was closed. The school was closed, but most companies were working. That’s not a big issue on our street, really, since we’re mostly SAHMom’s. I can imagine that it was a serious inconvenience to alot of working parents in the area, though.

Morning Weigh In: 262

Points Allowed: 30

Points Used:

Breakfast: 5 points

1/2 rice crispy treat- 1.5 points

4 slices bacon, 2 slices toast- 3 points

1 clementine- .5 points

Back home and back on track…

It was a lovely vacation, but I’m somewhat relieved to be home. Not that I missed the freezing weather and piles of snow when I was basking in the warm Floridian sun, by any means.

So, here’s to post-vacation freakouts on the scales and starting back on Weight Watchers more seriously.

Morning weight: 263 pounds

Breakfast:

4 slices bacon – 2pts

2 slices bread- 1 pt

1 clementine- .5 pt

I shouldn’t be allowed up past 10pm!

I always seem to find myself with a bad case of foot-in-mouth if I post on message boards after my normal bedtime.

I try to keep my crud off the net. I don’t seek advice often and it’s even more rarely that I offer advice to someone else. I’ve done too much in my past to judge anyone on their behavior. I’ve learned that you never really know anybody till you’re looking them dead in the eyes when they tell you something.

I try to practice what I preach. Hence, not preaching much because I’m a lousy practicer.

Tonight I implied that someone was searching for a reason to be angry in a situation that should have been very neutral. I think I implied it because I often ~DO~ it. Dave says, “Something smells nice in here” and I hear “which is good, because the litterbox has been smelling FOUL for ages”. A neighbor says, “You have such an incredible husband. He’s so good with the kids.” and I internalize, “Thank God, since you’re such a lousy mother these days.”

Tonight I got a bit of a smack on the ass with my a paddle of my own creation. I’m guilty of looking for crud in the cracks between-the-lines, when I should be looking for blessings or at least taking them when they seem to fall right into my hands.

~L

It’s 4am, dang it all!

It’s 4 am and I’ve not yet made it to bed. I’ve got a cat and a child in my lap, a heating pad on my chest, and a very large glass of water on my desk. Emily is wide awake. She fell asleep at 7:30pm, just after coming home from gymnastics. She woke up at midnight starving. After a midnight meal, I expected her to go back to sleep but she’s running full-tilt.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, I’ve got another nasty plugged duct and I’m not doing so hot. Wonder if I can convince Dave to work from home today so I can get some rest.

Soooo tired. So very, very tired.

~L