Well That Was Depressing

[lhughes]

Well, went to weigh in expecting that I had dropped at least a pound (by my scales, 2)...and

NOTHING.  Their scales didn't budge from last time.  And I had such a good week this past week.
That just sucks.

[lhughes]

Thank you.

Aren't relatives just wonderful?  I'm just trying to keep me and hubby from snipping at each other when we have no control or even say over what goes on down there (down there being just down the driveway).  As long as he and I can stay good with each other, I think we'll be ok....somedays, though... it just gets to us both.  And that is NOT good.

Army crawl, eh?  (I've hung around the Canadians a lot in recent years, picked up a few things).....  That gives me such a mental image...can't help but smile at that...sorry!!!!

I can relate, though.  Many a night my husband has awoken and wondered either 1)where is my wife..duh, in the bed with the girls; or 2) why are all these children in the bed with us and when did that happen?  And why can't I move my legs?  Where is wife..oh at the foot of the bed in a ball, 'cause that's the only place left.

Hubbies tend to sleep through some of the best/worst moments.

I'm trying, and that's all I can do.  Maybe next week's weigh in will show my efforts.  At this point, though... I'm still a bit down about that.  I was SO looking forward to downward scale movement.

Thanks for letting me go on!  

[Happy2girls]

Hey, rant away.  I've had stomach churning stress involving my husband's family which subsided a bit when his Mother passed (I hate myself for even saying that but it's the truth).  I am sorry you are in a situation that you have very little control over.  Speaking of sleeping body parts after my second was born she woke in the middle of the night for a feeding, my husband was being a bit of a jerk at the time (another story for another day) so I had to get up and get her and when I got out of bed I collapsed on the floor....somehow both of my legs had fallen asleep.  But despite the obvious house shaking thud said jerk husband did not get up.  So, I army man crawled all the way down the hall to pick up screaming daughter.  Luckily my legs were wide awake when I reached her.  Anyway, I do feel bad for your situation but you have an excellent attitude.  

[lhughes]

Well, if I could, I would, get rid of my stress...but it seems they have come home to roost at my mother's house.  She happens to be my primary care taker of my little girls.  They are now getting a full education on why some people can't make it in the real world.  And murder is still illegal.

That in itself causes me grief, and many, many discussions with my husband.  We are unable to do anything about it.  To take the kids out of there and put them in daycare would kill my mother.  Not to mention we've already paid for summer tuition at the church which starts at the end of June.  Thankfully next week they will be with me most of the day at VBS.  Then another week at mom's then back to MDO on Tues and Thurs.  

Mom is having to drive folks an hour (1 way) many times a week, sometimes multiple times in a day.  Which means my kids are getting to ride in a care most of the day... these idiots living with my mom are a drain on society (as I see it...and yes, they are related to me personally...and older than me, unfortunately).  My father would whip the snot out of my bro if he were still here.  Of course if he were still here, my mom wouldn't be living next door to us with a house-full of relatives.

Sorry, don't mean to rant.  And this probably makes absolutely no sense.  Sorry, again.  It is my primary source of stress, with the exception of the fact that my 2 little ones love mommy to sleep with them.  That usually means I sleep in some very odd positions and wake up with at least one body part very asleep.  That I could handle without the other.

And to top that off, my metabolism is probably still out of whack from the chemo and the Effexor and the Tamoxifen.  Sheesh....  OK...no more complaining. Sorry.  I could have not survived, so I will be thankful that I am here and have arms to fall asleep when I sleep in weird contortions.  I will be thankful that I am here to attempt at a diet.  And I will be thankful that I have a mom who has such a caring heart.

[Happy2girls]

Stress and dieting don't mix well.  Are you sleeping okay?  Sometimes our efforts don't become evident in a week's time.  I am pretty confident that if you stick with your healthful eating you will see a good decline next weigh-in.  In the meantime I hope that you can find some time for yourself.  I hope things get less stressful for you soon.  Take care.  

[lhughes]

Nope, standard attire today.  Standard breakfast, standard coffee, standard water...standard bathroom trips.  Only thing different was I did cardio instead of nautilus this morning.  And yesterday's lunch was a "little" on the heavy side (ate out with my team members), but dinner was light.  Technically i should have had a decrease of at LEAST a half pound.  I've been good all week, exercising, water, etc.

Oh well.  Try again next week.  Someone kick me in the butt next Mon Wed Fri and make me go the gym.  Hubby leaves for Germany on Sunday and I usually skip gym when he's not here.

The only other thing is I did not sleep well last night and things are stressed at our house and mom's house.  

Good thing is water intake is up to at least 8 cups a day, usually 10-12 (counting unsweet tea, too).  Do you think coffee has any negative impacts?  I have coffee with creamer and splenda.  That's my vice.  

Suggestions?  I wish I could find more time in the evenings to do some light stretching, but haven't yet been able to find just 10 minutes alone.  Ugh, love my toddlers, but I'll be glad when they get just a little bigger and get a little more independent.  I 'spect when they get that way I'll want them back in my arms rocking in the rocking chair.  

:)

[peekawho]

It sucks!  Don't give up.  Did you wear heavy clothes?  Eat a big breakfast before hand?

[Happy2girls]

Don't get down.  I've had weeks like that when I knew I lost weight but it didn't translate on the scale.  I know it stinks but don't get discouraged.  Water gain can happen at the worst times. I've gone to bed weighing as much as 3 pounds less then I did the next morning.  Hey, a victory for me is also when the scale doesn't go up...celebrate that.  And you know I bet if you keep up your good habits you WILL go down next week.