Weigh In

Well, last night was my first weigh in after officially beginning WW and I lost 3.8 pounds! YES! Although, and I can't for the life of me understand why they won't allow this, if I had been able to strip down to my underwear it would've been closer to 5 pounds. But hey, who's counting? Me! I am happy about the loss though! Because Saturday and Sunday were extra food days and I thought for sure they would show up on the scale. If they did, they really didn't bring any friends!

Last week really wasn't too bad. I like weight watchers. It's easy. I know that when I reach goal I'm not going to put it all back on because I stop eating their food, like a Slim Fast or Jenny Craig type of thing. Someone made a good point at my meeting last night about eating in the real world. One woman was talking about how she eats the WW food and snacks, etc. I do too. Especially for lunch. It's SO EASY to pop something frozen in the microwave and just have it there. (I know TONS of Sodium. But I drink close to a gallon of water a day so I'm not too concerned.) Then another member, a man, mentioned how while that's a good idea he's trying to do this with real world food. He likes eating at diners, meeeee toooooo mmmmm gravy fries....mmmm..., anyway, so when he goes out he orders directly from the menu something that he'd like and he just modifies it. Like a chicken Caesar salad with the dressing on the side and no croûtons. Something really simple like that. I totally agree with him! I'm eating in a much more healthy manner but I'm eating real food. I'm scaling down portions, I'm making better choices. I'm doing a lot better. And I'm full faster than when I wasn't eating well.

Take Sunday for example. I went to a wedding shower at a restaurant in the city and I knew the food was going to be delicious because I'd been there before. YUM! I was anticipating pigging out. I had only had half of a grande Starbucks skinny latte for breakfast so I was at like 2 points used for the day. The apps started being passed around and I refused things that I would normally eat. Things that were fried. Things that were creamy. I refused them. Sadly. But I did it. Then it was time for the buffet and I loaded up on a lightly dressed heavily veggied salad, a tiny bit of pasta, some grilled veggies and two pieces of filet mingon-sorry won't pass that up EVER. And I was good! I had one cocktail and three pieces of cheese and I was good! I was really proud of myself. I even refused cake and it looked GOOD! But I felt really good about it all. Although I did get home and have something else to eat. But nothing terrible. I'm trying to live this real world style and I think it's working. I'm making small changes rather than drastic can't live with them forever ones and it appears to be working. Hopefully it keeps working. My pants feel a bit looser already. Yay me! :)
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On a different note, the boy is going in for X-rays today. Anyone ever have to take their almost 3 year old in for X-rays? Head and neck X-rays? Not me. This is a first. We have to have his adenoids checked because he has trouble breathing. I have a feeling they are going to be quite large and possibly need to be removed but I can't say for sure. I'm hoping that if they are removed it will help him breath better and sleep through the entire night. From what I've read it's possible that he's waking up in the middle of the night because he stops breathing. WHOA! I knew this before from when we saw a specialist back in September but it's gotten worse so I'm wondering if the adenoids have gotten worse! Plus, I'm pretty sure his tubes are completely gone- fallen out. Not a bad thing but his ears seem to be super sensitive now. Any experience out there with any of this?

On a cute note, I came home on Friday and the boy ran up to greet me and asked if he could make chocolate chip cookies. It was after 6, I was tired and I said I didn't know. He then asked if he and Daddy could make them. Well, that of course was up to Daddy. Daddy begins to tell me the story of how this all transpired.
The boy approached him and said, "Daddy, I have a great idea!"
"What idea is that boy?" says Daddy.
"We should make chocolate chip cookies. I think that's a great idea. We should make them right now, Daddy. Please daddy. Isn't that a great idea? I think it is." says boy.
"Well, let's wait until Mommy gets home and we'll see if we have everything." Replies Daddy.
Boy throws himself on the ground tells Daddy he's not nice and folds his arms and says, "It's a great idea Daddy. I want to make chocolate chip cookies."
Luckily, I, Mommy, walked through the door just at the end of that moment. And luckily we had all the ingredients for chocolate chip cookies. And luckily Daddy was willing to make them with the boy.
So, now we have chocolate chip cookies piled on our counter that taunt me every time I walk into the kitchen. Luckily, the boy and Daddy like them enough that they'll be gone quite quickly!