Back on Track

I've been meaning to post this post all week, but I've been busy! It's my LAST week of maternity leave so I've been trying to get a few things done. But I can not WAIT to go back to work. I know that sounds crazy and just a few short weeks ago I couldn't wait to be done, but I am so ready for a routine, a schedule. I seriously don't know how stay-at-home-moms do it. I really don't. I can't stand not having any kind of structure to my weeks. Drives me nuts! I do have plans most days but I like the mundane of having to work. Crazy, right?!?

Anyway...I got back on track on Sunday. Well, I'm trying to anyway. I'm writing things down and counting them, so I guess that's good, right? I haven't been perfect this week by ANY means, but it's better than it was. I got up Sunday morning and took my measurements and also got on the evil metal devil (187--up 4# from when I left for my mom's 3 weeks ago) and I have chosen my WI day to be Fridays. So I will get on the evil metal devil on Friday morning to see what he says. ;)

When I was at home, I got the chance to spend a lot of time with my baby sister. Poor thing...she's 20 and has gained a considerable amount of weight since October. We're talking 30-40 pounds. She's built EXACTLY like me and I've told her for a few years now that she's going to have to watch it later on and it just hit her like a ton of bricks. So now, she's trying to lose weight. I tried to tell her the good stuff about losing weight and what she should try to avoid, but I'm (obviously) no expert. BUT...we did make a pact. Whoever got to their 10% first--for me that's 18#, for her 16#--if it's me, she'll pay for me to get a pedicure, if it's her, I'll pay for her to get a massage. She's quite determined to get that massage, and I hope she gets it. Either way, we both win, but a little friendly competition never hurt anyone, right?

Today was Zac's first day of daycare. He did fine and I knew he would. I had the HARDEST time leaving him. I bawled like a baby....I did with X too. For some reason, I thought it would be easier b/c I've done it before, but it wasn't. I called my mom afterwards, crying my eyes out, b/c I knew I wouldn't get any sympathy from DH. Mom's been there done that and was very sweet to me. Where as DH would have been like, "uuhhh, sorry, what do you want me to say?" Men! So I had a whole day to myself. Went to the dentist first--yuck, bleh, but glad that's over. Lunch at Panera, alone, a few errands, and then to get my hair cut and colored (pictures to come--I actually took them today) and then to the chiropractor. VERY busy day, but good to get a few things done. ;) I couldn't wait to pick up my boys. Thankfully I had made dinner last night and we had tons of leftovers so I didn't have to come home and cook. I got to spend the evening with my boys.

Okay, I think that catches me up. Once I go back to work, I HOPE to be able to get back to posting every day. I want to set goals again for the week every week and post my daily food journal to hold myself accountable. I would LOVE to be down to 140 by Zac's first birthday, but that's 45# and a little over 9 months. That's 5# a month. Maybe a little lofty, but I can TRY! I got down to 155 by the time DS1 had his first birthday, so we'll see. ;)