I haven't blogged in a while now. That is probably due to the annoying fact that I have zero time to myself these days. My baby isn't sleeping as much anymore, so she's always with me unless it's 8pm and she's down for the night. After that, I only have about an hour to watch TV or read a book and then I'm down for the count.
I've been really emotional lately too. So maybe it's a good thing that I haven't blogged because all of my blogs would have consisted of me ranting about how I'm not loosing weight on this craptastic diet that I'm on.
I want so badly to weigh what I did before my last pregnancy, but it seems like my body wont even let me loose a single pound. I lost 5 in the first week, and since then...NOTHING! I am so livid!
Meanwhile, my sweet husband who needs to loose way more weight than I do, is loosing about a pound a day. He gets on the scale every morning and announced proudly that he's "lost another one". I am so happy for him, but I can't help but feel defeated. For the past week, I've started every morning off with feeling defeated as I get off of the scale.
I have very well meaning friends trying to give me advice. Telling me that I should exercise more and what not. To be honest, I don't have time to exercise any more than taking about a 2 mile walk at the butt crack of dawn with my dog.
I don't know what to do. I want to stay on this diet. However, if I don't loose another pound by next Monday, then I am going to assume that this diet is not working for me at all, and that I should try something else. Next Monday will mark 3 weeks of me being on this annoying, can't eat anything but salad and barf-a-rific carb-control shakes, diet. Fingers crossed!
Again...I'm sorry!
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