11.8.2020

Lord I have absolutely blown it this weekend.

I'm not really sure what happened, but when I say that I mean I did a full regression. Pop, sweets, bread on bread- no regard for calories whatsoever. Did not do my steps. It was a fiasco.

I woke up this morning and my husband said, "want me to go out and get breakfast?" I should have said no, I'm going to eat my oatmeal thank you. But what did I say? "Biscuits and gravy with an extra sausage biscuit and coke". Have mercy!!

After I ate all of that I fell into a funk and laid in the bed for about 2 hours. I swear I feel like absolute garbage when I eat bad- especially now. My body can't hold all this baby, fluid, blood, placenta, AND 15 pounds of food on top of it! No wonder I feel bad!

But I can also praise myself and see some positives here. After I had my funk-fest, instead of getting up to go stuff my face more which is what I usually do, I got up, cleaned the house a little, and drank a big thing of water. Got some steps in by happenstance- but I already decided I wasn't going to be punishing myself for this weekend. I'm going to give myself grace like I said in my last blog- and pick myself up. I'm going to start by eating light for the rest of the day (imagine that I've pretty much gotten my full calorie load this morning at breakfast -face palm- and I'm going to keep moving and drinking water, and I'm going to get back to it tomorrow.

My husband showed me a cute video of me rocking our son right after we had him. I loved seeing him so small, but I did NOT love seeing me so BIG. And it is headed in that direction! All of my progress through this pregnancy is about to hit the fan. I weighed myself just a little bit ago, curious, and I was 262. I will say that I had on shoes, had just drank a full glass of water and had all that food on my belly from this morning so I'd say 257 or so is more accurate- but who knows. I'll weigh myself in the morning and find out a closer call. But anyway- I have been talking about how I don't want to cash up to the 300 pound mark that I got to with my son- and I'm edging closer and closer every single day. I still have 10 weeks to go people!

SO.

Gotta keep moving.
Gotta eat less carby badness and more nutritional goodness and protein
Gotta quit drinking POP and drink my water

Do better.