It has been a hard food week for me. I keep having to, physically and mentally, get myself back on track. I'm not sure what's going on, because it hasn't been an especially stressful week. I've felt calmer in my parenting, there was money left over after paying the bills, and it wasn't as busy a week as last. Lobster has been really stressed with work, though. Maybe I'm just doing his stress eating for him.
What can I say? I'm a giver.
Then, yesterday, I hopped on the scale. I had gained 6 pounds since the last time I weighed myself two days earlier. I had a bad week, but it wasn't six pounds bad! I would have had to consume an extra 10,500 calories to gain 6 pounds. I'm hoping that it's mostly water weight. Or hormones. Water and hormones - that's it (fingers crossed). My weight will fluctuate a pound or two just depending on the time of day, so I don't worry too much about that. 6 pounds though. Sigh.
Lobster is getting ready for a work trip this week. He's headed to Florida on Tuesday. Before kids, I kind of loved his trips. I'd watch lots of movies and tv he didn't want to see, I'd go out with my friends, I'd sleep at times when I should be awake, I wouldn't fix dinner, and I'd buy lots of plants (I used to work at a nursery).
Now, no partner makes for loooooooooooooooong days. And no one to pick up my slack when I'm tired and grumpy. This trip, he'll be gone over the weekend, too. Wish me luck.
A new family moved in next door. They have 2 boys, one of which is in Boy 1's grade. He has already been attending the same school, and so they know each other. I should be happy about it, but I'm dreading it - especially for the coming summer. While the boy next door is nice, he has a friend who is so not. I've already been keeping an eye on that one since last school year when all three boys were in the same 2nd grade class.
I've mentioned before that my son is quirky. As he gets older, he notices the differences between him and the other kids and so do the other kids. This year, he's been saying that other kids think he's stupid. It breaks my heart how mean kids can be to each other. I'm afraid with the mean kid visiting a lot next door, I'm going to go all "Mama Bear." I shouldn't worry about things until they happen. It's a waste of energy. When it comes to our kids, though...
I'm dispensing with my Sunday Stats this week. 6 pounds. 6 POUNDS.
What the what?
This week, may your kids be angels, your food be healthy and delicious, and may the hormones and the water be ever in your favor.