Little D goes crazy when this show comes on (which is often), and immediately digs through his toybox until he finds his toy drum, and starts banging on it.
And now “Marina” has Tweeted me. Wow.
OMG this is going to make me famous at playgroup now, right? Right???
P.S. Are you following Laptops to Lullabies on Twitter? I promise nothing but the best Tweets about potty-training and crying babies and all of the other super-interesting things happening in my life.
I was nervous when I stepped on the scale this morning.
We didn’t eat out this week at all. I didn’t have a single French fry or burger. We didn’t make bacon (to date, that’s been the biggest point-killer I’ve eaten).
I had been really good this week …
… except for the evening I made homemade brownies for the first time in my life — FYI, Little Sis is to blame for giving me the idea!
Anyway, the brownies were amazeballs. I was good about tracking everything I ate for most of the week, but didn’t log everything during those two days, SO a part of me was a little panicky that maybe brownies were a zillion points.
I was worried this might be the first week I wouldn’t lose.
But when I stepped on the scale this morning, I saw a number lower than what I was expecting.
I was down another two pounds, bringing my total weight loss to 10 lbs. since joining Weight Watchers Online six weeks ago. Happy daaaaaance!
Because it was the first goal set in the Weight Watchers system, all these lovely stars popped up and they were all HOORAY YOU REACHED YOUR GOAL NOW DON’T GO CELEBRATING WITH A CHEESEBURGER M’KAY BECAUSE A SKINNY GIRL WOULDN’T DO THAT! (Not actually, but it should have said that).
I don’t have an exact number of points I want to lose, but it’s probably another 20 — 30, if I really get my act together.
It sounds daunting when I think of that number, but then I remind myself that when I started Weight Watchers — six weeks after C was born — I had already lost 24 lbs. since her birth.
So in total, I’m 34 lbs. lighter than I was on April 25. Which means I’m more than halfway to what is PROBABLY my ideal weight — although I won’t know for sure until I’m there.
If I lose 1 lb. a week consistently, I’ll be 24 lbs. lighter on New Year’s Eve (58 lbs. lighter than I was the day I had C). I’m not sure if I’ll be able to keep up that rate, but hopefully between breastfeeding, eating healthy, exercising, and keeping my Teen Burger intake to a minimum, it will be.
It is weird to think of myself as being 20 or 30 lbs. lighter than I am right now. But I am pretty freakin’ sure it will feel amazing!
It’s the perfect reminder that my brain can’t remember it all, and it won’t.
All I can do is take pictures.
And write blog posts.
And jot down the milestones.
And breathe them in every time I hug them and kiss them, in the hopes that my heart never forgets how it feels at this exact moment, to love them like this.
In their tinyness.
*I’m a bad blogger, so excuse the lack of an “after” photo, but rest assured this paper turned into a very lovely-looking wrapped gift for one of D’s little girlfriends.
One word of caution: Don’t put a lot of paint in the cup, because at some point they WILL purposely pour the cup of paint all over the paper. Every. Single. Time. Just put enough so that when they do pour it, it’s not going to flood the paper and go everywhere. Lesson, uh, learned.
Wow, I FINALLY remembered to take pictures of everything I ate for one entire day. Doesn’t sound that hard, but I sure as heck couldn’t remember for the life of me.
Ready to see everything I ate yesterday? Of course you are! Let’s go …
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| Afternoon snack: Green apple slices, four pieces of melba toast spread with two wedges of Laughing Cow Light cheese (two of my obsessions I blogged about last week) |