Day 2 of Weight Watchers

Day 1 of Weight Watchers was a total bust...oops. Who knew that a personal pan cheese pizza from Pizza Hut was 17 pts? No wonder I have been gaining weight! I even get an extra 10 pts a day for breastfeeding and I still busted!

So, on to Day 2 of Weight Watchers. My usual Peanut butter and jelly sandwich added up to 10 pts but it's early and I can curb my dinner a little bit.

I'm really excited to do this program. I went to my first meeting yesterday. My sis previously loaned me Season 5 of Sex and the City for inspiration. Miranda has just had her baby and goes to Weight Watchers. I was slightly disappointed in the episode because all she does is pick up a guy, eat Krispy Kream donuts and have sex for activity points. I was at least expecting some sort of follow up to tell viewers if she made her points for the day.

Although I love the idea of going to a meeting once a week to weigh in, the discussions are a little creepy. People go on and on about whatever dessert or bad thing they ate that week. When someone brings up cheesecake, the group is required to collectively moan at the thought of it. Moaning aside, the meetings are great in offering substitution ideas. For instance, I can probably switch my bread and peanut butter and cut quite a few calories/points from my peanut butter and jelly.

I have 20 lbs to lose (yes, if you followed my blog I managed to gain 4 lbs in the last few weeks.) I hope to do it over 4-5 months. It's definitely hard balancing the breastfeeding and weight loss as I have to be really careful not to affect my supply. So, slow and steady wins the race.

Big news!!! I walked 4 miles today and managed to run a few steps continuously for the first time!!! No, this is not a return to running. I literally ran about 10 seconds. But, it's certainly an improvement. My tailbone was sore and felt wierd but nothing hurt "too badly".

7.5 weeks of Emmett

Emmett is a pretty cool kid. I can't believe how much he has grown up already. In the last 2 weeks, he has suddenly transformed from an inert blob that eats, sleeps and poops to an interactive baby who eats, sleeps and poops. Emmett is "talking" a lot and smiling and laughing. He loves the song "Baby Beluga"...it always wins smiles and laughs. Emmett also loves to stand up...the kid has some strong legs! He is growing bigger by the day. He is a fairly long kid...he wears 3 month clothes because of the length but they are still a little loose on him. However, he has a really skinny butt and legs so he can only fit newborn pants. Of course the newborn pants look like ridiculous high-waters on him....so mostly he just hangs out in his onesie.

Emmett's new best friends are ceiling fans. He loves them and stares at them and talks to them.

I'm sad to see my baby's beautiful dark hair slowly recede and fall out! I wonder what color his "next" hair will be.

We just got back from a vacation to North Carolina. Emmett did great on the planes. On the way there, I tried to time it and nurse him during take offs and landings but discovered it didn't really matter...he didn't seem bothered by the pressure changes. He pretty much slept the whole flight.

This is my last week of maternity leave! So sad. I have to become a pumping machine this week so I can get ahead of the power curve and store up enough milk for him while I'm away. My supply has been good so I think I can do this! (Make enough milk so Emmett can eat without supplementing with formula.) Luckily, I'm only working for 3 1/2 months before I quit my job. But, if you know me, you know I can't sit still....so I'm already planning my next career move. I'm thinking of taking my G.I. Bill and trying for nursing school. There are a few accelerated programs in our area that I could complete in 1 year (BSN).

My first day of Weight Watchers is tomorrow! Eric went out to get what he is calling my "Last Supper" of pizza. I also plan to tackle P90x tomorrow...at least the parts I can do of it.

So it's officially a blog about NOT running

At least it's not all in my head. It's confirmed. This will be a blog about NOT running for a long time. To put it bluntly, my 93rd percentile-headed child did some major damage on his mom. The tailbone (and yes, the tailbone is busted) is the least of my worries. The kid has left his mark on my lady bits in ways I didn't even know possible. (Word to the wise....don't push for 4 hours during labor. That's more than a marathon worth of pushing and I believe that was about 3 hours too many for me.)

Even though I'm really proud that Emmett is happy and healthy, I'm not really happy that his delivery has taken away 2 loves of my life: running and jumping on a trampoline (at least for a while.)

The assessment is this....I can stand up, but not for very long before I start to hurt. I'm allowed to walk/power walk but walking starts to ache after a few miles. I'm allowed to lift weights, but not power lifting stuff. I can't do anything with a jarring motion. Even riding in the car on a bumpy road is a little much right now.

I have to get a new plan in life. For the first time in my life, I have to seriously consider other sports and ways to workout. And I'm so lost! I think I can swim....maybe bike. I can't do the elliptical but maybe I can handle yoga??? I have to create a new "non-running" identity.

I'm still 16 lbs up from pre-baby weight. Because I'm so limited on physical activity, I'm going to have to watch what I eat (which I have never done.) I'm joining Weight Watchers in a few weeks. I also finally broke down and bought new clothes in a size 8 (3 sizes up). I was living in running shorts and tank tops. I figured if it was going to take me a while to find my pre-pregnancy body, I might as well look put-together while I was doing it.

no running news

Thursday = 4 miles
Friday = 4.75 miles, squats, pushups
Today = 4.3 miles

All walking. I tried to run 1 step to see how it felt....yeah, feels like my insides are falling out. Joy. I'll be lucky to run by next year.

Baring it all....the 3 1/2 week post partum belly

I decided I had to be honest with myself. The baby weight is not going to come off by eating double stuff oreos and Ben and Jerry's ice cream. Oops. So I have renewed my commitment to trimming the baby weight.

Here's the belly! (3 1/2 weeks post-partum....still 16 lbs over pre-pregnancy weight. I say "still" because I was this weight when I left the hospital.)

I walked 4.75 miles this morning with Emmett, Charley and the BOB (got a pic of that one too!). We left at 9 am but it was ridiculously hot. Clearly, I'm a bad mom...but I think it was a little too hot for baby as well (yes, he is shaded the whole time.) It pains me to say that we will have to get up earlier to beat this heat.

Walk went well. My tailbone pain is minimal. But, I can tell I'm still a LONG way from running. Hopefully I will be able to do some ab work and arm exercises later today.