Be forewarned: I had three hours of sleep last night. And had to run errands this morning with numbers two and three.
I practically counted down the minutes until post-lunch naptime today, dying for it to finally arrive. You see, I encountered a surge of spastic yesterday, which caused me to clean all three floors of my house, top to bottom, stripping beds, doing regular laundry and washing every blanket in the house just for giggles with a hop skip and a jump, taking down all fall decorations (we have snow! who can have porcelain pumpkins sitting around with snow on the ground, I ask you?) and taking inventory of The Christmas Storage. Then once the kids were asleep I decided to talk on the phone with my gal-pal until nearly midnight, waiting for Kevin to arrive home from work. At which time Marin woke for a feeding and refused to go back to sleep. Twice.
Sigh.
So I was tired. And when naptime did finally roll around this afternoon, after settling Marin into her swing, putting Jack down with seven stories, three drinks and two head stands with a twist, and cleaning up KJ's massive bloodspill of a second lost tooth, Jack would have no part of a nap, screaming, growling and writhing, gnashing teeth at his bedroom door because not only does he refuse to wear pants at any moment of day or night, but now that winter has arrived, he doesn't want socks either. (Of course he doesn't.) And he needed to place them in the bathroom laundry basket BEFORE HE COULD REST, bring on the temper explosion.
"Leave them on the floor!" I instructed several times, half-conscious, head pounding from my first three minutes of slumber on the couch.
Six minutes later I woke up to intense pounding of a different kind, of a two-year-old on his bedroom door because those socks? OHHHH THOSE SOCKS. There would be NO! NAP! until those damn socks were safely in the hamper where there was NO POSSIBILITY of making it back onto his feet.
I dragged my dead self up the stairs, sent him with the God-forsaken socks into the bathroom, retreived him from playing in the sink, changed his third! poop diaper of the day and tucked him tightly back into bed. Tightly.
Cue Marin.
Nap no more.
This week’s loss: 2.2
Total loss: 9.2
Left to goal: 46.8
Eh.
The best thing I can say about this week is that I sacrificed. And it worked.
While I did treat myself to Gino's East deep dish sausage-mushroom-onion bliss last Friday night, I also sacrificed even a morsel of Key West Lime Pie when we had friends over for dinner on Saturday night, and gnawed on a damn Special K Bar on Sunday at a table where my entire family enjoyed my father's birthday cake, the tallest chocolate chiffon you've ever seen, Moose Tracks ice cream on the side. My husband discussed its goodness with every single bite.
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I've been really hungry this week but I've continued pushing forward, staying within WW points because I know that the start of our THREE Thanksgiving dinners is just around the corner. I have yet to come up with some plan of attack for those three parties, other than It Happens Just Once Thrice A Year, Dig In. What would you suggest? (Tell me to bring a Turkey Lean Cuisine to any one of my dinners and I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN.) (So really I mean to ask, don't you agree that Thanksgiving is NOT THE TIME TO DIET, LET THE STUFFING CONSUMPTION RAMPAGE BEGIN?)
I would neither wear clothing nor eat stuffing to save my little soul. Happy sleeping, happy dieting, mom.
Also, don't you love it when she's crabby?






Does the old "drink a glass of water before you eat" trick really work to fill you up? If so, maybe that could help you and you could eat smaller portions? I put the question marks because hell, I have NO will power where the holidays are concerned. I am southern and if there is gravy within 2 feet of me, well, you know.
Way to go with your weight-losing self!!
Oh, Jack and your pantsless (pants-free?)self. It makes me smile.
Posted by: Jen L. | 19 November 2008 at 09:13 PM
Hi Molly, Well done on the weight loss. Why not go for maintenance over Thanksgiving rather than loss!. Have to say your standards are slipping if you only did two head stands with a twist to get Jack to nap, I would have thought three was the minimum!!!
Posted by: Nikki | 20 November 2008 at 07:43 AM
I am saving my extra points for Thanksgiving day and gnawing on my thumb on the side ;0) Also some extra walks. Good luck.
Posted by: Erica | 20 November 2008 at 08:56 AM
Good job!!
As for Thanksgiving, is there a particular dish at one dinner that will be better than others? Eat that dish there. Does that make sense? It did in my head. If we had to go 3 places, I wouldn't eat stuffing at two of them because my mother's stuffing is the best. But I would eat turkey elsewhere because mom's birds are always super dry.
Hope that made some sense.
Posted by: Bethany | 20 November 2008 at 10:06 AM
I am asking myself the same question! Over the last few weeks, I've gained at least 10 pounds (I tend to do that in winter) and I am trying to watch what I eat to lose them. But, Thanksgiving? Oh my, the tasty food!
I will probably just throw it all in the wind and eat whatever and then jump back on the wagon afterwards.
Well, until the Christmas parties begin.
Posted by: Rachel | 20 November 2008 at 01:58 PM
Hi Molly!
As far as eating on Thanksgiving I say go for it. Just try to eat small to medium size portions. LOL!! Like you said it only comes once a year so enjoy it. LOL!!
One thing they say that works is to eat a handful of almonds about 30 minutes before you eat. But hey do that the day after Thanksgiving. LOL!!
Love,
Sheila
Posted by: Sheila | 21 November 2008 at 02:18 AM
Awesome job! You are doing great.
As for Thanksgiving, I would drink a glass of water prior to your dinner. Remember to put your fork down and drink water between bites. Have a little bit of everything, just smaller portions than normal (or than everyone else) and you should be just fine. Just keep reminding yourself to eat slowly and enjoy every great bite.
Posted by: Tina | 21 November 2008 at 01:09 PM
Oh my gosh the picture - I think he's practicing for a career as some kind of *cough* dancer!
Posted by: BetteJo | 21 November 2008 at 07:36 PM