When I was pregnant, I always dreaded/looked forward to the scale. I had MANY appointments because of my weight and because of PCOS, which lead to insulin dependent gestational diabetes. I was severely limiting my carbs and LOST 30 lbs while I was carrying Margot. During that time, carbs were not an option. I just didn't eat them very much at all. It wasn't that hard, really. I remember having lunch with my dad one day and talking about how it really wasn't that difficult. He's type 1 diabetic and also struggles with the same affliction: love of carbs and couches. :) Anyway, I remember the day I called Jesse and yelled, "222!" I was so excited that my weight was all "2"s and that Margot was still healthy.
I know that no one should ever be excited when there is a "2" in front of their weight, but I'm down to 222.2 today! That means I lost almost 4 lbs this week and it wasn't hard at all! I'm hoping the rainy-ness goes away so that I can take Margot out for a walk/jog. I *think* I started this thing at 227... so really, it's only 5lbs and almost 4 of that in just this week.
Just goes to show what paying attention to eating and a little jogging can do!
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