Hooked

Yes, I had a good first week on Weight Watchers. Without much trouble at all, I lost 3.6 pounds! I was more than a little shocked - and pleasantly surprised. I still won't announce my beginning weight!! Not yet!

Sabotoge!

I am nearing the end of my first week on Weight Watchers. I have to say, no matter what the scale says tomorrow morning, I'm proud of my accomplishments (don't get me wrong - that scale better show a loss!!). Anyway, I've been good all week. I've stayed within a few points of my daily target - only using a few of my weekly allowance of "splurge" points. Dieting in a large office environment SUCKS! There is always food around, and it's usually not the healthy variety. Just this morning, there were Chick-fil-A chicken mini's in the breakroom. How am I supposed to turn those down? There has to be a way to lower the fat and calories in a sausage biscuit though - I'm really gonna miss that if I have to give that up! I have discovered this week WW Ice Cream and these little chocolate cake things that look like a zinger. Yum Yum. I bought the WW cheese and that is a HUGE help to track the points. Its seems to taste OK, I'm going to try the mozzarella cheese on a pita pizza tonight, so more news on that later.

I haven't told my husband what I weigh. As a matter of fact, I haven't told anyone other than the lady that checks my weight at WW what I weigh. Maybe when it's all said and done, I'll inform others how much I lost! I input my information at the WW online site and my BMI # is in the obese range. Obese? How did that happen? But I realized that obese people have an increased risk of heart disease (which runs in my family anyway) and diabetes (also runs in my family). And, I'm tired of being tired! I'd like to do more and be active for my boy, so let's pray that I continue to do well on WW.

I'm still knitting dishcloths. A couple of friends have been crafting and so I'm going to stockpile a few cloths in the event they do a craft show. I'd love to see how they do. I'm not sure if anyone has an interest in them or not - we'll see.

Weight Watchers

I did it. I joined WW last Saturday. I am terrified of failure, but I have to do something. I have never weighed this much without having a child in my womb. And, Cooper and three now - I can't use the "baby weight" excuse any longer. I won't post my weight on here - it's too embarassing. I won't even tell my husband what I weigh, as I think I weigh more than he does, which FREAKS ME OUT. I have put on so much weight that it's difficult to move around. I can't get up and down off the floor with ease. My knees and feet hurt often. When I bend down the skin around my knees feels like it will cut the circulation off of the bottom of my legs. I'm uncomfortable in public situations and I'm just plain tired of being fat!!

The trouble is, is that I don't drink or smoke any longer and my last vice was food. And boy did I use it. What in the world am I going to do now?

Subtraction

Cooper seems to know how to subtract - when it's convenient for him. The other night he wanted some Cracker Jacks. We told him that he had to eat his dinner first. Not exactly what Cooper wanted. He wanted just Cracker Jacks for dinner. He finally agreed to dinner, and after he took a couple of bites, he declared that he was done. Don told Cooper that he had to take five more bites, then he could be done. So Cooper took one, and announced that he had four more bites. He then took another bite and declared that he had three more bites left and so on. Don and I were SHOCKED! After the first bite, we looked at each other puzzled and asked "did he just subtract?" He's only three!! And we haven't taught him that. Could he have gotten that off of TV?

Blogging

I have been an exceptionally lazy blogger as of late. I can't seem to motivate myself to do it. It's kinda like my laundry - I can't seem to motivate myself for that either!! Also, I've been in a little bit of a funk lately. I can't seem to pull myself out as easily as I used to be able to. Not sure what's going on, but hopefully I'll snap out if it soon. I miss myself!

We just had to have some drama!

Recently, life with a three year old has become more of a challenge. Nothing comes easy, and everything is a struggle. When we carved our pumpkin, Cooper pitched a fit because we wouldn't let him use a knife. Then he wanted to use the scooper thing, but whined when he got is hands dirty.

Halloween night started out just fine. It was dusk and we hit a few houses on our new street. Kids were everywhere and we got to meet some of our new neighbors that we hadn't met yet. Then, we took Cooper to some of Diana's friends houses to trick-or-treat. Around 7:30 he started to get tired. He asked me to hold his bucket (at first - NO ONE could hold his bucket), then we wanted Daddy to hold him. So we called it quits and were home a little before 8:00. He was checking a few things out and actually wasn't trying to eat all the candy he could grab. He was really studying his stash. But then, he kept putting is hands in his mouth. He has one of those white bumps on his tounge that hurt. He kept messing with it until he accidently stuck his finger too far - and you guessed it - puked. Oh well, he had a good time anyway. Here he is in his costume, and click the flickr link to see more.

For the love of peas...

Night before last, we were having a lovely family dinner of grilled chicken, augrotin potatoes and peas. Cooper has decided that he likes to eat at the table with us, instead of at his high chair. He feels he's a big boy and likes it, so we've been letting him. Recently, he's been sticking his finger up his nose - A LOT. We are constantly telling him to get his finger out of his nose. Even at the dinner table. The other night was no exception. Towards the end of the meal, again, we told Cooper to take his finger out of his nose, here's how the rest went:
Cooper: (whine, pout)
Me: What's the matter?
Cooper: It hurts.
Me: What hurts, your nose?
Cooper: uh huh.
Me: Why?
Cooper: Cus ders a pea in der
Me: WHAT?
So, I grab the flashlight and take a peek and in his right nostril is a pea. Plain as day. We grab the tweezers and I can't get it. So Don takes over. We can't get it with the tweezers. Don tries to sprinkle pepper near him so that he will sneeze and the pea will come flying out - no luck there either. Don finally gets Cooper calmed down a little and then gets a toothpick. He's then able to get the pea out. I was a basket case the whole time. I was even calling the nurse line that is set up with our insurance company.

This may be a sign of things to come!

Monsters

I realize that Cooper's sleeping arrangements are probably a result of my own guilt. Guilt for working away from home. Because of that guilt, I rocked Cooper to sleep for the first two years (or maybe 2 and a half years) of his life. It probably would have been longer, but he grew a little big for my lap. So, we transitioned Cooper to our bed. We lay with him and let him fall asleep. After he is asleep, Don takes him to his room. This worked fine until a little over two weeks ago when we moved into our new house.

Cooper would occasionally wake up in the middle of the night and knock on our door to sleep with us, but it wasn't often at first. Then, it got to be EVERY night. Don and I decided that we needed to put Cooper back to bed. So we started doing just that. The first night in the new house, Cooper slept with us, because we hadn't put his bed back together. The second night, he woke up and Don took him back to his room. By the third night, I thought we were home free. No such luck. I woke in the morning to find him alseep on the couch. I thought it was strange and dismissed it. The next night, same thing - sleeping on the couch.

Cooper says that there are monsters in his room and he wakes up and gets on the couch. This scares me as we have tile floor in the living room and he could fall and hurt himself.

The night before last, I was in the kitchen, Cooper was in our room, ready for bed when he yells out "Mommy, mommy - come quick - there's a monster in your room!". So I run in there to see what he's talking about. I ask him to show me where the monster is and he points to the wall by Don's side of the bed. He points right at the shadow of the lamp on the wall. So, Don and I attempt to explain to him what a shadow is and that they are harmless. Both Don and I thought it was a success.

However, that night, he woke up and was on the couch again! Man! So, we had another talk about shadows and reminded him that God is bigger than everything, and he is always protected, etc.

When I woke up this morning, there was no Cooper on the couch. I thought we had our first success! When I dropped Cooper off at Grandma's house, he was anxious to tell her that he slept in his big boy bed all night, and we both expressed just how proud of him we were. I called Don this morning to share this with him and he informed me that Cooper had gotten on the couch in the middle of the night. Don woke up at some time and went the the bathroom and decided to check to see if he was on the couch or not, and sure enough, there he was. So Don put him back in his bed. But the good news is that he stayed in his bed for a little while?

I just don't know what to do about this. We are going to get "Monster Spray" (kinda like a repellent) and see if that works.

I have no idea if I actually have any readers, however if I do and anyone has any suggestions, I'm open.

Where to begin

I hardly know where to begin. It's been forever since I've blogged and oh so much has happened since I last blogged. I'd like to say that I will try to catch up, but I'm realistic - I won't do it! But I will say that I will try harder to blog more often.

Better late than never

I can't believe it's taken me so long to blog. Cooper and I had a great vacation at Nana and Papa's. Cooper enjoyed making everyone crazy (except Gram Fran, he just loved on her!). He went fishing, swimming, and did lots of shopping.

Cooper lovin' Gram (she LOVED it!)

Cooper driving the boat! - look at the seriousness on his face!

Where are the fish Papa?

Papa, Nana and Coopie!