Tuesday I got on the scale. 190. Cool.
Thursday I got on the scale (I wasn't obsessing so much as I was just plain curious). 187.
Today I got on the scale: 183.
Sweet! At this rate I'll be back in my size 4's by New Years! (Ha ha)
I pulled out my WW's book today. Starting to get in the frame of mind to lose this pregnancy weight. Looks like I'll be eating 34 pts (including nursing pts) per day. Cool. I can do this.
I went on a walk today with my sister. Felt so good. Nothing crazy, just a slow walk around my neighborhood with Shepherd in the stroller. I had been having cabin fever and needed to get out! The walk was nice and I definitely felt better and had more energy afterwards. Shepherd was up ALL NIGHT last night. Gassy and couldn't really settle. So I needed some energy. Luckily my mom and sis are in town taking care of me. I slept until 1pm and woke up feeling like I had a hang over. I'm hoping Shepherd sleeps better tonight. He's definitely got his days and nights mixed up. I don't care if I have to wake to feed him every 2 hours, it would just be nice if he actually slept in between feedings. The only time he settles is if he's hooked to my boob all night. But then I get paranoid I'm going to smother him in my sleep, so then I don't sleep well.
Oh well, this too shall pass.
Other than sleep deprivation, I'm loving every minute of Shepherd's newbornness. He's sweet and smells good and makes me smile.