Monday, October 31, 2011

Feeling Funky

I've been in a bit of a funk lately.  It all started with that whole drama last week with the nasty comment and then became deep set after a regular customer at work asked I had had my baby yet since she thought I still looked the same and couldn't tell for sure.


Nothing boosts your self esteem like being told you still look like you're ready to give birth when your baby is about to turn 2 months old.  Awesomesauce.

So, that launched a week of me being down in the dumps, crabby, and HUNGRY.  I would bounce back and forth between eating practically nothing (including Evan's amazing chicken on the grill) and binging on Halloween candy.  Seriously, my relationship with food sucks and when something gets in my head like this, it gets even worse. 

I'm feeling a little better now and have stopped being quite so manic depressive about the whole thing.  I've amped up my water consumption and tried to get my sweet tooth under control a little bit.  I'm attempting to make some better choices with my food and I'm telling myself that I will lose the weight if I just give myself some time.  It's just such a struggle for me.  I feel like if I look at a french fry, I can feel my butt getting bigger. 

I did take a big step and got myself in a photo with Thomas the other night.

That's progress, people. 

Anyone else have a very love/hate relationship with food?  I'm thinking about asking for a year's membership to Weight Watchers Online for Christmas.  I think I'd do well with that program.  Has anyone tried it?  Thoughts?

Oh, and just becuase it's cute, check out this Instagram shot of some happy little nursing hands.

How is it that hands can be so cute???

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