After I ate I found myself in that same bathroom (imagine that) again wondering my number. It couldn't have been right earlier that day. I got on again, why I don't know. I was almost two pounds heavier! What the frick frack is that?! Did I seriously eat two POUNDS of food at dinner? I got off, cleared the number and got on again. It was the same. Shocking I know.
This body is the new me and I need to accept it. It doesn't work like it did before I had Andrey. My old clothes still fit, yes, but not the same. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining nor do I think I'm "fat". I'm not and I know that. I just need to be more and more aware of what I'm eating (and I need to work on my posture, but that's a different story). I'm storing my cookies differently now.
Alas, Thanksgiving was a reminder to me that I'm different now because of my daughter. She's actually changed my physical appearance! And my heart too. All the changes are worth the reward. I am so thankful for her!
It was her first Thanksgiving and it was awesome.
The night before I was feeling Kindergarten crafty (and asylum crazy) and made us all some hats.
|"Act like a turkey in this one."|
Thanksgiving was busy! She was able to spend it with both sets of grandparents, and her great-grandparents (paternal's paternal). My girl was a champ all day, skipped her afternoon nap and stole the show.
|T-Day, before heading to my parent's house.|
|Mommy Pummel, Grandma Pummel and Great-Grandma Pummel|
|Daddy Pummel, Grandpa Pummel and Great-Grandpa Pummel|
I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving too!