Happy (Belated) Easter!!!

Okay, so I'm a little behind with the post, but I wanted to say Happy Easter to all those who might happen upon my blog. :)

This Easter we went and visited the ILs, which was a nice trip. However, the entire time, I didn't spend ANY time really thinking about the true meaning of Easter. I honestly want my children to grow up in a church, knowing and focusing on the meaning of the religious holidays. How did I get so far away from my Christianity? I know it started with college--I had a church at home that I loved, but never really clicked with one on campus...and still haven't put forth any effort to find one in Columbus. That really should change. Of course, it's not going to change this coming weekend or probably the next...but DH and I have both always said that we want our children to have a church. Church was a focal point in my growing up, but wasn't for DH and I want to make that a priority when we have kids...which probably means we should start "shopping" for a church pretty soon!

Anyway, my point is that Easter is a very special time in the Christian faith and I want to recognize this day and the beauty that Christ has risen and is now seated at the right hand of God. In His death, our sins are now able to be forgiven and that is the greatest gift that anyone can ever give. Thank you, God, for sacrificing your Son so that my sins can be forgiven.

Is my uterus in my thighs????

No? It's not? Then why, pray tell, am I having excruciating cramps in my thighs in addition to my stomach and back????

I'm experiencing the worst cramps I've had since I was in college. I spent time in the fetal position this morning, waiting for the ibuprofen to kick in. Ugh. And so AF is here with a vengence.

Had first pregnancy "scare" since going off the pill. Of course, now it isn't so much of a scare as a "hey, we didn't plan it that way". :) (this may be TMI--you've been warned) My first cycle was 33 days, my second, 29, so I thought this month would be a really normal 28 day cycle. Not so. Yesterday was cycle day 30. I had spotted for a few days, but actually pretty much stopped spotting by yesterday. I thought--wow, there's not really a chance I could be pregnant, but... So I called DH and told him I'd wait for him to get back to test. No need for that now! But it's okay--all is still going according to plan.

On the subject of weight loss, though, I'm down another 1.2 pounds WITH PMS bloat. I was really excited. The BEST part is that, with those 1.2 pounds, I am officially down 50 pounds from my max weight. Of course, you get a sticker once you hit 5 pounds lost with WW...and I'm at 4.8. SIL got to her 10 pound mark, though, so she got her ribbon :) We were hoping to hit our milestones together, but it's okay--I'll crush that 5 pound mark next week.

I do have to keep reminding myself that I won't lose like so many of these ladies who are losing 10 pounds in two weeks at the meetings...I've been working to lose weight for a really long time. So 1-2 pounds a week is just fine by me!

The numbers are in.....

.......(drum roll, please)...........





I lost 3.4 pounds my first week!!! Woohoo!!!!

I know I can't keep that up and that's fine, but I'm just excited that changing up how I'm eating has made that big of an impact. I hope I continue to see results. :)

I hate to admit it...

...but I did it.

I have always been one who wanted to be a rebel. But I'm not. I know that. But I hated Dave Matthews b/c all my friends loved him. I hated Labyrinth and Princess Bride because my friends loved them. And I hate Weight Watchers because it's the popular thing here at work. (I also hate Weight Watchers because they don't *really* teach how the points are calculated and want people to think in terms of points. It might work to help lose weight, but most people aren't really thinking about the "calories in=calories out" model)

Anyway, I joined. I'm doing it under protest, but I'm giving it a shot out of frustration of not losing weight. I think most of the frustration because I'm not eating enough and possibly b/c I was eating too much peanut butter each day. With the way I was counting my food, peanut butter counted as a protein, so it was basically free. In moderation. Well, I was having at least 4 T a day...probably more. I had it on toast in the morning and then with fruit/celery in the afternoon....probably a bit too much now that I look at it. Anyway, I'm not losing weight. And I should be. I'm freaking 228 pounds for goodness sake--how can I not lose weight when I work out 4 days a week and cut my food intake???? *sigh*

So I went to my first meeting with my SIL last Wednesday. The meeting was weird...not a big fan. But now I'm officially signed up for 10 more weeks. So I'm doing it. DH and I are counting points and trying to stick with it as much as possible. I'm not eating all my points every day, but I'm trying to really hard. I really, really am. Just need to adjust and eat a bit more during the day, I think.

I go back for my 2nd officialy weigh-in on Wednesday night. I hope I've lost something and continue to lose something. It seems like I've been losing and gaining the same 5 pounds for about 6 months now. And that isn't much fun and is really, really frustrating. I'm holding off on working out, even though I love to do it, just to see about cutting the calories and how that does for me. I don't expect a big loss like so many others have seen in their first week, just because I've been watching what I eat for so long now. But we'll see. A pound would be nice.

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Nothing new on the baby front. Still charting, still ovulating, still waiting. This time next week, I will probably be on my last cycle not trying. Holy crap. Which means in about a month and a half we'll be trying to have a baby.

Breathe.

No panic attack......

I want a baby, but I'm so scared!!! How will our parents react? How will our friends react? We'll be the first of my high school and college friends to have a baby...even though all my friends are at least 26. It will change SO much and that scares me to death. But I know that it'll change in a good way, too. We'll be parents. Responsible for a little person's well-being.

Insert panic attack here.