Crooked Eyebrow

Tomorrow is a big day… the scale, it doesn’t lie.

Today? I will fess up to what I may face tomorrow.

* This weekend I ate pizza, drank a malted cold beverage, had Mexican and a huge cobb salad at Red Robin.  Not wise choices, and I know I could have done so much better.

* I have been eating poorly and using the excuse of stress.

* Hi, my name is Donya and I have been a life long emotional eater. (waves)

*You know that treadmill I said I was going to clean off? Well, damn (hangs head). Since going back to work I have 3 hours with my kids and then it is time for me to sleep. I have yet to find the time to get it cleared off. 

* I am embarrassed of my lack of follow through.

*I drank 2 mexican bottled cokes this week (40 g carbs in one serving!!!)

*Thankfully I am packing my lunch for work and avoiding drive thrus. BUT I find myself cruising the coffee area looking for sweets way too often. Thankfully nothing has been there. Bad intentions….

A positive note?

*I currently have been drinking  3/4 to 1 gallon of water faithfully every day.

*I joined a biggest loser contest at work.

*Since going back to work I am walking way more than I was.

So, I do have those few things going for me. Do I have to weigh in? Yes? Damn.

Well, I have no words other than I thought this week would be better and yet it is not. I need to do a total overhaul of my lifestyle. My stress level is through the roof, I have cried everyday, all day and I am not sleeping as well as I should be.

My first week back to work was rough and so was my diet. Exercise? no time.  I get up at 3:30 to get to work by 7:30.  I get home at 5:30 and collapse with the baby at 9:30.  I am spinning out of control and quite honestly this week’s gain is just so very frustrating.

I am trying, but I know deep down in my size 18 pants that it is not enough. Here is to hoping something gives, and let it be the scale next week.

Last week #207

This week #209

+2 pounds

Last week: 206

This week: 207

+1

Well last week ended with me going to Cupcake 10 and me not avoiding the amazing cupcakes that were there was difficult.

I know, I know, excuses. This week I returned to work and hopefully back to better eating habits. While I was at home I had the chance to snack as needed and grazing soon became a habit. At work I am not able to do that, so it’s my hopes that the big losses are on their way.

Gosh my waistline hopes.

So,I have added, but gosh darn it I am gonna get back down.

Well if you read my post yesterday here you know that I am having a hard week with motivation and emotional eating. I want to be strong and I need to be stronger.

Next week I will return to work and I know I won’t be snacking like I have been and I will be more active as well.  It should be an interesting week for sure. I haven’t worked since October and I was loving every minute of it.

I am breastfeeding but I think my cycle is about to start again and I feel and look swollen. I am praying like heck that the weight will come off soon.

This week I plan to not drink pop, drink more water and make wiser decisions. But. I  am going to cupcake 10 and will have to indulge, no one likes a party pooper.

Last week: 208

This week: 206

-2 #

Happy re thinking your shrink everyone!

I, Crooked Eyebrow , need to confess. I have been super, over the top emotional all week long. In which case has led me done a path of horrible, comfort eating.

*I have not had any veggies in weeks

*I have eaten  a lot of cookies and also the dough

*I have eaten out, a  lot

*My treadmill is still covered with crap

I am letting myself down, but I knew this week would be hard. I will be better to my self and body,soon. Like after cupcake 10 this weekend.

oh dear, weigh in is tomorrow? damn

I am trying so very hard to get rid of my old habits and bring in healthier new ones. I am trying, but am having such a hard time.

My maternity leave is over in 10 days and I am sick about it. I will be running on about 4 hours asleep a day, working full time and in the process to better myself.  At this point with a infant I am struggling just trying to find time to use the restroom and eat a meal sitting down.  Finger foods (junk) have become my staple and my only exercise has been bouncing a baby. No progress has been made so far. Fail. I want to win, dammit.

I’ m worried about failing, failing in front of so many readers and fellow sister(bros) here. So I know I am just having a weak moment but I know that some other people may be having them too and for different reasons.

I do realize that now is the time. It is time to put my old eating and lifestyle habits to rest. It’s a new decade and I am wanting a new me. A new healthier, stronger me. Not just for myself, but for my family as well.

Now I have to make a plan.  Have you made your plan, your re-think your shrink plan?

Small steps for me for right now:

1) drink water. While breastfeeding, I need to be drinking way more than I am right now.No more delicious yummy bottled Mexican cokes.

2) When going back to work in a week,  I need and have to plan my lunches so I am not tempted by the ease of a drive thru. My lunch break will be taken up with pumping, so I need to have my lunches planned and packed since I will be short on time.

3) By the end of this week I am hoping to dig out my treadmill and start walking. In 2 weeks I want to start the couch to 5k program. As much as I would love to be doing the half marathon along side my shrinking jeans family, my body is just not ready.

By starting newer or just plain healthier habits I am hoping to  be able to look at myself in the mirror and love what I see staring back at me. I have horrible self-esteem and poor body image. It is my goal in 2010 to love and accept what I see. My biggest fear is to pass this onto my children. For the love of everything good in this world, let them accept and love themselves for everything they are.

So here I go, trying one day at a time. Hoping to love and accept the new…

Well, what can I say….

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas, I know my family and I did.  Did Santa bring you everything you wished for and more? I sure hope so. This holiday was wonderful and fulfilling.  Maybe even  a bit much actually. I feel fat, bloated and kinda guilty…my weight loss was going so well and I sabotaged it this holiday.

You see, my husband is an amazing cook and we hosted Christmas dinner to celebrate our new kitchen. Therefore we had to really put on a great display of baked goods and delicious, fattening rich foods for our families. At one point I watched my husband put a stick of butter in the mashed potatoes alone. Part of me cried, but the other have of me was drooling. Prime Rib? Luscious, juicy prime rib. OMG. Did I say how good of a cook my husband is? Have I ever told you how much we love food?

Yeah, that’s why I can’t shop at the cool places, I love food too much and my ass can’t fit it in the tiny pants on the rack of the Gap. (one day they will)

(damn)

Did I mention the baked goods? Shit, they practically jumped in my mouth every time I walked near them. Red velvet cupcakes, cookies, brownies. I think I can actually hear my thighs begging for mercy.

Water? Ha,I was too busy laughing, drinking and being merry. So today is a new day and I know what I did wrong. So no more excuses, I am re-thinking my shrink, are you?

*originally posted 11-25-08 but it still works for this holiday!

Twas the night before the diet, when all through the house

not a person was cooking, not even ordering out…

The lunches were packed sitting in the fridge with care

In hopes that shrinking jeans would soon be near.

Crooked Eyebrow was nestled with her laptop on the couch with care

While visions of ice cream and brownies danced in her head.

in her XXL shirt and fat pants

she had just settled in for a dieting plan.

When out of the kitchen arose a sweet smell

she sprang up to see what was going so well.

Away from the cookies she went out in a flash

and to the cabinet there was a big bash

tonight it will only be water in a glass

for no longer does Crooked Eyebrow want to have a big ass.

*jotted down on the eve of our launch*

One year ago as we all sat in different cities and complained about our weight, ideas about a sisterhood where thrown around. A sisterhood of what exactly? Several emails later the sisterhood of shrinking jeans came to life. Okay maybe not that quick, but here it is one year later and it is beyond anything we imagined.

I remember starting the sisterhood with hopes of losing weight for my 30th birthday back in May. I wanted to start my new decade looking all hot and fit. Did I? NOPE. Little did I know that the first little weight loss I had with the sisterhood would kick my ovaries back into gear. At the end of January I found out I was expecting after several years of infertility.

SURPRISE!! I was back on the road to weight gain. With that said I had to take a break from the sisterhood way sooner than ever planned. I tried to keep in touch as my belly grew, but I always read and followed what was going on at the ‘hood. What I saw was wonderful and the friendships that have been made here blew me away. Well actually they made me want to get back in the game and fast.

So here I am 6 weeks postpartum and I feel like in this year I have come full circle. I came wanting to lose weight, lost it, went through pregnancy (had a gorgeous girl) and now have to lose weight all over again. Now is the time and I can’t wait to share my 2nd attempt of my weight loss journey, because the sisterhood is the best place to do so.

Here is a history of my numbers:
Last year I weighed about 218#
I started shrinking jeans last November at 213#
I got down to 198#
Went to 200# and was pregnant

Delivery date I was 234#
2 weeks postpartum I was 211.5#
last week I was 210#

My goal is to get down to 200# by the end of this challenge.

better yet…I am putting my 6 week postpartum photos up too. It’s my hope that I can come back in 6 weeks and look even better and that is going to be my fuel to keep myself motivated.

Well there you have it, I think I might puke if I re-think my decision to post these, so here goes nothing…

Oh my goodness, I last updated my shrinking jeans blog when I was 16 weeks pregnant. I need to fill y’all in! Currently I am 33 1/2 weeks along with a sweet little baby girl.

Yes a girl! (squeee)

Before I stepped away from the Sisterhood (you know, while my jeans were expanding and not shrinking…) I wrote that my goal was to only gain about 25 pound in these blessed 9 months. How have I been doing???

Well, as of today I have gained 26 pound with about 6 weeks to go. Not too bad and I am totally accepting that I went over my ideal goal  that I had set in mind.

I have done a few things differently from when I was pregnant almost 9 years ago. First, water. I have kept up with all my water intake and limited just about all pop out of my diet. For the first few months I did have a slight addiction to lemonade though. Second, activity. I remained much more active in this pregnancy than I did with my son. Although I didn’t make it on the treadmill as much, I did squeeze in workouts. Finally, my diet choices were more health conscious than before. Thankfully I craved salads for the first 5 months and I did manage to stay away from nightly bowls of ice cream.  So 26 pounds doesn’t sound bad at all, right???

With that in mind, I am now looking towards how I am going to shed that weight once my baby girl is in my arms. That’s where the sisterhood comes back into play. Although I have been quiet, I’ve still been reading and keeping up with all these amazing challenges. I figured I’ll be coming back with my own challenges. Post-partum weight loss and I know I’ll need all the love and support that the sisterhood has become known for!

and that’s why I’ll be super-excited to be back.

Smooches

xoxo

CE