B is back! Woohoo!
Except he has totally burst my bubble.
K, so, I'm on a quest to be more healthful and fit in to pre-Mum clothes. I do crazy things like exercise and measure my cereal in cups and drink so much water that I have to interrupt baby naps for bathroom breaks and have salads for lunch and put almond butter in my oatmeal, 'cause: protein! But, it is not all in vain. The craziness has = 5 pounds down. Which, isn't a lot but the scale was the same for like 2 months so any minus is a good minus.
Brian is like minus 100 pounds.
He says it was the stress of NTC.
UM? I have the stress of bottles at 1 am, 3am, 4am, 5am. Trying to pack for three for two weeks away from home. Keeping the accounts positive when he sports the spendy-pants. Moving 6000 miles while he has a party in the desert.
Stress does not make you skinny.
And then, since he has been gone for a month, he gets to pick dinner. His choice? Pad Thai, because it is more healthy than Chinese food. Really?
I just hope I can muster the willpower to not put the pudge back on.
|Lulu is pretty excited he's home too.|