While the boys are “secretly” making breakfast in bed for me, I figured I’d tap out a quick blog post (or two maybe!).
(Okay had to pause there. My toast and a mug of squash arrived. Jaxon assisted carrying in the tray. I think Daddy carried it up the stairs though lol)
So week four, at my weigh in on Thursday I had put on 2.5lbs (or it could have been 2lbs). This wasn’t exactly a surprise. Following the weekend before, where I hardly ate anything compared to this week, I was definitely not expecting a loss and was mentally prepared for a gain anyway.
Following a situation that happened on the Friday, I couldn’t eat and I felt ill although there wasn’t a specific symptom if that makes sense. I just felt blah and that triggered not feeling hungry for two days and on the third day I had to encourage myself to eat even though it made me feel nauseous otherwise I wasn’t going to keep up with Jaxon and he needed me to be present and focused.
So back to this week. Evening meals have mostly been on plan and following the “not hungry” days although daytimes haven’t always been on plan there has been less junk consumed in general and it’s closer to being on plan. Jaxon loves toast and so I usually end up having sandwiches at lunch because it’s easier than trying to sit down to eat something hot when he’s already inhaled his toast and is ready for the next thing (at this point I think I should be more planned but generally it doesn’t always go that way).
With the weather being a bit better, we’ve been out walking more rather than taking the bus which is all good. I managed to hit my steps target both on Thursday and Friday but because I’ve ran out of battery (and keep forgetting to charge!) I thinkit’s stopped counting now so must remember to put that right as well.
Well it’s nearly 8:30am and we have to be at church for 9am I better stop faffing and get dressed. Speak soon!