I literally almost fell out of my stirrups.
I gained 9 pounds. In five weeks.
Do you know how long it takes to lose nine pounds? A really, really long time. Nine pounds. I just have not been able to get over that all day long. I mean, I am walking for an hour three times a week, sometimes more, I don’t think I am eating as perfect as I could so there is definitely some room for improvement there. But NINE POUNDS.
In my defense, we just had a fantabulous weekend with my girlfriends from California and all caution was thrown right into the wind. Pizza, churro bites, cheese ball, you name it. I will definitely be watching what I eat more carefully now that my doctor has gently reminded me that a “14 pound baby can only be delivered by c-section.”
- My hair is too short and it can not grow fast enough. What was I thinking? It’s like what Amy says in Little Women, “Oh no, Jo–your one true beauty.”
- I have some how contracted The Cold of Death. I am usually proud of my healthy immune system but it has failed me this week, and if we weren’t so short handed at work I would be curled up in my bed watching Pride and Prejudice and drinking 7-up from an over sized cup.
- I finally feel prepared for Disneyland Weekend ’09. Outfits, sunglasses, camera case, obnoxious tennis shoes, CHECK and ready to go. I hope me and my NEW NINE POUNDS can keep up with everyone. If you see me zoom past you on a moby, you will know why.
- Cinnamon causes severe heartburn when consumed in mass quantities, just a heads up. Also, heartburn is not to be confused with a heart attack or a case of omg Jazz I think I am dying. There is a difference.
Upcoming blog posts: What Baby Sorensen is up to now, Leigh and Mex do the ‘Tah ’09, and Disneyland, Take Two.