The good parts: I have gone all the way to 3 pm with only half a sandwich in my stomach and no hunger. I am now eating half a can of chicken breast and feel full. I now fit in clothes that fit me before the pregnancy, in Greece, circa March 2005. I realized that the mild and strong headaches I was getting last week and the week before were NOT due to hunger (or coffee withdrawal), but to very tight muscles in the neck area, so I have resumed going to the Chiropractor. I bought a new chiropractic pillow today to see if that helps with the headaches.
The bad parts: I skipped out on exercise today. I noticed the clothes, although they fit, don't fit the same due to a hanging sack of fat below my belly-button line. I have to continue to see the Chiropractor to get relief from the headaches and my insurance limit is fast approaching. The pillow cost $60 so it better be worth it! I noticed I have a very hard time controlling how much I eat in social situations such as restaurants (yesterday) and get-togethers at my house (Saturday). I had a rough night with very little sleep and wasn't able to work on my thesis as much as I hoped today.
I did have a good week after the last fill. I went about a day and a half of only true liquids, which is really the most I've gone. Thursday was A's b-day and we had a nice time celebrating it with our small family at home. It was very enjoyable! I was in such a good mood because I finally felt I have turned the corner. Yes, it helped that I tried on some clothes that just 2 weeks earlier did not fit. I've even started to take photos of myself (face only!) to try to see the progress.
I feel N is starting to bond a lot to me. I think it is because I am spending more time with her, we are talking more together, I am trying to have more patience, I am discipling her more, she is becoming more mature, etc. She has developed a strange phobia of monsters and dolphins and anything that looks strange to her. We've had the same lamp, a buddha-head lamp, on our landing since last year, and last week she became afraid of it. I explained to her it is buddha, so now every time she comes down the stairs she says "Good Morning, puta!". Which is incredibly cute, puta means whore in Spanish and it is also the Chinese pronunciation of Buddha. The other day she refused to get in the car because there was a dolphin inside. We are dealing with it by empowering her to take charge of her monsters. We tell her she must say "booo!" and the monsters get scared of her and leave.
If only I could learn to get rid of my demons the same way...
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Monsters can be good too!!! La verdad que me he reido muchisimo hoy. Esta nueva etapa de N está cada vez mejor. Creo que la técnica que le están enseñando a N para enfrentar sus mounstruos si funciona para el resto de la vida. Solo que conforme crecemos tambien crecen los mounstruos. Y ya no es tan facil "get rid of they". Me recordaste a mi sobrina, cuando estaba en la etapa de picoreta con poco vocabulario... Cuando saliamos en el carro ella le decia a todo el mundo "cierra el seguro" lo que en su idioma sonaba como "cierra eh seculo" ;P y para todos era risa interna y privada. No poniamos el seguro solo para escucharla.
Respecto al saco colgante...(que feo se lee en español) el sabado estuve viendo programas sobre el tema en Discovery Health, ese es el precio a pagar porque la disminución en pesao sea rápida. Trata de no skipear el ejercicio. Un abrazo!
Despues que rebaje, me amarro el saco alrededor de la cintura o algo por el estilo!! Me preocupare despues supongo...
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