Scale Saturday 2018: Week 2

We started off with a bang this week: Sunday was Gavin's 9th birthday. And of course there was cake. Thankfully Sunday is my off day. I did not keep up my food journal (but wanted to out of curiosity!) though what I ate was pretty easy to remember.

Pizza.
Cake.
More pizza.
More cake.

I washed it down with orange juice, because my throat felt like I had swallowed glass, and a can of Pepsi. It was one of the best Pepsis I had ever tasted.

My favorite frozen pizza: the Screamin' Sicilian. Fire roasted peppers, pieces of sausage bigger than my thumb....

The strangest thing is that I didn't feel out of control like I had to binge on junk food while I could. I almost considered staying true to my diet all day, but I'm really trying to avoid burning myself out. The fact of the matter is, if you eat nothing but pizza and cake in a day, you will gain weight. My "off day" cost me three pounds.

This has been an awfully hard week emotionally and physically, just from the point of being mama. It was the second week of nearly everyone being sick, but my little babies got it bad this week. Ian was listless on the couch for three days with a fever...and then Addie got it. I haven't been this sleep deprived in...well, I don't know when. The nurse on call told me it's most likely influenza and to stay at home unless it's an emergency. Influenza is spreading like crazy this year. A man from my hometown died because of influenza last week. My heart hurts for them...for my babies that have never been through this. I'm scared for Addie.

While I feel like I've been cheating on the diet front because I really haven't felt hungry in two weeks, I did splurge last night and have some curly fries with my can of tuna. (Did I make that sound glamorous enough?) And my poor husband came home with a bottle of Bailey's liqueur for me, probably hoping to stave off a sleep-deprived meltdown on my part. I had a glass of that, because these changes I'm making need to be a lifestyle and not a sprint to a finish line. And this isn't a lifestyle where I never have a drink to relax because of the calories it contains. I have the rest of my life to get this right (though that time may not be that far off, I'm not going to sweat it).

Besides my "off" day, the fries and Bailey's are the only splurges I've had this week. There were no late night sweets binges, no "sampling" a spoonful of a tasty, high calorie something, no sneaky runs through the drive-thru. Actually, it's been two weeks since I've stepped foot out of this house. Maybe that's why the results weren't as spectacular this week? More likely because I had to re-lose 3 lbs from last Sunday, so in fact 6 pounds were lost this week.

Fun Fact: there are 150 calories in ONE SHOT (1.5 oz.) of Bailey's Irish Liqueur. 
Our tumblers are about 8 oz, so a tumbler full of Bailey's over ice is at least 600 calories. Yikes.