Scale Sunday: Week 10

A quick explanation about the absence of Saturday posts: My heart hasn't been in writing lately, and when that's the case there's really no point. My creative drive has been more geared toward crafting.

This was a tough week with very sick kids. It started Monday with Gavin. Wednesday when he was mostly healed Ian got sick. Things with him seemed better Thursday so I ran to the store quick to stock up on chicken noodle soup, Sprite, and saltines. As soon as I put the vehicle in park Liam started getting sick in the parking lot. I spent nearly all day Friday sitting with Addie so I could catch when she got sick. Ian's bug seemed to have a brief revival as well. But God is so good and gave me a break through the night Friday so I could be waken at 1 am to sit up with another sick child. I feel so drained on top of getting sick myself today. I feel as though I could sleep for a week.

These weeks happen when you have little people. It's easier to get through the older I get; my patience seems to have grown through the years. You can't help but feel terrible for them, but you know it's coming...and when it starts it's almost a relief so you can stop jumping expectantly at every cough and start clicking off the hours till their hopeful recovery.

My weight/health has understandably been on the back burner through all this. I almost always get sick last: another one of God's designs, no doubt, so I can nurse everyone else back to health before paying my dues. This time it didn't quite work that way, so you do what you can.

5 lbs. till I hit my goal weight with a little over 3 weeks left. When I get there I'll share before and after photos.

63 lbs. lost since January 1, 2018.

I'm the weight I was when I was married 12 years ago (24 years old).