numbers

I have been paying much closer attention to a certain 3 digit number as of late. Ever since I had Sydney I hadn't been monitoring that 3 digit number very closely...and I have paid for it! At my first doctor's appointment when I was pregnant with Gavin, I honestly about croaked when I saw the number on the scale. I sheepishly gazed at it, probably blushing I'm sure. I know, I know, it's not all about weight and the weight I was gaining at that time was a good thing...but for the 18 months prior to that I had no excuse and I was ashamed of myself. Of course now I was pregnant and couldn't even think about trying to lose weight, so I embraced it and told myself that after I was pregnant I would work harder at getting back to a more...appealing...number!

About a month or so ago I finally bought a scale to keep in our room to weigh myself every morning. Before even going downstairs I weigh myself and much to my surprise, astonishment, joy, insert-all-other-synonyms-for-HAPPY-here, that number has been going down, and down, and down some more. I'll give you one of the beautiful numbers I saw this morning that I hadn't seen in awhile...but that is all I'm going to give you....: 4. I am not feeling confident enough just yet to share the other two numbers, but maybe if that 4 becomes a 3, you just might luck out. ;)

Now I wish I could say that I had discovered some fantastic workout routine/ritual--I wish I had the time in the day TO have a fantastic workout routine, but sadly, this new number is just a result of luck (I guess?) and Mother Nature. I have to give all the glory to breastfeeding actually--that and my small amount of willpower to just have one bite of cake instead of three or four. Breastfeeding is the only thing I can think of that I am doing that is actually burning calories!! lol So here's to more wonderful surprises on the scale...I sure hope I didn't just jinx myself!