Wiegh-In Surprise and Weekend Goodness

Yes I was surprised with this mornings weigh in. I hadn't had a great week. I was dealing with some major stress in the beginning and tried some stupid things to deal with it. (1 of them was eating to much) That didn't work. I was only more stressed, and feeling physically awful. So Wednesday morning, I upped the exercised and started writing out my meal plan for the day. It felt better. I was able to think clearer. (Can you believe it?) And I worked hard and stuck to it. I did an extra workout Thursday afternoon, and another one Sunday morning. Can you get addicted to this?? Honestly, it feels so good. I luv moving, and mastering the moves, and feeling the adrenalin rushing through me for hours. I weighed myself through the week and had hoped fingers crossed I would at least be the same. But it proved well worth it this morning when I was a pound down!! Yeah!! Exercise and eating well IS the key! A total of 5.6lb in 3 weeks.

I worked out 7 times last week.

I followed Weight Watchers points Wednesday-Sunday. I adjusted my points for breastfeeding and knocked off 2. 

Moving forward, slowly! 

I know I promised a picture of me every week. I don't know how realistic that it is since I am the one behind the camera....but I will try, and I have a picture for today :) (courtesy of Goran)

i luv this! cradling her smallness in my arms, nourishing her with the greatest gift I can give her.

The last few days have been a whirlwind of family, and togetherness, and watching them grow! Its the life I live, maybe nothing special to some, but to me it is everything. Each of these small people in my house, becoming more of there own, emerging, learning new things, sometimes getting along, and sometimes running and screaming from each other.

'learning new things'

'emerging'

But I luv spending time with them. Or just watching them learn, and listen, and follow instructions from someone else.

I luv these memories we are making for them. 

Sometimes, when Angelina's eyes are pooling with tears over school work, or Bryan is screaming at me because he doesn't want to go to bed, or Grace is crying because her feelings are hurt, or the baby is standing in yet another puddle of pee, the cookies are beeping, pasta is boiling over, and the laundry has followed me from room to room without getting folded all day, (all at once, and Goran is shaking his head with a luving smile) I wonder if I am doing anything right.

And then we skip all the morning work and go for coffee. Me and the wee ones. We order, and sit, and talk and drink. They interact together, sharing, and talking and laughing. Eyes shining, lips smiling, and my heart sings. Grace shyly compliments a woman on her new baby. Angelina holds the door open for an elderly gentleman.  Bryan reaches out for his small sisters hand. These are the times my eye fill with happy tears. My heart sometimes feels like it is going to explode with happiness and joy. 

i didn't stage this. I've been waiting for it to happen, and it did :)

I must be doing something right.

I read a quote this weekend that spoke to my heart. "Love Multiplies, Not Divides."

How amazing is that?

It has rained this morning, and the puddles are calling me and my 4. Schoolwork is done and cookies are baked (without getting burnt). Ah, but the laundry awaits and there are white paper circles all over the floor from the hole punch. And they will be here when we get back!

Hope your weekend was amazing, and your week ahead holds greatness waiting for you!