Ms Elizabeth's Journal, 16 April 2015

Weight ticked down slightly again today! Only.. I forgot what the scale said somewhere between getting dressed and brushing my teeth so I can't log it and I wasn't about to strip down to my skivies again to see what it said because by that point there was 2 dogs, a toddler and a preteen in the bathroom with me. Instead I'm just going to be happy that I'm a teeny tiny bit lighter today than I was yesterday.

Eating is pretty good. Only a couple teeny tiny slips. They aren't weightloss threatening but I would probably be losing weight better if it weren't for these teeny tiny slips. Like the doube stuffed oreo. I didn't even touch the thing! Literally. I'm not fibbing this time. I got them for little man and while I was working on the barn sign in the dining room he asked if he could have one. I said sure give me a second. A second was too long. He climbed his little butt onto the counter, opened the container, grabbed 2 then came rushing over to me. I must have had my mouth open in shock from his gymnastic almost 3 yr old stunt because before I knew it I was standing there with a can of paint in one hand, a paint brush in the other hand, and he jumped on one of the dining room chairs and shoved the cookie right in yelling "HERE MOMMA!" Then he raced off into the living room yelling Pum! Pum! It was my teeny tiny slip. I would rather have teeny tiny slip than tell my 3 yr old thanks but no thanks when he's being so sweet and thinking of someone other than himself while getting his double stuffed oreo fix on. His dad does the same thing so that just melts my heart a little bit more.

Tonight I meet with a potential new sitter who is only watching 1 kid right now. She sounded young but everyone seems to think she's nice. Plus she lives right across the street from grandma and in front of one of our hay fields. Hopefully I still have time to workout. I've been on the elliptical every night while I attempt to get peanut to sleep in his own bed. I'm thinking of the machine noise as white noise.. and seeing me in front of the crib bouncing up and down? That's just entertainment. It seems to be working. He falls asleep within 10 minutes for 2-3 hours.. wakes up and screams bloody murder for someone to come get him. This is what I get for co-sleeping. I haven't slept without a foot in my face for at least 2 years now. If it isn't peanut it's little man. If I can handle the stress and the crying and the pleading this weekend may be the start of operation "Get outta my bed!" The tricky part is peanut gets up 3-4 times a night and little man is a sneaky bed ninja. I'll look over at 3 am and he's there. I put him in his own bed. I wake up to every little noise but somehow the sneaky bed ninja manages to sneak to the middle of our bed and snuggle right in.

Diet Calendar Entry for 16 April 2015:
822 kcal Fat: 34.75g | Prot: 39.59g | Carb: 86.41g.   Breakfast: Wegmans Peeled Baby Carrots, Laughing Cow Mini Babybel Original Cheese, Oscar Mayer Traditional Bacon, Egg, Coffee (Brewed From Grounds), Domino Sugar Sugar Packet, Cream (Half & Half). Lunch: Signature Cafe Supreme Pizza. more...

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So.. my kids are autistic, a wee bit older too, and I don't have a partner to worry about right now but here's whats working for me. We do big drawn out dramatic bedtime routine at 8ish. I have a queen sized bed sideways and we all fit (though my feet hang off the end). Its a big puppy pile with a gazillion pillows and comfy blankets. They fall asleep while I work on my laptop(yeah I know we are uber dysfunctional). I crawl out and put pillows where I was and tuck blankets around them and run for my room. They end up next to each other but they finally sleep 6 or so hours, without me! although I have woken up fairly often with a stinky little boy foot in my face its getting less and less often. Seriously I don't know what I am going to do if I start dating again. I know they will sleep by themselves when they are adults. Right? 
16 Apr 15 by member: nicholaix
I finally got my daughter out of my bed. She was 11 or was it 12--years old! It was easier letting her climb in then arguing or listening to her cry. I knew she was safe, warm in the winter, away from the heater (which is across from her room and I was nervous about) and well, it was easier. Of course I had the cats and dogs in bed right along with her. LOL. Finally, it was just time to put my foot down and I really think she was ready. She didn't give me any troubles, at all. There have been or two nights when she was afraid or not feeling well that she has come in to sleep with me, but that's it.  
16 Apr 15 by member: Jillzee00

     
 

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