And loving it. You know you were really out of control when you are excited to fit into your fat pants. The crazy thing is that it makes me feel so much thinner. Ian and I have really been trying to watch it and I can tell a little bit of a difference - enough to fit in the FP's!
So basically I am hungry a lot during the day, but it feels good to at least be doing something about it. The twins turn one on Sunday and I think that is part of my motivation. I remember with Maggie that I really wasn't motivated to lose the weight until she turned one. It's felt the same this time for some reason. So here I go. We'll see. I'm not making any promises. Trying to take one day at a time, as they say.
The one great part about Tori's small size is that people think I have a one year old and a one month old - so man do I look good for just having had two babies so close together. That's what people say to me now, by the way..."Man, you really had them close together!". Yeah, closer than you think, lady - try ONE minute.
As the girls turn one I am finding myself in another quandry of feeding my kids. I know I want them off the bottle, but Tori's so tiny and I want to make sure she's getting all she needs. How do I know? I have no example to go by where she is concerned. Just trying to trust my instincts. They both have made the jump to the sippy cup pretty well, although Tori can't hold a bottle or a sippy cup so it really doesn't help me much. Zoe - she's like her mama - just put anything in front of her and watch her go to town.
OK, gotta run and prepare some kind of bird food for my dinner.