The next day I started doing something
I didn't think I'd ever do: count calories.
I got on a website called
MyFitnessPal, put it my weight, guessed at a goal weight and,
started trying to keep my caloric intake under the goal number for
the day (roughly 2000). As it turns out, calories can sneak in via
some pretty circuitous routes. My trail mix? Lots of calories in
there. I only ate 5 fig newtons a day, for my daily 'lunch-dessert',
but considering the low number I was trying to hit, that had to hit
the highway. PB&J after Tyler goes to bed? Nearly 400 calories
by my estimation, and that's just too much. I've gotten down to
small dinners, carefully measured lunches, and...pretty much the same
breakfast I've been eating for years, so that was okay. I might try
and throw some more eggs in there, though. They seem like good
breakfast fare.
It's made me really reconsider what I
want to eat. When you start limiting yourself like this you start to
really think about where you want your calories to come from, and
when you want to eat them. Especially, too, when you make yourself
exercise, and you start to see how much effort it is just to burn off
a few hundred calories. Did you know I don't even get to eat fruit
whenever I want anymore? Too much energy in most fruit. I can eat
veggies at will, but let's be honest, Tyler is right: veggies are
pretty gross.
It's a lot of effort, and I never
thought I'd spend this much time thinking about what I eat,
scrutinizing every meal. I'm not tracking calories every day
anymore, I tend to estimate just to keep my sanity, but a couple of
times a week I try to keep a solid count, just to keep myself honest.
Oh, and last time I checked, I was at
224 and dropping. So the effort is paying off. I'm just hoping I
can keep this up, you know, forever.
Tyler. Is. Wearing. Underwear. Holy
crap! This is big news, people, stop whatever you're doing. Well,
okay, technically, now he's wearing diapers, because he's
asleep and we're not crazy, but we started him on saturday and kept
him in underwear most of the weekend. He did pretty well, though we
have to lead him periodically to the bathroom, and he won't think of
it on his own yet. #2 is also pretty tricky, but it's a work in
progress. The point is that we've taken a big step, here, people.
One that is going to involve a lot of extra laundry for a while. But
if you recall, we had him in cloth diapers for many, many months, so
super-gross laundry is nothing new to us.
Today was his first day back at school
with underwear. He was a little bummed out when he realized that his
pants obscured his totally sweet Lighting McQueen underwear, but for
the most part he did pretty good today. It'll be a work in process
(and don't be surprised if we totally wuss out for the New York Trip)
but the little guy is growing up. Apologies to whichever family
members' floor he pees on first. I figure it's only a matter of
time.
Tyler is also starting to have full
conversations, though for some reason he likes it better when he has
a toy and you have a toy and your toy asks his toy what his toy did
during the school day. Too modest, otherwise, I suppose. He also is
putting together some pretty elaborate play scenarios. On Sunday he
got his luggage, some luggage for daddy (a pumpkin bucket) some
luggage for mommy (a purse) and then we went to the airport (kitchen)
and sat in the airplane (floor) and went to new york. He walked over
to the museum (Office) and saw the Dinosaur (actual Toy Dinosaur, I
was impressed) and then we looked up and saw the big Blue Whale
(ceiling). It was too high up to touch. We checked. And then, after
all of that, we went back on the plane, flew back to Texas, and then
said hello to the kitties when we got back to the house. Then he did
our tax returns!
Micro-News!
Tyler has been taking swim lessons.
Next week is his last class and I am coming to watch and see how good
Tyler is now.
Tyler is starting to learn numbers and
sounds. He'll be writing novellas before you know it.
Till next time, everyone,
-N
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