This week started off on the wrong foot, as I weighed in at 262. However, this morning, I am back down to 257.2. This is five pounds lost. Wow, what a difference watching what you eat really makes!
Yesterday, was my father's birthday and I was soooo worried about the birthday cake I was going to devour. What's worse, my mother called me and told me she cooked my favorite steak (bisteak, which is breaded and fried). How can I resist? Where did my mother learn these Chinese torture techniques? It's just not fair. So I did what was expected of me, I ate some bisteak, but in a "normal" quantity. I also served my son on my same plate so I would have to share my amount with him. As for the ice cream cake, I ate a "small" piece and actually threw a bite away! wow! Who the hell are you and what have you done with the REAL fatass Gia?? I was actually proud of myself.
On better news, I am trying to breastfeed my daughter again. I thought that the milk that I am still lactating would be rotten, but apparently not. According to La Leche League, the milk is still good and would be great if I started breastfeeding her again. At first, when I stuck the nipple in her mouth (sorry if there any men reading this) she looked at me with a quizistive look. But being the great baby that she is, she said "the hell with it" and went on to sucking. Shes so great. What is even better, I have layed off on the smoking. Yes, I know, I know, I shouldnt be smoking anyway. I am trying to stop. Perhaps the breastfeeding will also make me loose some calories (is it vain for me to think this way)?
On another topic, I took my son to the Pulmonologist today and got some news about his asthma. First off, I am to continue giving him two aerosol treatments a day and Cingular once a day. But they did an allergy test that has shown some funny results. Well, not funny, but funny in the sense that crap like this only happens to me. Based on the results of the allergy test, JJ is allergic to mold. Now, for the normal person, that would'nt be a problem---> just dont have him smell old, rotted, moldy trees. But for GIA, this means that the mattress that someone let us have, that got a little wet while in storage, that has mildew built up, that I tried cleaning with several products and vacuuming, ---> it has to go. So now what? I have to throw away his mattress and figure out where the money tree grows so I can pluck a couple of bills off of it (preferably the bills that have a guy named Benjamin) Nevertheless, somehow, someway, a new option will appear. Again, as always, wish me luck. Or should I say, "pray for us"?
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