Eating for One

May 17, 2012

in How to Diet in Reverse

The Big Man’s been gone quite a bit this Spring, which leaves me here with the Littles alone. All day. Every day.

Which, in theory, isn’t such a big difference from our every day lives. I am, after all, a SAHM. And the Big Man is employed by someone generous enough to pay enough to allow me to do nothing but bake cookies, play puzzle, and blog clean all day long.  And by employed, I mean he leaves well before the children drag me out of bed, and returns just in time for a home-cooked-and-re-heated meal, bathtime, and blessed, blessed bedtime.

It may not seem like much, but those two hours each day? Keep me sane.

They also keep me from stress-eating my way through the day and then rewarding myself with a big bowl of the Little Man’s potty candy each night.

So, needless to say, I’ve gained a few pounds this Spring.

I’d like to believe Maggy when she says she doesn’t believe me.

Except each morning I position scale exactly in the middle of the slightly raised portion of the bathroom floor, just out of reach of the Little Miss’s adorably pudgy fingers, to where it’s scarlet needle points just slightly to the left of 0, and then, oh so lightly, step onto it.

And then I wince.

And look around to make sure the Little Man hasn’t suddenly decided to join Mommy on the scale.

I reposition my feet. And then reposition them again.

And then, just when I’ve decided it’s time to buy a new scale, I realize that I also need to buy a new dryer. Since it’s obviously managed to shrink my favorite pair of jeans. Nothing else in the same load, judging from how many times I’m still rolling the Little Man’s pants, just my jeans.

So, perhaps, when I go pick up a new scale, I should also look at getting a new pair of running walking shoes?


Jan May 17, 2012 at 11:54 am

Official weight rule: you get three years per baby before even having to think about it! Not that you need to, because you look wonderful, ESPECIALLY considering you have a toddler plus baby in the house!

Aunt M May 17, 2012 at 10:05 am

I know this is your public blog. But I just saw you. And in eleven years, I’ve never seen you so slim. I tried to hug you and my arms went so far around that I ended up smacking myself in the face.

Here’s to Potty Candy!

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