Our move

Feb 25, 2009

We're settling into our new home here in Mary Esther.  My husband left a little over 2 weeks ago for his assignment to Turkey.  He's missing us like crazy.  And we miss him.  15 months is such a long time. My son and I have been trying to stay busy.  He goes to preschool two times a week and we go to gymnastics on Monday mornings.  He loves it!  Wednesdays we go to a playgroup and Fridays are grocery shopping days.  I need to keep my mind occupied   Weekends are the lonliest days but we're making do!

I'm coming up on 8 months post op and I have lost a total of 103 pounds.  It's hard to believe I actually weigh 148 pounds!  This is the smallest I have ever been.  I need to take time now and start trying to tone up.  It's looking pretty rough.  I do not have the body of a 30 year old!  I'm sure I'll be looking into plastics once my husband returns from the desert.  Now, the real battle begins of keeping the weight off.  I have found myself snacking more and more out of pure boredom.  I am embarassed to admit it but at least I know I have issues.  I have never really gotten sick on anything and my pouch can tolerate just about damn near anything.  I need to stay in control or I know I will end up where I started and that would be a huge embarassement for me!  So, I have vowed to start walking every morning.  We have a beautiful private beach in our subdivision and I'm doing to take advantage of it.  We walked over there Monday morning and watched the tugboats go by.  My son loved that.  There is a personal trainer on base who offers 6 sessions for $125 and I am seriously thinking of calling her and having her help me.  I just need some motivation.  I"ve been severely depressed since my husband left and I am just starting to feel like myself again.  I feel like a piece of me is missing.  That first week, it felt like I was on auto pilot, feels like a dream now.

Anyway, it's always nice to vent or type or whatever, lol.  If you got this far, thanks for reading:)

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