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Re: Jumping over the hump Wednesday March, 19th
Morning girls.
Oh it was so hard to get up this morning. Ds decided for the first time since he got in his big boy bed, that he missed his snuggles and needed to be with me. Oye. Could that have anything to do with dh being a royal jerk last night? Hmm. Anyway, I had a hard time falling asleep, and when I woke up at 1AM and dh was still up, that kept me awake for a bit. The alarm rang and 4:45 and it hurt.
I found a trigger last week that I didn't realize was a problem for me. Special K bars. I have to eat something right when I wake up or I get a really acidy belly. For a long time now, I've been grabbing a special K bar, and then it was 2 (heck, they're only 90 cals, right?). Well, last week I think I ate 4 before breakfast. So those are out of my morning routine. I just had some applesauce to go with my morning caffeine.
I'm so glad you all liked my post. I really agonized over it. Wrote it out several times and went...nah, that is way to BCBish. Thing is, there were good things about that place...there was always someone to jar you into perspective. Although the list of things that drove me nuts was a lot longer. I realized after reading everyone's posts yesterday that I have gotten into this pattern with dh. He's always miserable. I can't make him a happy man. That's really hard for me to put out there, but it's true. He has major issues with how he was raised, and he battles with so much anger within himself that he can't see all the love that's around him. It hurts me and it hurts ds. But I love him. I've thought about leaving, and I know that he would shrivel up and die without me. God, that was really hard to say. I've been so overwhelmed by this over the past few months that I've been really self sabotaging. Maybe I was thinking if I was as miserable as he is, we'd be ok. Maybe I was afraid that if I slimmed back down, someone would pay me some attention and I'd have to face some things I'm not sure how to face. Or maybe I've been insulating myself from it all. He's been gaining weight because he stays up til all hours playing that stupid online game, and he thinks it's license to eat at 1 am, and he does NOTHING physical. So now he's unhappy with his body as well. I've been trying to help him, since he's asked for it. I make his healthy lunches, I cooked a lovely healthy dinner last night (that ds raved about, said it was like eating out, lol....shows you the last time I put effort into cooking). I have bent over backwards enabling him to get to the gym. He's had an excuse every day for not getting there. Yesterday morning I found a wrapper from some 2% cheddar that I know was about 4 oz full in the trash. Last night at 1am, I head the pretzel bag being wadded up. He's just going to get bigger, and until he deals with himself and his issues, I can't do anything about it.
So I have to let it go. I have to focus on making myself happy, and on giving ds the best life I can give him. He's a wonderful child and I'm wracked with guilt on a daily basis that he doesn't have a father that appreciates that and spends time with him and is just a dad. He's not a bad dad when he gets over himself. I know he loves his son, but this depression he has fallen into, this escapism in the computer game...it's too much. Yes, I've talked to him...he knows how I feel. I told him back in December that I was worried for the first time in over a decade about our marriage. It really kills me that nothing has changed.
But that's him...not me. I am not happy in an overweight body. I like to feel strong and muscular. I like to be able to ride with the boys. Biggest loser really had an affect on me last night. Women lose weight all the time. It is such a struggle. Brittany broke my heart last night because I so feel her pain. I have to work at this every minute of every day, and it sucks. But if I don't, I see the alernative. I'm living the alternative and I hate it.
So today is work until I take ds to school. Then to the gym for cycling and lower body weights. I have to go up into the storage area at school to see what I need for the jogathon, but I think I'll save that for tomorrow so I can get some more work done today. Then ds has an afterschool meetup with friends at Mcd's (there's one right next to school). I will have eaten before I go, and it's nothing but diet coke and water for me there. Have to be home by 3:30 to meet the plumber. We have some knocking in the pipes so he is going to install something called a "hammer arrestor". Says that should fix it all.
Healthy dinner tonight is veggie sausage with black beans and veggies over brown rice.
Sorry for the novel. Wish I could say I was premenstrual, but I think I'm just finally looking at my life for what it is, and trying to figure out how to handle it.
Lori-enjoy your time with dad. In a way, it's a beautiful thing that you can see it coming...alot of people don't get that kind of insight, and lose the people they love without getting the reminder to spend time with them. It's so hard for me to be so far away from my mom now. She's very healthy, but she's 75, and that's not the time you move 3000 miles away. Times ticking away on that non-compete. I really believe that there is a reason for everything, and I think there is something about this job that is going to help you in your own practice somehow. Enjoy the trip...hope the weather is good down there.
Terry-I'm with ya on dd and the pill. When I worked in the OB/GYN practice, we saw so many girls complaining of weight gain. Is she on a low dose pill? Triphasics are usually better for weight gain. Those are the ones that are 3 diff colors. Get that walk in...I'll be back later to check in on ya.
Anna-my sweet cupcake warrior. After you come back from your first WW meeting this morning, have an "office meeting" and thank everyone for their kind donations...perhaps you can put a tip jar on your desk and suggest cash donations to pay for your new hot wardrobe. They really need to stop showing their love for you with food.
Nik- I'm proud of you, every day, all the time. It would KILL me to live the way you do. I am not good with isolation. I would be so depressed I'm not sure I'd get off the couch. You are an amazing woman. I'm so glad you're feeding your creative soul. Your painting was beautiful, I meant to comment the other day. You made me miss my art. It's been a long time since I seriously painted. It was a thing I did with my dad when I was younger, and it led me to art school. When he died, I put my paintbrushes away and have tried to pick them up again, but never have. I think I'm going to take a basic painting class at the art center here. Maybe it's time.
Don't just tune mike out. Neutralize him. Make sure you tell him how hurtful his jokes are...that way he can never say that he had no idea...my favorite male defense. It won't stop him from making them, but he'll be doing it knowing full well it's jerky.
Alright...time to work.
S
Last edited by 7687 : 03-19-2008 at 04:59 AM.
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