Later this week I have my six-month post baby check up. This knowledge has renewed my already fading New Years Resolution to lose the baby weight. Part of this motivation comes from the fact that I don't actually know what I weigh right now, because the scale upstairs is evil. It's a digital scale that's supposed to be accurate (as if there are scales that are supposed to be inaccurate), and last month when I stepped on it, it jumped to 194 lbs. I knew that the scale was wrong (really, really wrong... After gaining forty-two pounds with Sadie I topped out at 168 lbs) but it still isn't what I wanted to see! That isn't the worst of it though. The other day when I climbed on it to check my weight it said 129 (3 lbs from my pre-pregnancy weight) and I almost started jumping up and down.
Then I remembered. The scale is evil.
So I checked again and the scale, while chuckling to itself, gave me what I think is my real weight. We'll know for sure on Friday though, when I wear the lightest outfit I can find, despite the cold weather and get my Official Weight from the Doctor's scale.
Sadie Update: Sadie had a big day. We walked five and a half miles, looked for bald eagles (there have been three bald eagle sightings here in the past two days), worked on crawling (or on finding ways to move without crawling) and went to Round Table for pizza. Nothing could compare to what happened at Round Table. One of the ladies that works there saw Sadie and brought her a big red balloon. Sadie was ecstatic. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen (even the cathedral this weekend with it's domed ceiling couldn't compete). She sat and stared at the balloon at the restaurant, in the car on the way home and then in the kitchen once we got in the house. I finally had to hide the balloon in the dining room to get her to go to sleep. After a solid half hour of playing with her rubber ducks in the bath tub she was exhausted and with the red balloon safely out of sight she is finally asleep, resting up for another exciting day.