Well Turner is doing
ok. I think that he is done with the fever, and never had any other symptoms except for a really bad diaper this morning. Hopefully it will stop with him.
Yesterday I had a doctor's appointment so Austin got to go stay with
Nany. I took him around 11 and then I was feeling good after my appointment so I went to do some
Wal-Mart shopping and had Aaron pick the kids up. So that was the longest that I have been away from Austin since he was born. It was nice to be able to meander through
Wal-mart without keeping my eye on the clock for how long it would be until I needed to be home for the next feeding. But I doubt that I take him much more until I return to work.
I was thinking yesterday, and I just don't remember much about Turner being a baby. Really hardly anything at all. Isn't that
awful. I remember specific times of just sitting and staring and Mackenzie, like I could tell you down to the clothes she had on, but I can't even remember what kind of baby Turner was. Does it have something to do with them being so close together, us trying to sell our house then, and going to back to work at only 6 weeks...or just me loosing my mind. I'm not sure, but if anyone else has any memories, please share with me or I'm going to have to make up stories to tell him when he is older. Poor guy, his own mom doesn't remember. It just seems like he has always been a little boy, walking, falling and being crazy!
I am feeling pretty rough yesterday and today from my workout class. At times i feel like my legs are jelly and are just going to give out on me and I'll fall flat on my face. Heck even going to sit down, it is like I have to fall half the way because my muscles just give out. But I guess that means at least the muscles are being worked. I still have 9 lbs officially by the
dr. charts to loose, and in actuality 15 from my scale (
dr. scale doesn't know what I gained before my first
appt) but I feel like I'm starting to GAIN weight again.
Ughh, I hate this battle. I am carrying most of it in my gut too I think. It just isn't getting any smaller and just grosses me out. I feel hungry all the time and of course in my depressed state I just want to eat a piece of chocolate to make me feel better, so I can't blame it on anything but my own
weakness of not really being careful with what I eat. Oh well, can you tell today is a fat day! Guess I better get off of here and go on a walk...