I'm not losing weight...

I saw this on Pinterest today:


















Amen sistah. Or brother. Whomever said it.

So today I almost slipped but stayed strong. It's only noon, but I feel better about the rest of my day. Last night Jack woke up at midnight with croup. I took him in the bathroom and turned on the shower until he calmed down. I put him back to bed but he was still very noisily breathing. I brought an air mattress into his room and "slept" by him. About 3:30 I couldn't hear him breathing anymore. I got up and couldn't tell if he was blue or if there were just shadows on his face. So I woke him up and he started coughing and sucking in and was having a pretty rough time. I ended up taking him to the emergency room where he got got a breathing treatment and some steroids. We got home about 6:00 and I "slept" for another hour. This brings me to a total of 2 1/2 hours for the night.

This morning I was tired, emotional, and starving. I debated stopping at McDonalds after the hospital. Then debated Sonic on the way to the pharmacy. I made fudge (1 Point + for 3 squares) yesterday because I had company coming over. I also made a cobbler (4 points +) for said company. While both were pretty decent recipes as far as points go, I pretty much wanted to eat them all. But kudos to me, I ate a serving and said that's it.

I discovered today that I eat when I'm stressed, tired, emotional, bored, etc. But mainly stressed. I usually have no self control and just allow myself to stuff my face with whatever tasty goodness it wants. But after having a reasonable portion of the things I craved, I realized that was all I needed. What really helped me was talking with friends. Stepping away from the situation for a bit. And serving others. I don't need food to make me feel better because the foods I think will make me feel better actually make me feel lousy. It was a nice moment today. Even under crazy circumstances.

Now I will nap.