Six weeks in, 27 pounds down!

So.

Remember when I said I knew I wouldn’t be doing low-carb forever because it’s just not sustainable? Well, Tom and I are now working on a new lifestyle change…and have both been quite successful. And the best thing is that it’s completely sustainable: 80% of people keep the weight off after a year!

It’s a program that I’d never heard of but that a Tivo friend had done VERY successfully—and a bunch of other Tivo friends were interested in it and all decided to do it—so we jumped in, too! It’s called Naturally Slim and it’s a different way to lose weight that you just can’t believe until you try it.

From their website:

There are no foods to buy, no points to count, no guidelines on what you can and can’t eat. Sound too good to be true? The secret to Naturally Slim is really simple common sense, and the method for success simply involves learning some new techniques about how and when you should eat. That’s it. No gimmicks, no fads, no crashing, flushing, suffering, sacrificing, and no long-term commitments.

In the just-less-than two weeks that we’ve been doing it, I’ve lost 8# and have not felt deprived at all. I am eating SO much less food now, it’s unbelievable—but the most unbelievable part is that I’m eating WHATEVER I want. Pizza? Yes. Garlic bread? Yes. Pasta? Yes. Bacon cheeseburgers? Yes. Guacamole? Yes. Bruschetta? Yes. The only thing that we are really cutting out right now (for the first three weeks of the 10-week program) is sugar (and wine for me)—so no ice cream, cookies, cake, regular pop, etc.—but that’s not a big deal for us since we rarely have that stuff anyway. We can add it back in weeks 4-10 (and beyond) as long as we do it the right way.

But I digress.

I’m not going to go into all of the details, but suffice it to say that once you learn how to listen to your body and eat the right way—following the principles you learn in the program—you may find that you only eat one or two meals a day (and smaller meals at that). It takes time and dedication to learn the principles and it’s not an overnight thing…but it does work.

For example, neither Tom nor I eat breakfast anymore. (Forget what you’ve always heard about needing to eat breakfast. Really.) So Tuesday I had eaten lunch with the kids around 12:30 (and I honestly shouldn’t have eaten then because I wasn’t truly hungry) and I wasn’t hungry at dinnertime, so I skipped dinner. I wasn’t hungry before bed, I wasn’t hungry when I woke up Wednesday, I wasn’t hungry at my usual lunch time, and I honestly wasn’t hungry when I finished making dinner at 6, but I ate a small portion anyway because it had been 30 HOURS since I’d eaten anything and it just seemed…wrong. But according to the principles, I should have waited. When was the last time—aside from being sick—that you didn’t feel hungry for THIRTY HOURS?! It’s both exciting and bizarre at the same time.

Now, I know you are skeptical, but I am not lying and saying I’m not hungry. I’m not starving myself. I’m LITERALLY not hungry. I definitely eat when I am hungry—and I will never starve myself (that’s why I liked low-carb—I could always eat something filling and never felt HUNGRY).

So, just be prepared if we ever have to eat with you—we may not actually eat. 🙂 Well, we will eat, but we might not eat when you do. That’s honestly the part that stinks and is hard to get used to—since you ONLY eat when you’re hungry, we often miss eating with the kids (we sit with them but we might not eat) and sometimes we don’t even eat together. There are ways to hold off on eating (say, if I’m ready to eat at 4pm but we’re not eating until 6pm) but you never eat early to keep on a schedule.

Granted, we are only on week 2 so we’re still leaning the ins and outs of what our bodies want and things could still change, but we have generally figured out our schedules. (Well, I thought I had my schedule figured out—lunch between 12:30-1:30 and dinner between 6:00-7:00—until that 30-hour span of not being hungry. Now I’m trying to work it out again. It feels like I’m headed toward being a one-time-a-day eater which isn’t common but not unheard of.)

So, things are interesting around here. But the weight—and inches!—are coming off so we’re both happy! I’ve added a tracker with my ultimate goal over in the right column under the kids’ age trackers—I’m over a quarter of my way to my goal in just six weeks!! Go me!

Poor Katie…bug bites.

So we went on another walk this morning…and it started out perfectly. Owen was our guard again and today he brought a gun—he’s serious about his duties!

But the fun quickly turned to disaster as Katie somehow got stung twice at the same time by…bugs I completely missed!!

We were walking along and I was watching her legs because she was right in front of me and she just stopped and started screeching that she was hurt. I thought she was just being a 3yo drama queen because I looked and there was nothing wrong with her that I could see. I tried to keep us walking but she was limping and shuffling along and had big serious tears. So I stopped to look again—and THEN I could see the two tiny bites right under her kneecap. (Once I got home and Googled, they appear to be wasp bites.)

I know they’re small and fast, but I still can’t believe I missed a bug flying in, stinging her twice, and flying away while I was staring directly at her legs!!

Of course she wanted me to carry her back so I tried the best I could on the trails but made her walk most of it. We got home and I put her leg up and iced  it and she got Ibuprofen. I watched her like a hawk, even though I was pretty sure she wasn’t allergic…but she was fine with her bandaid. 🙂 

My walking buddies!

The weather was actually gorgeous this morning—67° if you can believe it! So, I decided we all needed to hit the trails before the temps started climbing (it’s supposed to get to 88° today…which is actually cooler than it has been lately).

They loved the trails!!

Owen was a sun guard taking the lead, watching out for magnaguard ships (a Star Wars thing)! 🙂


We were done by 8am!

Ice cream sandwich mouth

Tonight was the rescheduled community pool party and the kids had a great time. Unfortunately, it started raining right as they were handing out ice cream so we just headed home. 

Katie ate the ice cream sandwich the entire ride home and didn’t drop one piece. That’s dedication.
  

A mad rush to school after school!

So, this morning before school, I had Owen write a thank you note for his teachers. It turned out super cute.

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Circle Time

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My favorite things
1. Learning vowels
2. The Oh No! game
3. I loved the slide at the pumpkin patch
4. Zoo
5. Computer

Thank you for being my teachers

I also sent in a thank you card and small gift for him to give them. When he got home, and after we asked about his last day, I asked if he gave his teachers their present. He couldn’t remember. SERIOUSLY?! So we questioned him some more and he went and looked in his bag and it wasn’t there. So I quick emailed the teacher asking if he’d given it to them or left it sitting somewhere. Then I checked his bag—and there it was, in the front pocket he hadn’t unzipped. Ugh.

Of course I really wanted them to have the gift and especially his card, so we tore out of here and rushed to the school to hopefully get there before they left. (The kids had a two-hour early dismissal, but I knew the teachers would be cleaning out their classrooms.)

Thankfully, they were both still there, so we got to talk with them for a few minutes, give them their gift, and take a picture!

And a picture of me and my boy on the way out.

So I won’t be a member of Gold’s Gym. 

So, after some more thought—and another day in the high 90s with humidity—I thought I’d better at least check out the gym. Just in case I might like it. Because A?C and childcare.

Well, I may have enjoyed being a member, but I’ll never know because I was SO turned off by the crazy spiel covering all potential costs.

So, HOW was I was given all the pricing breakdowns and options? On a brochure or even a nicely printed sheet of paper with details and prices nicely organized so I could make a fully-formed decision? HA! Try frantic scribbles on an index card while furiously talking about each program level and all the different options, annual fees, one-time fees, how fees differed for miltary vs. regular memberships, different fees for month-to-month vs. a 2-year agreement vs. a 1-year agreement, yada yada yada.

SERIOUSLY? You can see where I tried to make notes after the fact while it was still fresh but an hour later I was confused. JUST GIVE ME THE DAMN PRICES ON A HANDOUT.

I decided that I REALLY wanted my own treadmill instead. I’d asked Tom a little while back if we could get one, but he hates them and would rather get an elliptical or rowing machine; I hate ellipticals and wouldn’t mind a rowing machine, but I know I’d get the most use out of a treadmill. So we were at an impasse.

Until today. When he came home from work and I showed him the insanity I’d experienced—and he agreed we could look for used treadmills. And then an hour later he said none of the used ones were rated well and he’d rather have a new one instead…so he found one at Costco online and it will be here within two weeks! 🙂

I discovered a new trail!

So, long story short, I’ve been thinking about starting a gym membership just so I can go walking. You might be asking why I can’t just go around our neighborhood. Well, I could, but 85% of my day is with the kids and I can’t really WALK with them (I could meander—which is better than nothing—but not what I’d prefer). So a friend of mine kept urging me to go, with the incentive that they offer childcare (for an additional monthly fee, of course, but still a great option).

So today was the day I had decided I was going to go down and check it out. So I got dressed for walking, got my shoes and socks on, and then…just sat there. I didn’t want to go. I am just NOT a gym person—never have been, doubt I ever will be—and the thought of paying someone upwards of $65/mo just to WALK just annoys me. So I told Katie we were going to go to the playground. That would at least be a bit of a walk, and we’d go up and down the side streets to add some more steps. (Oh, yeah, I got a FitBit a few days ago to count my steps. I have a daily goal of about 5,000 steps which is just over two miles.)

So we went down the first side street and I happened to look up and—what? what did I see?—I saw something that looked like a map next to what looked like a trail entrance. So up we went. Well, the sign was completely washed out, but you could tell there were trails back there:

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So off we went, into the woods. It was peaceful and quiet and cool (though the day was actually a bit cooler than it had been, so it was perfect for walking).

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That trail was quite short, but it merged into a bigger trail. I picked a direction—turning on my phone’s GPS so I could track how far and where we were walking—and off we went. Much to my surprise, this was the view:

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Who knew all that nature was behind us?! I looked on Google maps to see if they had any info—and it did show the trail!

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We started at the end of the unnamed road and where the blue dot is was about 1/4 mile from where the trails merged (and you can see where our house is in the bottom right corner). I determined that was far enough for the first trip (considering it was trail walking—a bit rocky and uneven—and Katie didn’t have on the best shoes). But she was a champ! She LOVED it! I told her she was doing SUCH a great job and she’d say “Thank you, mama!” She loved walking through the “tunnels” (where the trees came together over the trail) and spent most of her time babbling about anything and everything, though a favorite refrain was “I love mama and daddy and Owen.” I asked if she loved anyone else and she repeated mama and daddy and Owen. I asked if she loved Gramma Jean and she said “Yes! I love Gramma Jean and Grandpa David. I love Papa and Grannie. I love Grandma Marsh and Uncle Rob!” Sooooo cute.

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Another view of the trail.

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So after that neat experience, I determined that I wasn’t going to get a gym membership because I could take the kids on that walk a few times a week. And I said we’d try to walk the whole thing when daddy was with us. (I need to see if I can find out just how far it is, otherwise I’ll send Tom out on a reconnaissance run first!)

Pool Party Treat

Tonight was supposed to be the first community pool party of the season but there was some bad weather rolling through so they cancelled it. As it turned out, the weather passed in time, but that’s life. They still gave treats to the people that were there. Katie really enjoyed her Popsicle!

 

Kidisms 12

We were at the playground.
Katie: Hey birdie!
Bird flies away.
Katie: Hey! I was just going to talk to you!

I was trying to explain the concept of half to Owen using money (he came home with basic fraction work yesterday). One quarter (25c) is 1/4 of a dollar. He understood. Then this happened.
Me: What is half of 100?
Owen: /thinking/ One million?
Me: No. Don’t guess. Think about it.
Owen: One second?
Me: /This is why I can’t ever homeschool./

Me: Where did you find those toys?
Owen: Downstairs.
Me: Where downstairs?
Owen: In the school opening thing.
Me: The school opening thing? What?
Owen: You know. The school thing that you open and put stuff in.
Me: WHAT?!
Owen: THE SCHOOL OPENING THING!
I think hard about what all is downstairs…and it hits me.
Me: Owen, that’s a desk.

Katie: Can I have a snack?
Me: No.
Katie: Why can’t I have a snack?
Me: You just ate breakfast!
Katie: Why won’t you give me a snack?!
Me: I just told you.
Katie: That makes me sad.

Katie: Can we go in the car?
Me: No, we don’t need to go anywhere.
Katie: That makes me sad.

Katie: ANY QUESTION
Me: ANY ANSWER
Katie: That makes me sad.

Katie: Can I have a snack?
Me: No.
Katie: Can you get up?
Me: Yes.
Katie: So can you get me a snack?

Tom, putting Katie to bed: Katie, is there poop in there?
Katie: Maaaaybe.

A second ride on the autism train?

Well, we may be on the autism train again.

Because Owen is still having (to me) major food issues, I wanted to make sure there was nothing else going on. Yes, he could just be a very picky eater…but I would be wracked with guilt if something else was going on and my new food rules were creating more problems than I was trying to solve. (I still feel guilty about the whole pooping thing back before we learned he had a serious issue and I don’t want the same thing to happen with food.)

So I got a referral to see a Developmental Pediatrician again (the same type of doctor we saw at Lejeune who diagnosed him with autism) and crossed my fingers she’d just say “Oh yes, it sounds like he has eating issues, here’s a referral for therapy.” Ha. I should have known better. 🙂

Of course she had to do the whole background history, and during that discovery period, a few random other issues came out. They’re things that he’s always had/done that he hasn’t yet grown out of…which led her to think he might have ADD…or possibly autism. Sigh.

But that said, considering everything we discussed, she thinks he’s absolutely thriving and I’m doing everything right (in regards to meal times and food) so there’s no immediate concern. But she does want him to see an audiologist for a real hearing assessment (he still covers his ears with loud/annoying noises which she said should not happen anymore at his age), start OT for the food (and pooping) issues, and see a geneticist again (genetics has come a very long way since we got his results in 2012 and the doctor could potentially see something now that we didn’t see before—and we might get additional genetic testing done). The results of those appointments will determine if we go forward with actual autism testing.

She’s not worried but wants to cover all the bases. If it’s determined he can benefit from additional therapy, we will go through with the testing and an autism diagnosis will allow us access to tens of thousands of dollars in free therapy since it’s covered under Tricare. (This is the same therapy we qualified for the first time but we never went ahead with it because neither of us were convinced he REALLY needed it—especially compared to all the other SERIOUSLY autistic kids out there.) And she agreed that was an okay decision, but also told us that if there’s something we can fix NOW, it’s better to do it while he’s young, rather than wait and decide when he’s 10-12-14 and he could be MUCH more defiant and MUCH harder to work with. (Basically, young kids are much more pliable.) 🙂

She did a few tests with him and agreed that overall he was doing very well. But interestingly, one of the tests she did (I think it was having him repeat full sentences back to her) she said he tested at about an age 4 level. That really surprised me because I had been listening and I thought he did okay. However, I think it was more a point of him (not) paying attention—he started to fiddle with a crayon and wasn’t listening closely (hence the thought of ADD). She said he could very likely be extremely smart and his brain is just racing…and it’s hard to stop and focus because he’s already on to something else. (And actually, conversely, when he has laser-like concentration on something and spends too much time trying to be perfect.) I said that sounds like Owen on a regular basis.

I really liked her and feel comfortable with her so I feel okay. Of course it’s still a shock to think we might get an autism diagnosis again…but her main thought was that if he’s doing well and we expect (and get) good things from him, we’re on the right course.

The best part of the appointment? She asked him what his absolute VERY most favorite thing to do was. Of course, I was positive it would be Legos. But his immediate response? As in he literally didn’t even think for three seconds? “I like to go to school.” 🙂

So now I have to wait a few days to call and schedule the three appointments. Stay tuned!