So yesterday, 3/4 of my family had a stomach virus. It started at 6:30am in the morning with my 3.5 year old son puking on the carpet in my bedroom and did not end until I was hugging the toilet bowl last night at 9:30pm. Between myself and 2 of my 3 kids, we puked a total of 9 times. Everyone was sluggish and I think my son said “my tummy hurts” at least 8,637 times.
It sucked bad.
However, the one shining light about the whole ordeal is that I was fairly positive I would have a good weigh-in today. I mean, I puked and crapped all day long (I know, TMI) and only ate one meal, so yeah, I knew that this morning would most likely be in my favor.
And it was.
Last week’s weigh-in: 169.5 lbs
This week’s weigh-in: 165 lbs
I wish I could jump and down and claim this as my REAL weight but I am also realistic. I have already started eating again today and I feel about 70% better. I know that I will probably put a few pounds back on by weigh-in next week.
That’s OK.
I am just glad that my kids are no longer barfing in my bed OR on me and that so far, I am not upchucking everything I drink and eat. If I am able to keep the weight off, then that will be the icing on the cake.