A Saturday Morning

The weather is bringing me down. It's cold and rainy and the wind is blowing. Makes me want to go back to bed and snuggle under the covers.

Carmi is still sick, so I quietly tip-toed out of the room at 8 and gently closed the door. The house is a little more quiet today. Zach is sleeping at a friends house and Dahlia and Noah are playing quietly in the livingroom. When the noise level begins to rise I quietly sshh them. "Daddy's sleeping!"

I have to go for a weigh-in today and I really don't want to go. This has been a terrible week for me both in what I ate and how much I exercised (2 times as opposed to at least 6) . I really feel like I am struggling right now. It's usually at this time in (8 or 9 weeks) that I sabotage myself. I will work through this. I am determined to it this time.

I'm feeling blah, so I am going to go read some of my favourite blogs and hug my kids. Not in that order!

Have a good Saturday!