I had my weigh in this morning. Result, up 1lbs. Seriously BOO! I worked out this week, ate healthy, and still up. Grrr. I'm not happy with my weight and my body and really needed the emotional uplift of seeing the scale drop but I'll get over it. I actually felt like crying when I saw this number this morning but I'll live. After a bit of thinking about it, I reminded myself that Katrina is only 7 weeks old, and I didn't start losing weight with Lillian until she was 10 weeks. So I'm starting earlier, the night routine isn't set up quite yet, weight watchers changed their system (and I have to say the new one is not impressing me one bit) and we've been pretty busy.
I know what my weaknesses are. I'm not drinking as much water as usual, I am so desperate for coffee (and far too much of it) and I'm snacking a lot later in the day, so I'll work on those things this week and see if that helps. I'm also going to cut out pop this week and see if that makes any difference for me.
So good luck for the week!