Suck on THAT, Magic Number

I lost five pounds my first week on Weight Watchers! Hurray!

I drink about twelve glasses of water a day, watch my portions, count my points. I can't say I love it, but damn it, it works.

So I peed on a stick this morning and once again, not pregnant. Surprisingly, I was not teary about this the way I was last month. It might be the excitement of losing weight, but I don't think so. I'm trying not to rush us about the baby thing, truly. But I'm almost a week late, so I thought I should see.

We sat behind the two most adorable little boys at Mass on Sunday and I got very teary watching them. They were just so sweet and so well-behaved. It was certainly more interesting than Mass, I can tell you.

Anyway, I'm tired of talking about how depressed I get when I get my period. I'm letting myself be excited about the weight loss because it's easier than focusing on what's truly missing.