Happy Birthday to Me

I started this on my birthday (last Sunday, yeah me!) and never got around to finishing. I knew this would happen but I now mark traditional things like birthdays as my "new me" milestones. What am I doing this year that I wouldn't have done last year (or vice versa!). 

For instance... no need for cake on my birthday. Not even really tempted by cake.

Figuring I have a small stomach now, I decided small foods were in order. And the perfect small foods are... TEA!

Okay, I might have forgotten about the "no eating and drinking together" thing which made tea a little weird. And also the fact that breads are no longer my friends and that's most of what a tea service consists of... but still, it was nice to dress up on my birthday, meet friends at a nice hotel (The Rittenhouse, for those playing along at home) and have a civilized tea service. And it was good.

I managed to eat 3 tea sandwiches (including bread), a whole scone (even used some clotted cream... shhhh) and 2 tiny pastries. Then they brought me out an individual sized Tiffany's cake which was mostly fondant with brownie/cake inside and I had a tiny bite and then everyone got to share!

I will say that now that I'm about 7 weeks out, I'm doing pretty good at understanding what I can and can't eat from a portion perspective.

I am a little concerned that I can eat just about anything. Nothing I have had has made me have the dreaded dumping syndrome or made me feel sick. The two times I actually was sick was because I ate too much too quickly.

 I do often have that over full feeling - it's a pain in my chest and sometimes it is pretty severe. But it goes away in 5-10 minutes. But I have to stop getting to that feeling so I'm working on eating slower and taking smaller bites. It's hard when you are talking and eating or watching tv and not completely focused on eating. That's why you slip up!

But I'm forgetting the really cool thing about my birthday weekend... I finally decided I had to buy some new clothes!

After spending Saturday morning trying on every pair of "Saturday" pants I have and rejecting them all as too big to continue to wear, off to The Avenue we went. Armed with coupons, after Christmas sales and a burning desire to figure out if 35 pounds lost is really 2 sizes.

It's not quite 2 sizes - so I ended up with "now" jeans and then "later" jeans. The "later" jeans are a 20 (marked 22 but I have those same jeans in that size in my closet that fell on the "too big" pile, so SOMEONE is lying!).

I haven't worn a 20 in anything since the great Weight Watchers weight loss of... heck, I don't know... 10 years ago, probably! Yes, because it was the year that Marie and Martin got married!

Next up is clothing for the cruise vacation Beth and I are taking in 2 weeks. I tried on all my summer clothes - mostly they fit (they're big, but will do. I don't want to buy a whole new summer wardrobe and then have to buy more summer clothes when summer is actually here!). My older swimsuit will be fine for this cruise but I'll probably need another one for actual summer.

And in not-so-fun news... the dreaded stall continues. I have probably only lost 5 pounds this month, which is disappointing, but I know it's totally normal. My body needs to adjust and then I will start to lose again. I'm so anal about tracking my food and even sending to my nutritionist and she thinks it all okay. So I continue to try to eat as much protein as possible and try not to weigh myself every day!

That's all from here in weight-loss-obsession-land!