173 this morning. It absolutely does not sound right because I was 171."something" yesterday morning.
The deal is that I'm 7 weeks pregnant (that's why I've been like "it's not a big deal if I don't lose next week"), and yes, I'm perfectly fine with maintaining that number while the baby's so tiny in the first weeks. But I'm SO not okay with starting to gain this early on. I found out three weeks ago that I'm pregnant and I've been a wreck with my eating, especially this last week, because I have no idea how to have a healthy pregnancy. For my first pregnancy I ate for two (I was dumb enough to think it would all magically disappear after childbirth) and was left with 20 extra lbs after she was born. Fortunately with my recent weight loss I am under that weight. And with the second baby I was so overweight (191.4) that I simply could not gain any more weight. And I didn't gain much; after I had my second I was left with 7 extra lbs. Not too shabby. But with neither one of them I put any effort into eating healthy or "just enough," and here I am: trying to control my crazy-carb-cravings that I get every pregnancy while still being able to indulge in them so I'm not miserable 24/7, and at the same trying to not pack on "non-baby lbs."
You get my conundrum. So today I'm pretty depressed and unhappy; the hormones don't help. The number on the scale doesn't help. The fact that I cannot give in and eat all the carbs that I would like doesn't help... I mean, believe me when I say that I become the Cookie Monster when I'm pregnant! I want cookies, and pizza, and bread, and sandwiches, and subs, and pasta on top of pasta, on top of pasta. Granted, that's how I ate pre-lifestyle change, but it got crazier when I was pregnant. And now I am working REALLY HARD to get VERY LITTLE of that, which makes me an unhappy pregnant lady.