OK I'm warning you all right now that i am quoting back to the days I was on vacation, so if that bugs you, skip my longish post.
First of all, I missed some birthdays, so HAPPY BIRTHDAY to dawn, Stacey and Cheryl.
I think I am going to start journaling my food again. I know I am not trying to lose since I am pregnant, but I read that I only need an extra 300-500 calories so I think I am going to shoot for adding that to my daily intake. If I take my current weight, multiply by 12 that will give me my 'maintain this weight' calorie number, right calorie gurus? Then I should add 300-500 calories, make sense? I just really want to be sure I am not using this as an excuse to eat with abandon.
Journaling seems to be my best tool for controlling my weight. Go for it. I did the WW maternity program when I was pregnant w/DD, and ended with a net gain of 27lbs, as opposed to the 60 lbs. I gained w/DS. Not spectacular, but I was able to get to my lowest weight by DD's first birthday, a weight I thought I'd never see. So write it down and do your best. It also gives you a chance to make sure you are getting all the things you and baby need (calcium, leafy greens, protein, folic acid, etc).
I drank 128 ounces of water today, woohoo!!! I heard somewhere that your supposed to drink your body weight in water each day- anyone heard about this??
You have to take your body weight, divide it in half and that's the amount of water you should drink per day. For each 30 minutes of exercise you do, add another 8 oz.
When I read these, I thought, "I hope they mean 1 oz. per lb!" Otherwise, I'd just have to sit on the pot drinking from the garden hose all day.
The first plane was a commuter jet- I though "jet" meant they were all the big ones- NOT!!! I had to go outside and climb up about six steps to get on the plane, duck under the overhead baggage thing (i'm only 5 feet even) but the kicker was when the pilot asked 3 people to move from the front of the plane to the back because we were OUT OF BALANCE

and couldnt take off until the weight was more evenly distributed. Now I've seen what my washer does when it is out of balance. Add that to one thunderstorm and

smooth flight-

DH held my hand and talked me through it. Coming home- I started getting nervous the night before- the plane was bigger but it was raining again- no hives and hyperventilating the second time and the tears only lasted 15 min instead of 45 min.
Those are the kind of planes we fly on to Los Angeles. Last year, a lady got on, and was the most obnoxious passenger. She starts screaming, "It's like a tin can!" Then she gets on the cell phone after takeoff, (a definite no-no) and tells her friend that she's super-nervous, but she took some valium and had a couple of drinks before takeoff

. I just prayed that someone else knew CPR, because if she overdosed, I didn't think I could keep her heart going for the hour flight.
Welcome to all the new folks.
Didn't start to gain any weight until I went to college, and became a slug. (it's true - I really did! I went to University of California at Santa Cruz and their mascot is the banana slug.
Go Slugs! DS just finished his freshman year at UCSC.
I have a confession....I have been a bad peep. Even for a pregnant one. I had a McD's hot fudge sundae today at lunchtime. Then after dinner, we went to dairy queen. I ate a medium butterfinger blizzard

Hey, on the upside, at least I got in my calcium today...right??
When I was pregnant w/DS, the nutrition book the dr. gave me said you had to eat 1 1/2 c. of ice cream to equal the calcium in 1 c. nonfat milk. It didn't say you SHOULD eat that much ice cream, but I used it as an excuse. If you look earlier in this post, you see what that got me! That being said, a 1 day splurge shouldn't do you much harm.
I did have a success this week that I'm sure y'all will appreciate. I usually leave a department store depressed because nothing fits right. Either the shirts are too tight, too baggy, or the sleeves are so dang long that they look like 3/4 sleeves. For as long as I can remember, I've been in an XL. But just on a whim, I decided to try on a large. And much to my excitement, IT FIT!!!

And not just in an "if I suck in my gut and wear a girdle all day, I might be able to pull this off" sort of way. It actually fit, to the point that I could sit down and not have the buttons start popping open. I could hardly contain my excitement. But since the two stalls on either side of me were occupied, I limited it to a few fist pumps. I think this is the sort of motivation that I needed to get back on my losing ways.
Wooo Hoootie
Last year, I had made Weight Watchers Lifetime and was at that point 115 pounds -- stopped going to meetings because I was running (training for the Disney Goofy Challenge) and was losing way too much weight to stay with Weight Watchers.....kept off the weight until about February 2007, when I got in a car accident -- at least that's what started the downward spiral.
Jodi
Welcome Jodi. I just wanted to say that WW gives you a healthy range of weights, so I hope you take that to heart. Someone in our family has had to deal w/an eating disorder, narrowly escaping having to be hospitalized, so I worry when I see someone who is losing too much to stay w/ WW.
You know, I was talking to some coworkers between two of the talks. One of the guys is extremely overweight, probably 400 or so at 5'10, and in his 40s. He has severe sleep apnea (has to wear one of those machines), heart problems, etc., and breathes like he is snoring. So, they asked me where I was at lunch... they all know about the diet, of course. I said the food was nothing I could eat so I went home. One of them, who is thin, asked me what I had and I told him, and the other guy chimes in, "I had lasagna, and <insert litany of fattening foods here>..." like he was bragging and I thought, gee, that really isn't anything to brag about!
My sis and i both struggle constantly to achieve a healthy weight, but we've discussed it, and realize that, if we do nothing, we could easily see ourselves ending up like this. And when we were at DL, there were a few people I wanted to invite to join the Peeps, honestly in a loving, sympathetic way, not a judgmental way, but I knew that people just have to find their own path. Plus, I would have had to ditch the corndog to have any kind of credibility!
Glad you're back! I've been worried and calling for you. I guess I forgot you were on vacation....again.

(I'm just jealous.) RE: the cute kitties....do you think DL feeds them or do you think they sneak out at night and eat leftover food? I just worry because we found our kitty in the parking lot at Target. An employee told me there were lots of feral cats living around the dumpster, etc. And she is an alley cat through and through. Anyway....DD and I looked at your pictures together and I said "What a pretty Snow White" and DD said...She's not white enough. Can DL forbid Snow White to tan?
I don't think they get fed. I think that they are like farm cats, eating mice and other pests, and hopefully a slow-moving pigeon or two (I'm so NOT a pigeon fan). And the white cat was really shy, but so beautiful. She had the bluest eyes. A little spooky, like a ghost kitty. You can just barely see her next to the other kitty.
Punkin- Your post about the abusers just breaks my heart. I hate to think how people can hurt children and others turn a blind eye like that.
Hey peeps....just checking in. The appointment went fine, only one baby

It honestly looks more like a duck in the picture though
Anyways, the heart was beating away on the screen and that makes it seem so much more real to me. 140 beats per minute-right on the border for the old wives tale to help determine the gender. "They" say over 140 means girl and under 140 means boy. It was right with my daughter, but who knows!
Hope everyone had a good day!
What, no triplets? Well,anyway, that's a happy day when you get the sonogram. Seeing the heart beat is truly awe-inspiring.
Prayers and good vibes for all. I spent most of the afternoon catching up, after riding the stationary bike and reading the first chapter of the new "Hairy Potty" as they call him in Capt. Underpants. I'm trying to savor it, but can't wait to get back to it (the book, not the bike).