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Bad night
Hi guys.
This is the worst night ever. I suppose it all started yesterday when my daughter, otherwise always so charming, kept throwing tantrums at me (she's really getting into the Terrible Two's... with a vengance). I have a babysitter at home (I work at home) every weekday but Thursdays, where I am alone with my two kids. And it seems that no matter what I do, Mlle C (my daughter) has it in her head that it's more fun to scream and cry when alone with mommy than with the babysitter - who doesn't take that kind of s*. Anyway, I felt really low last night, but I kept on the plan. Today was different. I spent the day replying to stupid emails, and then went shopping. Didn't find anything - or, I must admit, didn't want to find anything; I seem to have a blocage from buying things for myself before I get to goal, but this doesn't make sense: I must find new clothes, maternity clothes just look bad on me now! Anyway, I just ordered the ribs and chicken filet from the rotisserie, with fries, and gobbled it all down. With two beers. Great. Over 40 points in one meal. And I have a dinner at the restaurant planned for tomorrow, for which I had saved my weekly bonus allowance. I am thinking I can still make it OK at the restaurant, but I feel really stupid for having indulged in a crappy meal. What's wrong with me? I was doing sooo well. Well, I know what's wrong with me. It's me eating my guilt over not being able to have a nice day with my daughter, for not being "as good" as the babysitter. Deep down inside I do know that her actions are normal, she's testing her grounds, but on the other hand I find reason and emotions to be sometimes so wide apart. Mmm.. Well, that's better. Only writing helps realizing that first, I shouldn't feel guilty over what happened yesterday, and second, knowing that, I shouldn't feel guilty about my binge tonight - I can get right back on track, I've been so good, I can be good again. -- Isabelle 154.8/142/130 |
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Bad night
Tomorrow is a new day. We all have bad moments except for possibly
Doug. Audrey "Zaz" wrote in message ... Hi guys. This is the worst night ever. I suppose it all started yesterday when my daughter, otherwise always so charming, kept throwing tantrums at me (she's really getting into the Terrible Two's... with a vengance). I have a babysitter at home (I work at home) every weekday but Thursdays, where I am alone with my two kids. And it seems that no matter what I do, Mlle C (my daughter) has it in her head that it's more fun to scream and cry when alone with mommy than with the babysitter - who doesn't take that kind of s*. Anyway, I felt really low last night, but I kept on the plan. Today was different. I spent the day replying to stupid emails, and then went shopping. Didn't find anything - or, I must admit, didn't want to find anything; I seem to have a blocage from buying things for myself before I get to goal, but this doesn't make sense: I must find new clothes, maternity clothes just look bad on me now! Anyway, I just ordered the ribs and chicken filet from the rotisserie, with fries, and gobbled it all down. With two beers. Great. Over 40 points in one meal. And I have a dinner at the restaurant planned for tomorrow, for which I had saved my weekly bonus allowance. I am thinking I can still make it OK at the restaurant, but I feel really stupid for having indulged in a crappy meal. What's wrong with me? I was doing sooo well. Well, I know what's wrong with me. It's me eating my guilt over not being able to have a nice day with my daughter, for not being "as good" as the babysitter. Deep down inside I do know that her actions are normal, she's testing her grounds, but on the other hand I find reason and emotions to be sometimes so wide apart. Mmm.. Well, that's better. Only writing helps realizing that first, I shouldn't feel guilty over what happened yesterday, and second, knowing that, I shouldn't feel guilty about my binge tonight - I can get right back on track, I've been so good, I can be good again. -- Isabelle 154.8/142/130 |
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Bad night
Zaz wrote:
Hi guys. This is the worst night ever. I suppose it all started yesterday when my daughter, otherwise always so charming, kept throwing tantrums at me (she's really getting into the Terrible Two's... with a vengance). I have a babysitter at home (I work at home) every weekday but Thursdays, where I am alone with my two kids. And it seems that no matter what I do, Mlle C (my daughter) has it in her head that it's more fun to scream and cry when alone with mommy than with the babysitter - who doesn't take that kind of s*. Anyway, I felt really low last night, but I kept on the plan. Today was different. I spent the day replying to stupid emails, and then went shopping. Didn't find anything - or, I must admit, didn't want to find anything; I seem to have a blocage from buying things for myself before I get to goal, but this doesn't make sense: I must find new clothes, maternity clothes just look bad on me now! Anyway, I just ordered the ribs and chicken filet from the rotisserie, with fries, and gobbled it all down. With two beers. Great. Over 40 points in one meal. And I have a dinner at the restaurant planned for tomorrow, for which I had saved my weekly bonus allowance. I am thinking I can still make it OK at the restaurant, but I feel really stupid for having indulged in a crappy meal. What's wrong with me? I was doing sooo well. Well, I know what's wrong with me. It's me eating my guilt over not being able to have a nice day with my daughter, for not being "as good" as the babysitter. Deep down inside I do know that her actions are normal, she's testing her grounds, but on the other hand I find reason and emotions to be sometimes so wide apart. Mmm.. Well, that's better. Only writing helps realizing that first, I shouldn't feel guilty over what happened yesterday, and second, knowing that, I shouldn't feel guilty about my binge tonight - I can get right back on track, I've been so good, I can be good again. Observe the babysitter: what does she do that fails to let the tantrums explode? Do the same! She's a professional - no shame in copying her! I ignored the tantrums, made sure the baby was safe, and withdrew to another room: no audience = no tantrum! I binned any toys he destroyed and refused to replace them. That also worked! James blew a gasket maybe once a week rather than several times a day as he knew it would get nothing from me but the cold shoulder. By 18 months old he was good at sincere apologies! NEVER feel guilty about this sort of thing: ALL kids test boundaries. They will complain when they hit them, but you can just ignore that. And yes - you CAN get back on track and do this. Doesn't matter if it takes 3 goes or 43 goes: you'll get there in the end. -- Kate XXXXXX R.C.T.Q Madame Chef des Trolls Lady Catherine, Wardrobe Mistress of the Chocolate Buttons http://www.katedicey.co.uk Click on Kate's Pages and explore! |
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Bad night
you solved your own problems by writing them and I will just say as a person
who has no children it is lots easier to tolerate them when I have to because I know I can take them back to their parents when it gets too much and therefore it is easier to not get upset, hang in there, and get yourself a nice tasty point friendly meal tomorrow, Lee wishing you luck, Lee Zaz wrote in message ... Hi guys. This is the worst night ever. I suppose it all started yesterday when my daughter, otherwise always so charming, kept throwing tantrums at me (she's really getting into the Terrible Two's... with a vengance). I have a babysitter at home (I work at home) every weekday but Thursdays, where I am alone with my two kids. And it seems that no matter what I do, Mlle C (my daughter) has it in her head that it's more fun to scream and cry when alone with mommy than with the babysitter - who doesn't take that kind of s*. Anyway, I felt really low last night, but I kept on the plan. Today was different. I spent the day replying to stupid emails, and then went shopping. Didn't find anything - or, I must admit, didn't want to find anything; I seem to have a blocage from buying things for myself before I get to goal, but this doesn't make sense: I must find new clothes, maternity clothes just look bad on me now! Anyway, I just ordered the ribs and chicken filet from the rotisserie, with fries, and gobbled it all down. With two beers. Great. Over 40 points in one meal. And I have a dinner at the restaurant planned for tomorrow, for which I had saved my weekly bonus allowance. I am thinking I can still make it OK at the restaurant, but I feel really stupid for having indulged in a crappy meal. What's wrong with me? I was doing sooo well. Well, I know what's wrong with me. It's me eating my guilt over not being able to have a nice day with my daughter, for not being "as good" as the babysitter. Deep down inside I do know that her actions are normal, she's testing her grounds, but on the other hand I find reason and emotions to be sometimes so wide apart. Mmm.. Well, that's better. Only writing helps realizing that first, I shouldn't feel guilty over what happened yesterday, and second, knowing that, I shouldn't feel guilty about my binge tonight - I can get right back on track, I've been so good, I can be good again. -- Isabelle 154.8/142/130 |
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Bad night
No big deal..Start again tomorrow...
" This is the worst night ever. I suppose it all started yesterday when my daughter, otherwise always so charming, kept throwing tantrums at me (she's really |
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