Last night, I went to bed at 7:30pm. I actually went to put our 3 yr. old to bed and I was the one falling asleep. I woke up at 11:00pm and decided I wasn't tired anymore so I got up did the dishes and blogged for a while. Tonight, my wife went to bed at 7:30pm with our 6 yr. old. We usually have her lay in her own bed and we stay upstairs for a few minutes, my wife went in our room and when I came upstairs with our 3 yr. old at 8:00pm, my wife was fast asleep.
This has seemed to be a common trend in our family lately. One person is left up alone. Because my wife is pregnant that one person left up alone has usually been me. That would not be a horrible thing, but when left alone, I eat! Since being on Weight Watchers, I have done a great job of tracking and staying true to myself, but when I am up alone at 7:30pm it is very tempting to throw everything out the door and eat till my stomach's content.
Proudly, I can say I have not given in. Another trend happening in our family is that my wife is not eating dinner. Since her pregnancy, she has not been able to smell chicken of any kind and does not partake in dinner. In fact, she goes in a different room during dinner as not to catch a wiff of the food. I miss making chicken, but have survived on other foods so far. I have a lot of chicken in the freezer and the kids really like it too so I'll be braving it soon. Making dinner and doing the dishes has always been my duty when my wife has been pregnant, don't know why I thought number four would be any different.
Last night at my Weight Watcher meeting, one of the longtime members stopped me afterwards and asked if I'd been on plan since starting. To me, it was a dumb question because of course I've been on plan since starting temptations in life are just something that will continue and has to be made part of the plan. I politely responded that I've been doing well.
One of the "Guys on a Diet" starts a thread on the message board daily called the "Make a Better Choice!" thread. I contribute often to this discussion because I know I don't always make the best choice, but every time I make a bad choice I try my hardest to make the better choice next time. Today, my not-so-good choice was eating 5 mini doughnuts for a snack this morning. My boss, who happens to be on Weight Watchers, was celebrating her birthday and decided to bring in doughnuts and Kringles. I passed up the Kringles, but the doughnuts were calling me. The better choice I made was to go for a walk as soon as I consumed the doughnuts. It made me feel a little better knowing that I was trying to work them off right away.