I have been blaming others on my eating habits lately and I know that it's wrong. No one is shoving food into my mouth but myself. I like to think that I am fat because of the hubs eating habits but really how is that possible? He doesn't spoon feed me his left over pizza or force me to eat nutty bars. I use my own hands to put them in my mouth and I swallow them too. It's my fault that I overeat. I am trying to fess up and take the blame. That is a hard thing to do. It's easier to blame it on someone else. I am fat because I ate to much. End of story.
Prime example: My plan was to join WW tomorrow at 6:15 am. I am all psyched up and ready to do it. Problem is: the hubs just informed me that he will be leaving the house at 6:10 am. tomorrow. So? you say... well I have a 2 year old who will still (hopefully) be sleeping. Now what? My first instint is to be mad at the hubs and blame him for this plan failing. Just when I am all proud and going to step up and take care of me. My next option is to let it go... deep breaths... and try for a different time. I could go at 9:30, but I'd have to bring the kiddo. Or I could go at 9:30 on Friday morning instead but I'd still have to bring the kiddo. What to do? I guess I need to suck it up and realize that I am a mom and so if I want to take care of me I'll have to do it with child in tow. So Thursday at 9:30 it is. The only person to blame if I don't make it, is me. I'll keep you posted.