Keep moving forward.

This morning I was cleaning the abode and threw on Meet the Robinson's for the tot. One of my fave Disney movies, and they quote at the end never fails to bring tears to my eyes and put a lump in my throat. "Around here, however, we don't look backwards for very long. We keep moving forward..." Walt Disney. The whole theme of the movie really, is to keep moving forward. So that's what I'm going to do. Move forward. I'm not going to let myself get hung up and the fact that I didn't exactly acheive my goals or that I didn't lose 5lbs.
The simple fact is last week was tough for me. The fam was sick, the weather wasn't great, and I was feeling more than a little emotionally unstable. This mix didn't exactly inspire me to stick to the diet or get out walk this weight off.
But I didn't do too bad. I lost a lb and a half! It's not much but it's a start. It's less than I weighed this time last week.
I kinda sucked at sticking to the diet, but I didn't have any fast food and I kicked my sweet tooth's ass until saturday when we splurged on a chinese buffet and I had some ice cream (vanilla, no toppings) and one of those yummy asian donuts with cinnamon and sugar on it. But overall not too bad. I hit my water goal more than I didn't and I cut back on my diet pepsi consuption. I also walked 3 times! Yay me! *doing a happy dance* That's great considering the week before I walked oh ZERO times. And on saturday we ended up walking 4 miles on accident and having to call someone to take us home because it started raining. It was great I'll post some pics I took on the journey later this week. I found if I take the camera it doesn't feel like exercise and I can walk a lot farther.

So my goals for this week will remain the same as they were last week.
1. follow my the diet I had while pregnant
2. drink 96 oz of water a day
3. walk 4 times

Also a HUGE step for me. I called my ob to make an appointment to discuss my depression. I know I'm late in the game but for awhile I honestly thought every new mom felt this way. Then I thought it was that the hubs had lost his job and we were under a lot of stress, then I thought it was the birth control. I made up excuse after excuse for the way I was feeling and when I ran out of excuses I decided it really was that I was a bad mom/wife/daughter/friend/person. But thanks to a great friend and support from the hubs I'm taking the first step to get off the blame train. I meet with my ob tomorrow so we'll see how it goes.