I'm back... and so are the snipers!

Hi there folks!

Ok so you'll notice once again I fell out of circulation...  well hubby came back from Iraq in the first week of Dec, by Christmas I was pregnant.  Baby number 3 arrived (early) in August and after a few hiccups as you do get with a preemie, life is good but that once again I find myself in the midst of a sniper. 

It was a text conversation.  Started off chirpy enough.  Before I go any further, let me remind you, I have a 10 week old baby and I've already dropped 15 of the 30lbs I put on over the pregnancy.  Remember that.  So it went a little like this...  I mentioned that I was looking forward to dropping the rest of the weight but that as I was breast feeding any really restrictive dietary measures were out of the question...  also as I was breastfeeding I needed to wait until the baby was a in a good pattern so I could get into a good excercise routine, that I was looking to start after the baby was 3 months old when feeds and sleeps are better spaced out. 

So before I knew it I was on the receiving end of a 30 minute lecture.  Apparently I should be living my life as she does.  She who has never had a serious or recurrent weight issue and didn't lose her baby weight completely until her youngest was FIVE.  FIVE.  Mine isn't even 12 weeks old and I'm within 15lbs of my pre pregnancy weight.  That would be the answer to my woes. 

I didn't ask for a solution to my woes.  In fact, I don't really feel like they are woes at all.  I was discussing my plan of attack.  MY PLAN, one that I know will work for my family and myself.  Guess I have to learn to choose my friends a little better because sometimes your friends can be snipers too.