Weigh-in #14 (Post-Turkey-and-Pie-Fest!)

Back home from our family visit and Thanksgiving.

(This year, Thanks-giving has been really meaningful -- 

after watching God move me through all that He has.)

And 

while I DID NOT make my goal before Thanksgiving.

(Close but no cigar!)

I just need to give a huge shout out to breastfeeding --

I mean, seriously, 

when can you eat 7 pieces of pie in an weekend, and not gain a pound?

Honestly,

I thought the answer to that question was 

NEVER!

But I have proved it possible.

Actually I proved possible that:

 eating 7 pieces of pie,

endlessly little-finger-sized-dessert snacking,

and eating till it hurts for basically every meal during a three day span

can all be cause for a 

I-have-the-same-amount-of-weight-to-lose-this-week-as-I-did-last-week

weight in.

All from the magic of breastfeeding!

Wow.

I'm pretty shocked

and 

well,

pleased.

:)

I was so ready to come home and tell you about how I now have gained 6 pounds on top of the one I have left to lose still.

*Ok, so I'm not condoning eating 7 pieces of pie in one weekend. Actually, aside from the tasting part, it was a rather uncomfortable experience, as I felt insanely full and sluggish all weekend long. And I probably looked like I was pregnant again, with a Turkey-and-Pie Baby, with my mommy-tummy stuck out from the eating bonanza. So it doesn't come highly recommended. But I just have to be honest.

That's what I did this weekend.

Anyway,

back in the game now.

Gotta get this last pound off.

(I'm going to be in seriously terrible pie withdrawal!! Eek!)

***

Oh and speaking of pie,

the dairy free version I made for Jasmine,

was great!

You would have never known it was any different from any other pumpkin pie out there.

I was impressed!

Jasmine, however, not so much.

lol.

(Kinda like I expected.)

She took one bite, squinted up her face, and didn't want any more of that!

Oh well,

I didn't mind.

I felt I fulfilled my mommy duties of providing the ability to eat Thanksgiving Pumpkin Pie.

She basically lived off of mashed potatoes the whole weekend long.

My mother-in-law just beat some chicken stock into them instead of milk and butter. Genius! And delicious!