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Wow. It's been four and a half months since I last posted. I'm sorry, things just got CRAZY and have remained there, haha.
Right now we're getting ready for Peanut's first birthday party. Yes. I said first. Her party is this Saturday and while Kelli and I and everyone normal didn't think it should be a party with a billion people, Jon wanted to invite ALL of his friends. So we sent out 60 invitations. Thank God, none of his friends are coming so far. I mean, it sucks for Jon and I feel bad b/c that's a big ol' slap in the face, but I really think Peanut will enjoy it more and be more relaxed, so it's a good thing in my opinion.
While we've been getting ready for the party, I've been recovering from surgery. In the middle of June, I had the lap band procedure, which will help me lose weight. I'd tried changing my diet and exercising, but nothing was working. Since Kelli had hers doen a couple of years ago, I know it works and is exactly what I'd been looking for. I decided on the lap band procedure because it's the only weight loss surgery that actually makes you change your lifestyle permanently. The other surgeries, like the gastric bypass, only make you change your lifestyle for a few months afterwards. Then, you can go back to basically eating the way you did before the surgery. That can allow you to pretty much stretch your stomach back to the size it was before, but this time there's nothing you can do about it. However, the lap band continues to keep your stomach small, shrinking until you've reached your goal weight. By about a year and a half, I should be there. I'm very excited about it. It wasn't even as painful as I expected and the recovery has been very easy. I haven't gotten my band tightened for the first time yet, so while I'm still not eating as much as I was before, I haven't lost a tremendous amount of weight. In the first week and a half of my recovery, when I was only able to drink liquids, I lost twelve pounds while sleeping on the couch. However, when I started eating normal food again, I did gain some of it back. According to my doctor and Kelli though, the weight will pretty much melt off during the first year without much effort on my part. I really haven't found a down side yet, although it is pretty weird to imagine an iPod shaped object in my body, lol. Everyone keeps asking if they take it back when I die, and I tell them I honestly don't know. ;-)
In April, I moved in with Kelli, Jon, Peanut and Hilo. It's worked out pretty well so far. Jon can be moody and is actually pretty selfish, so I've somehow become the person responsible for Peanut if Kelli's not around. I don't mind it too much, but it sucks that Kelli doesn't trust her baby daddy enough to leave him in charge when Kelli has to go somewhere, like class. It was very hard condensing my whole apartment into one bedroom, so a lot of my stuff is in a storage unit. I also had to give Indy to Jon's parents to take care of until I move out again. Kelli is allergic to her and just for the couple of days that I tried to keep her in the garage, unfortunately in a cat pen, my baby was miserable and so was I. I still get to see her every so often, like when I have to take more cat food, so that's okay. Of course, I miss her like mad and that's really the biggest reason I can't wait to move out again. Every once in a while I talk to Kelli about us building a little in-law's cottage in the back, so I can still be here, but also have my baby with me. She tells me if we had the money, she would build it in a heartbeat. That makes me feel better, but the fact that I know Indy is safe and running around a big ol' house makes the sacrifice worth it.
Work got very hairy for a while. I almost got fired b/c I wanted to leave my team so much but basically wasn't allowed to that I got very bummed out and just didn't care anymore. When I almost got fired, right after I moved in here though, I started working my ass off again. I also had the fact that I knew I would be having surgery soon to make me work hard. It's been nice having the time off from work, and I think it's given me a good enough rest that I'll be super motivated to do my job well once I go back next week. Hopefully by this time next year, I'll be on another team and won't have to deal with my asshole boss!
I feel like I should end this on a better note, lol. All I can think of though is how good dinner smells and how I think I'll have to have a small snack soon. I'm really sorry it took me so long to post, I can't believe it took me so long to post! Lol...I'll try to get some pictures of Peanut's birthday party posted as close after the party itself as I can. Toodles! :-)
Right now we're getting ready for Peanut's first birthday party. Yes. I said first. Her party is this Saturday and while Kelli and I and everyone normal didn't think it should be a party with a billion people, Jon wanted to invite ALL of his friends. So we sent out 60 invitations. Thank God, none of his friends are coming so far. I mean, it sucks for Jon and I feel bad b/c that's a big ol' slap in the face, but I really think Peanut will enjoy it more and be more relaxed, so it's a good thing in my opinion.
While we've been getting ready for the party, I've been recovering from surgery. In the middle of June, I had the lap band procedure, which will help me lose weight. I'd tried changing my diet and exercising, but nothing was working. Since Kelli had hers doen a couple of years ago, I know it works and is exactly what I'd been looking for. I decided on the lap band procedure because it's the only weight loss surgery that actually makes you change your lifestyle permanently. The other surgeries, like the gastric bypass, only make you change your lifestyle for a few months afterwards. Then, you can go back to basically eating the way you did before the surgery. That can allow you to pretty much stretch your stomach back to the size it was before, but this time there's nothing you can do about it. However, the lap band continues to keep your stomach small, shrinking until you've reached your goal weight. By about a year and a half, I should be there. I'm very excited about it. It wasn't even as painful as I expected and the recovery has been very easy. I haven't gotten my band tightened for the first time yet, so while I'm still not eating as much as I was before, I haven't lost a tremendous amount of weight. In the first week and a half of my recovery, when I was only able to drink liquids, I lost twelve pounds while sleeping on the couch. However, when I started eating normal food again, I did gain some of it back. According to my doctor and Kelli though, the weight will pretty much melt off during the first year without much effort on my part. I really haven't found a down side yet, although it is pretty weird to imagine an iPod shaped object in my body, lol. Everyone keeps asking if they take it back when I die, and I tell them I honestly don't know. ;-)
In April, I moved in with Kelli, Jon, Peanut and Hilo. It's worked out pretty well so far. Jon can be moody and is actually pretty selfish, so I've somehow become the person responsible for Peanut if Kelli's not around. I don't mind it too much, but it sucks that Kelli doesn't trust her baby daddy enough to leave him in charge when Kelli has to go somewhere, like class. It was very hard condensing my whole apartment into one bedroom, so a lot of my stuff is in a storage unit. I also had to give Indy to Jon's parents to take care of until I move out again. Kelli is allergic to her and just for the couple of days that I tried to keep her in the garage, unfortunately in a cat pen, my baby was miserable and so was I. I still get to see her every so often, like when I have to take more cat food, so that's okay. Of course, I miss her like mad and that's really the biggest reason I can't wait to move out again. Every once in a while I talk to Kelli about us building a little in-law's cottage in the back, so I can still be here, but also have my baby with me. She tells me if we had the money, she would build it in a heartbeat. That makes me feel better, but the fact that I know Indy is safe and running around a big ol' house makes the sacrifice worth it.
Work got very hairy for a while. I almost got fired b/c I wanted to leave my team so much but basically wasn't allowed to that I got very bummed out and just didn't care anymore. When I almost got fired, right after I moved in here though, I started working my ass off again. I also had the fact that I knew I would be having surgery soon to make me work hard. It's been nice having the time off from work, and I think it's given me a good enough rest that I'll be super motivated to do my job well once I go back next week. Hopefully by this time next year, I'll be on another team and won't have to deal with my asshole boss!
I feel like I should end this on a better note, lol. All I can think of though is how good dinner smells and how I think I'll have to have a small snack soon. I'm really sorry it took me so long to post, I can't believe it took me so long to post! Lol...I'll try to get some pictures of Peanut's birthday party posted as close after the party itself as I can. Toodles! :-)