1. 3x strength sessions again
hit my step goal 3x (pleeeeeeeeze weather, cooperate)
2. Same soda goal
More protein each day
3.
Rant: This cold weather. And it isn't so much the cold as the wind. It isn't usually windy here, so this constant -30 windchill and bitter cold snap is getting old. We don't have access to anyplace for indoor walking, and even using the weather shield on the stroller isn't enough to keep D safely warm. Yesterday we only got halfway around the block and had to come home because it was just too much. I am NOT wishing my time away, but I do wish for a non-winter wonderland.
AW: My weight has stabilized at 20lbs pre-pregnancy. While this is still 15 above my goal, I'm glad that this is my starting point.
I can't restrict calories too much because I don't want to affect my milk supply, but I don't want it to be a free for all either. Non GIS related vent: I feel stuck here. DH is very happy in his job, and will only consider relocating for basically the exact same job (same grade and class type, in a small school). Because his teaching area is specialized, his requirements only really exist here. We were supposed to be here for two years and this is year five. I overheard him telling his mother that we weren't likely to be moving anytime soon. He knows how unhappy I am with my job, and just thinks that I'm not trying hard enough to be happy.
I miss DS1 and would like to be closer geographically. Even though it's unlikely that we'd end up in the same city (although DH could easily get a job there - there's no snowmobiling, and that's a deal breaker), we'd be one day away instead of two.
I feel part of me slipping away. Staying in the job I hate would be absolutely mind-numbing and make my career nothing more than a paycheque. Pushing him to leave means I'm focusing on the negative. Honestly, it would be easier to stay and not start all over again, but the only pros on my list are: close to the house so I can get home faster, and no take home work. I don't feel like a teacher, and when combined with the fact that I really want to be a SAHM, it's the perfect storm of job hate.
Short version: Already dreading returning to my non-fulfilling career; DH will never agree to moving; I'm stuck.