Proud of the Kid, Weight Loss and the Weekend

Happy Friday! Huzzah! Friday! It has been a good week and a very busy week at work. Monday I visited Specialisterne and on Tuesday I met a friend for drinks and dinner. Wednesday was my night at home where I spent it watching Real Housewives of Melbourne and doing my nails. Yesterday after work I met a friend for a couple of drinks and then headed home to spend some time with the Kid and the Husband. Once the Kid was in bed, we put on Southern Charm and it was a perfect way to wind down the day.

After work today, I will be heading to a friend's for a little bit to catch up and then will head home to make dinner and try and convince the Husband to watch another episode of Southern Charm. On Saturday I have a meeting with my fellow Vienna Wuerstelstanders and then on Sunday I am hosting a brunch for some ladies. I also have to switch my winter and summer wardrobe which will definitely keep me busy for a few hours.

Yesterday was the big kindergarten field trip. I was a nervous wreck. I wouldn't have been so nervous but he had had that horrible freak out on Saturday so who knows what could happen. My friend was like "What's the worst that could happen?" and I was like "He could run into traffic...or try to get into one of the large fish tanks because he loves water." and she was like "Well, he can't get into the tanks...but there is a crocodile pit..." to which I was like "WHAT?!?!?"

I spent the morning with my phone in front of me and kept reassuring myself that it would be ok. I was also nervous because he had been up since 4 and when he is tired he acts a bit like Godzilla on his period. At 11:45, my phone rang and I saw the big word "KINDERGARTEN" flash on the screen. I snatched it and took a deep breath and my friend whispered "Good luck!" and after I said "Hallo?", the Kid's main kindergarten provider just gushed... gushed like a fangirl meeting any actor from any show that has fangirls. #teamedward. She said he had acted perfectly on the bus there and going in. Apparently one exhibit held his attention for a very long time but I couldn't hear which animal she meant but as I wrote on Facebook: you are all welcome to come by and meet our new pet shark... Bitey.


Yes... we are those parents. Unfortunately (I just heard), the Kid had a freak out after the trip. I think he was probably exhausted and overstimulated. I just hope that this is a temporary phase again. But no matter what, I am incredibly proud of him. I have been a little rattled since last Saturday's freak out and I know that I am going to have to bite the bullet and try our walks again... but this time with back up: chocolate and the Husband. In other news, the Beacon Beach House autism center is still trudging along. I have a meeting Monday afternoon and then on May 4th, I have a more intensive financial coaching planned. So exciting! To raise some funds, I am going to start producing some fun bracelets! Stay tuned for that... too bad the Kid doesn't have a lot of patience otherwise I would seat him on the assembly line. My dreams of a pirate Gucci wallet making factory were dashed years ago... Such is life. And one final point before I end this post: the weight loss continues. The past couple of months, I have been keeping a food diary, pm'ing my daily weight to a friend who is doing the same and have been trying to eat better in general. I also... wait for it... have stopped drinking Coke Zero! Ok, I have had maybe 2 in the past couple of months but no more 2-a-day for me.! It's pretty amazing that I didn't need to put down a tarp and lock myself in a room to get over the withdrawal symptoms... but I have been surprisingly ok. I have noticed that my mood has improved dramatically. I don't feel sluggish or the need to cut anybody: I think with the combination of decent eating (not all the time. Let's not go crazy here), yoga and cutting Coke Zero, I have definitely moved into a more zen-like state. Well, unless you ring our doorbell at 10 at night repeatedly, then ask to talk to the former tenant and then when you are told that this so-called tenant moved out 2 years ago you don't apologize or say thank you.. then I might want to cut you. True story. My head almost exploded.

I wish you all a fabulous Friday! Toodle loo!

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