two kids, chaotic mealtimes, and I finally stopped pretending I would meal prep. My snack drawer is now cheese sticks, turkey roll-ups, grapes, and measured almonds. The chips live on the high shelf.
Instead of grazing while I make their plates, I grab one thing and a seltzer. Down 31 lbs since January, around 18 weeks.
My jeans from before my second kid zip without the hair tie trick. I still have 8 lbs to my original goal, but I think the real win is not white-knuckling 5pm anymore.
Anyone else count surviving the dinner chaos as a milestone?