Feeling blah

Today kind of feels like a blah day to me. I don't know why. It was a gorgeous day, Claire rarely has crying spells anymore, she slept 10 hrs last night so I got plenty of sleep, house is clean... I just feel... blah.

* Warning: whining and complaining below *

I try to figure out what's bothering me. I am feeling lazy, so I don't want to go to town because that requires me having to get dressed and putting on my face/makeup. Now that it is almost 8:30 pm, I wish we had gone to town, even if it was just to walk around Target. We ran yesterday so I guess we don't have to run today, but I still wish we had gone running. My running isn't where I wish it was. I mean, yeah I just had a baby 6 months ago and I think I'm doing well for where I am at, but because of the extra weight I'm still carryng my knees and lower legs are hurting and I am terrified of getting a stress fracture again.

There are bigger things I want to get done around the house (cleaning/organizing the closets, painting the front porch) but I can't because Claire is going through separation anxiety and I can't leave her for more than 30 min to an hour at a time and all those big things I want to do require much more time than she will give me.

I am feeling really bad about myself because I still am not down to my pre-pregnancy weight and swim suit season is drawing dangerously near. I cannot seem to lose weight no matter how good I am eating and exercising. Then, to top it all off, when I feel blah and down in the dumps, I want to eat (I am an emotional eater), and eat and eat. That does nothing to help the weight loss issue or the self image. I am trying to tone and work on my midsection (I know I can't spot reduce and I have to aim for all over weight loss), but for some reason when I look in the mirror all I see is my gut and think that I still look pregnant. So then I want to do more sit-ups and I feel guilty for eating that ice cream sandwich for dessert.

The ice cream was a Skinny Cow ice cream sandwich, so I have that going for me...

Oh, and it's a Harry Potter weekend on ABCFamily. That lifts my spirits marginally.