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This week has been pretty good, until the weekend. I had gotten down to 318....woo-hoo. Friday I weighed and had gained 2lbs...booo! I know I shouldn't be weighing myself everyday. I know that the first 6 weeks are not focused on losing weight. I know that I need my first fill, because I can eat a lot before I feel full. I know I'm not going to lose weight overnight...damn it! I know my doctor said I would plateau and possible gain a few pounds. I know I need to get my ass off the couch and start walking...which I did twice this week.

I know all these things but this weekend has been hard on me....emotionally. I feel like I'm going to be fat for the rest of my life. I can't exercise without my knees hurting and I'm gaining weight. Yep, throwing a pity party for myself. Well yesterday afternoon, I realized why I was throwing one. Good old crimson wave came to visit with a vengeance. So, I watched "My Sister's Keeper" last night and had a really good cry and went to bed.

I know this is going to take time...lots of time but those little voices in my head are telling me I should be losing it faster and daily. I've read some blogs and forums this  morning and found out I'm not the only one who has gone through this. It's very common to gain prior to your first fill. I need to quit beating myself up inside because it's driving me even crazier than I already am. Hopefully, this next week won't be so depressing. Ups and downs...I'm all in now! Till next time :)