This has been a week for crazy weights! The standing and salty lunchmeat eating during VBS made my weight skyrocket into the 225 range, which was quite disconcerting. My belly had another growth spurt, so I wasn't surprised to see some gain, but that definitely made my eyes bug out. Sushi on Sunday and a delicious (but salty) pot roast yesterday also didn't help the scale matters, keeping me at around 224. Since I logged my food and KNOW I didn't eat an extra 15,000 calories somewhere (not to mention my activity was much higher last week) I felt fairly confident that at least some of this weight wasn't fat gain or even baby, but a factor of major water retention.

So you better believe I felt vindicated and a little less 'freakazoid' when, after a normal day of activity and food yesterday, I weighed in at 222.0 this morning. It's a gain, sure, but the baby is gaining half a pound a week, ALONE, at this point, in addition to increased amniotic fluid volume, my own body's storage mechanisms, etc etc. The last time my weight was below today's point was on July 21, when I was at 221.0. It has jumped all over the map since then, coinciding very nicely with all my VBS prep, Lilah's 2nd birthday, and a whole lot of random eating whenever I could get the time.

I am GLAD to be done with all of that and back to normal! I feel fine, expect for lots of contractions and some ongoing pelvic pain. My husband i gone fishing again (for the last time this year) and will be back Thursday evening. I miss him terribly but he deserves a break every once in awhile as well! Let's see.... I haven't fallen off the face of the weight blogging world due to any issues (though I will definitely need to be less liberal with my calories when it comes time to lose again, maintaining has spoiled me!) but just due to boredom. I have VERY little to say, things are to point where I am busy with life, kids, baby prep, etc etc, and weight is just a background concern I manage every day. This is a good thing, it just makes for a boring blog!

Now that the shame of massive salt weight gains is behind me (yay!), I want to hear from all of you - what's the worst salt bump you've seen on the scale? I think seven or eight pounds was my max, after our April vacation.g