I can't believe I haven't posted since last week.
M. and I had a fantastic Sunday, complete with Miss O.'s first ever hike. Pictures and post to follow...I promise!
As for my Weig.ht Watch.ers beginning, it has gone great! I weighed in on Monday, after a week of counting points AND making it to the gym three times....I lost 5 pounds!
So far this week, my eating hasn't been quite as good, but I've made it the gym twice already, and I'm up to 11 minutes of running in my 35 minute workout. Not great, but you gotta start somewhere...right?
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Spring Cleaning...
Albeit in the fall. Although, it sure felt like a summer day!
M. and I decided a while back that it was time to clean the carpets. We really want to tear up the carpet in the living and dining room, and get our hardwood floors refinished...but with the great week the stock market had, THAT won't be happening anytime soon. We talked about it, we discussed calling a company to do it, yet neither of us ever did anything about it.
Until, today. We walked into the local big box hardware store, and rented a carpet cleaner. The nice girl behind the counter asked if we wanted it for 4 hours or 24? We looked at each other, and said, "24...We've never used anything like this before." I had horrible worries that it would take forever to move furniture, dust, and vacuum before we could even begin to use the carpet cleaner.
I am proud to say that in just 4 hours, we managed to clean our living room, dining room, and Miss O.'s playroom. And my carpet is thanking me.
So are our socks.
M. and I decided a while back that it was time to clean the carpets. We really want to tear up the carpet in the living and dining room, and get our hardwood floors refinished...but with the great week the stock market had, THAT won't be happening anytime soon. We talked about it, we discussed calling a company to do it, yet neither of us ever did anything about it.
Until, today. We walked into the local big box hardware store, and rented a carpet cleaner. The nice girl behind the counter asked if we wanted it for 4 hours or 24? We looked at each other, and said, "24...We've never used anything like this before." I had horrible worries that it would take forever to move furniture, dust, and vacuum before we could even begin to use the carpet cleaner.
I am proud to say that in just 4 hours, we managed to clean our living room, dining room, and Miss O.'s playroom. And my carpet is thanking me.
So are our socks.
Friday, October 10, 2008
I'm So Tired...
It's been a LONG week.
I'm ready for the weekend.
But, I did eat healthy so far this week, and I made it to the gym 3 times!
No clue where I am in my cycle...and for once, I'm happy about that.
I'm ready for the weekend.
But, I did eat healthy so far this week, and I made it to the gym 3 times!
No clue where I am in my cycle...and for once, I'm happy about that.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Snail Eggs And Infertility
Dealing with infertility is really starting to mess with my brain.
For example, M. was surfing channels last night, as we were waiting for the 11pm news to come on. He stopped on the Dis.covery channel (one of our faves!) to see what the host of Bizarre Foods was eating. Turns out it was snail eggs, which the French are apparently calling a new kind of caviar. Really? I mean, I've ate snails, Ala escargot, but here some French guy has made a contraption to collect snail eggs, so that he can add brine and sell a kilo of the stuff for $1500! I think I'm in the wrong line of work.
Anyways, as I'm watching the host try the eggs, I'm suddenly freaked out. I mean, I've watched this guy eat a ton of really gross looking food before, why would watching him eat little white snail eggs bother me? And then it dawned on me. I said to M., "What does it say about me, that all I can think about are MY eggs in MY ovaries, and I see him eating them!"
Wow.
Does this mean I'm a little obsessed?
For example, M. was surfing channels last night, as we were waiting for the 11pm news to come on. He stopped on the Dis.covery channel (one of our faves!) to see what the host of Bizarre Foods was eating. Turns out it was snail eggs, which the French are apparently calling a new kind of caviar. Really? I mean, I've ate snails, Ala escargot, but here some French guy has made a contraption to collect snail eggs, so that he can add brine and sell a kilo of the stuff for $1500! I think I'm in the wrong line of work.
Anyways, as I'm watching the host try the eggs, I'm suddenly freaked out. I mean, I've watched this guy eat a ton of really gross looking food before, why would watching him eat little white snail eggs bother me? And then it dawned on me. I said to M., "What does it say about me, that all I can think about are MY eggs in MY ovaries, and I see him eating them!"
Wow.
Does this mean I'm a little obsessed?
Monday, October 6, 2008
It's Official...
I'm fat. Again.
Honestly, my weight goes up and down so much, so quickly, that I could win an award for the most yo-yo'ing. Ever.
This summer, I trained for a triathlon. I did it, I completed it, and I lost around 15 pounds give or take a couple. I felt great. I still had quite a bit of weight to lose to be healthy, but I felt "in shape".
I got lazy.
Since starting my new "day" shift at work, I haven't been able to figure out a time to go to the gym, without feeling like I was cheating Miss O. or M. from time with me. It's been eight weeks, and I've probably only made it to the gym...hmm, maybe 5 times!?!
Finally, this morning I forced myself to get up and go to the gym before work. After walking my two miles, I forced myself to get on the scale. In my gut, I knew I wasn't going to like the number. My clothes have begun to get a little tight, you know, buttons pulling and waistbands constricting a little too much. In my head, as I took a deep breath, I thought of a number that would be awful to see...and one I sure hoped wouldn't stare me in the face. In my mind, I figured as long as that number didn't appear, whatever the scale said wouldn't sting as much.
I was wrong.
The scale only read seven pounds below *that* number in my head. I have successfully gained all 15 pounds back and then one more.
Wow. In eight weeks.
So, time to get serious again. Wei.ght Watch.ers, you have been both friend and foe. Please, be kind to me now. I'm going to aim for going to the gym at LEAST three times a week. It's a start. You have to start somewhere...
Right?
Honestly, my weight goes up and down so much, so quickly, that I could win an award for the most yo-yo'ing. Ever.
This summer, I trained for a triathlon. I did it, I completed it, and I lost around 15 pounds give or take a couple. I felt great. I still had quite a bit of weight to lose to be healthy, but I felt "in shape".
I got lazy.
Since starting my new "day" shift at work, I haven't been able to figure out a time to go to the gym, without feeling like I was cheating Miss O. or M. from time with me. It's been eight weeks, and I've probably only made it to the gym...hmm, maybe 5 times!?!
Finally, this morning I forced myself to get up and go to the gym before work. After walking my two miles, I forced myself to get on the scale. In my gut, I knew I wasn't going to like the number. My clothes have begun to get a little tight, you know, buttons pulling and waistbands constricting a little too much. In my head, as I took a deep breath, I thought of a number that would be awful to see...and one I sure hoped wouldn't stare me in the face. In my mind, I figured as long as that number didn't appear, whatever the scale said wouldn't sting as much.
I was wrong.
The scale only read seven pounds below *that* number in my head. I have successfully gained all 15 pounds back and then one more.
Wow. In eight weeks.
So, time to get serious again. Wei.ght Watch.ers, you have been both friend and foe. Please, be kind to me now. I'm going to aim for going to the gym at LEAST three times a week. It's a start. You have to start somewhere...
Right?
Friday, October 3, 2008
Sleep Deprived
You would think, because Miss O. is almost 5 years old that we would have this whole bedtime routine down pat by now. Wouldn't you?
Yeah, not so much.
I can try to blame it on the fact that I worked until 11pm or later for the last ten years. Or that M. just never enforced the bedtime routine. And maybe those are valid reasons...but honestly, I think it's a cop out.
Miss O. will not go to sleep on her own, because I (we) have NEVER made her. *gasp*
When she was little and nursing, it was a matter of logistics. My job did not allow for pumping, so we supplemented with formula. But when I was with her, I breastfed her. Which meant that at 11pm or so, when I got home from work...I needed to feed her. Immediately. If for nothing other than my own comfort...and so I could have a little time with my baby.
As she grew older, I liked that she didn't go to bed at a certain time. It often meant that she didn't get up at the crack of dawn, like most kids. I loved that she slept until eight or nine o'clock in the morning. For me, it meant that I got enough sleep, too.
But now, I'm realizing that my little one needs more sleep. Because naps are SO last year, she needs to go to bed earlier.
That's why I'm sleep deprived now.
All week, I have been trying to get her into a bedtime routine. Put our pj's on, brush our teeth, read three books, and go to bed. It all goes really well until the going to bed thing. Every night within five minutes of leaving her bedroom, I hear the pitter-patter of little feet on my hardwood floors. So, I put her back in bed. And, five minutes later we repeat. And repeat...and repeat. Eventually, I get so tired that I lay down with her.
I keep telling myself that it will get easier...I hope I'm right.
Yeah, not so much.
I can try to blame it on the fact that I worked until 11pm or later for the last ten years. Or that M. just never enforced the bedtime routine. And maybe those are valid reasons...but honestly, I think it's a cop out.
Miss O. will not go to sleep on her own, because I (we) have NEVER made her. *gasp*
When she was little and nursing, it was a matter of logistics. My job did not allow for pumping, so we supplemented with formula. But when I was with her, I breastfed her. Which meant that at 11pm or so, when I got home from work...I needed to feed her. Immediately. If for nothing other than my own comfort...and so I could have a little time with my baby.
As she grew older, I liked that she didn't go to bed at a certain time. It often meant that she didn't get up at the crack of dawn, like most kids. I loved that she slept until eight or nine o'clock in the morning. For me, it meant that I got enough sleep, too.
But now, I'm realizing that my little one needs more sleep. Because naps are SO last year, she needs to go to bed earlier.
That's why I'm sleep deprived now.
All week, I have been trying to get her into a bedtime routine. Put our pj's on, brush our teeth, read three books, and go to bed. It all goes really well until the going to bed thing. Every night within five minutes of leaving her bedroom, I hear the pitter-patter of little feet on my hardwood floors. So, I put her back in bed. And, five minutes later we repeat. And repeat...and repeat. Eventually, I get so tired that I lay down with her.
I keep telling myself that it will get easier...I hope I'm right.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Crafts and Weddings...Take 2
Well, as promised, I finally got the pictures of the card box off my camera and onto the computer...
I first painted with acrylics, then I added ribbon.
It's going to be another busy weekend.
Two weddings on Saturday, both out of town. Fortunately, they are near each other...I don't know how I would have picked between them.
Sunday will bring a trip to a indoor water park. The second bride invited us to come "play" while they let their hair down from planning a wedding. How cool is that? We haven't told Miss O. about this part, she is going to be surprised!
I'm looking forward to a weekend full of friends and food!
ETA: Posting pictures is becoming quite frustrating for me! Any time I go to post a post with pictures (...if that even makes sense) I get kicked offline! I have DSL..what is the problem? Help!?!
I first painted with acrylics, then I added ribbon.
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Two weddings on Saturday, both out of town. Fortunately, they are near each other...I don't know how I would have picked between them.
Sunday will bring a trip to a indoor water park. The second bride invited us to come "play" while they let their hair down from planning a wedding. How cool is that? We haven't told Miss O. about this part, she is going to be surprised!
I'm looking forward to a weekend full of friends and food!
ETA: Posting pictures is becoming quite frustrating for me! Any time I go to post a post with pictures (...if that even makes sense) I get kicked offline! I have DSL..what is the problem? Help!?!
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