I know this blog is titled "our family," but it tends to just be about two little girls... next summer it'll involve the older 3 more since they'll be around more. my next posts will be about Maya's and Bryson's birthdays. And this one is for me (especially since I promised my babycenter weight loss group I'd blog about my journey!).
I'm down to about 219 lbs. That's going off Monday mornings before I eat, in my underwear weighings. In two days we'll see what the scale says. Tomorrow I start a cleanse of sorts with usana reset shakes (well, the nutrimeal part of it) and lots of fruits and veggies. Yes, it will certainly cleanse my innards! And the shakes are supposed to be formulated to help "reset" my metabolism and help ward off cravings. My friend, Brittney, does a modified version of their reset diet- what I'm going to do, and it's worked for her, so I'm going to give it a try! And if I can survive on that for five days, it'll prove to me I have the willpower to do better with my eating! I have been doing a lot better, I think (though not as well the last couple weeks as I did the first one!). I'm trying to provide better snacks for Maya, as well, and an awesome nutrition lesson (Louise rocks!) at our last mid-week activity for Relief Society helped me a ton in putting things into perspective! (Plus talking with all the "crunchy" moms around the Portland area makes me feel like I eat and feed my family total crap!) I watched King Corn on netflix and as much as I'd like to watch food, inc, and stuff like that, I think I'm going to avoid it because it'll affect me too much at this point and make me feel awful about what I'm eating and feeding my family (minus Addison, she's getting superfood from me, though those zillion jars of Gerber in her closet are waiting to fill her belly with all sorts of processed goodness). I know that's their point, and with my mindset right now, it would work. But like Jared and I talked about tonight, we're alive. So we eat processed foods. Big deal. We're alive and well, a few (times ten in my case) pounds heavier than we'd like to be, but things could be worse.
So... before I get too longwinded (I just deleted what began as a run-on sentence because it kept running and I need to sleep!), I'll just say: I'm trying. I could be doing better, and I hope to. Another step begins tomorrow with this cleanse, and I will step on the scale again Monday, get my butt to the gym, and keep going on my journey to fit into my size 16's (and even lower than that will be awesome!).
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Dancing birthday girl
Maya loves to dance and I have no idea where she gets some of these crazy moves. The curvey pelvic thrust move (which I'm sure has a technical name) was our favorite. SO FUNNY. Here she is showing off her moves before her birthday dinner.
Maya in the snow
I haven't rewatched these with volume so pardon my gross man voice (at least that's what I hear when I hear my own voice!)
some women are dripping with diamonds
January 2nd. I know, they look thrilled. :)
The rest of these pictures are at Eastside Swap & Play. We go at least 3 times a week and love it!
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| Addison in this car was the cutest thing ever. |
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| Jan 24th- cute girl! |
Snow!
January 18th we got snow. There was more than this earlier in the day. I'm working on uploading sledding videos (Maya on our mini hill), so look forward to those!
Christmas time
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| A couple days before Christmas... while Maya played baby chick (see below), Addison did her crazy trying to sit up thing. She's been doing this since she was about 3.5 months old. She probably has the best abs of any baby you'd ever meet! This is the usual face you get when she does it (which is all the time!). It cracked up the medical assistant and doctor at her 4 month check-up. |
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| Maya was playing baby chick. I have video of her saying "cheep cheep!" but it's taking long enough to upload other videos so the pics will have to suffice! |
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| cookies that Kavi, Maya, and I decorated. |
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| Christmas morning! Among our gifts: Jared got a 32" flatscreen from my parents. I got silverware from them.. From us, the older kids got giftcards and some other things they wanted. Maya got toys and coloring books and stuff like that. Santa brought her the dog pillow pet she had requested, along with a dirt devil vacuum to match mine. And Addison got teething toys! |
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| Maya started taking each piece of candy out of her stocking one by one. Eventually I just dumped it for her! |
There are more pictures on Jared's phone because my camera died. These will just have to do!
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Fatty Fat Fat Fat Fatness
That's what I call Addison all the time. Tonight she was laughing her head off about it (and the strange voice I was using!). It was adorable.
But the fatty I'm talking about here is ME, not her. As I approach the ripe old age of 30, I am finally gonna do it. I'm gonna lose weight. And to do so, I've got a great support group online (through babycenter), started going back to the gym (today), set little goals for myself so I don't get overwhelmed trying to make changes all at once, and will get myself slimmed down before having another kid (which won't be for awhile!) and hopefully get in habits that will stick. I need a lifestyle, not a lifetime of dieting whenever my weight gets higher than I want it to.
So, here's the brutal honesty. I weigh 226 lbs. I told myself for years I'd never let myself pass 200 lbs unless I was pregnant. Well, I got within a few pounds before getting pregnant with Maya. After she was born I dropped my pregnancy weight then slowly gained it back due to the hell her father put me through. I started losing some months later, then started dating Jared so my exercise time was occupied with him! I think I was 215/220ish when I got pregnant with Addison, only gained 15-20 lbs, dropped that quick, but when I was up feeding her/pumping at night, I was binging on whatever sweet carb I could find (and frequently bought or baked so it would be available) and my weight certainly wasn't improving. It's increased. Now my milk supply isn't going haywire (though there is still plenty to spare!), she's sleeping better, and I'm not up eating crap in the middle of the night. In addition to that, my first goal is no snacking after dinner.
I'm tracking my food and exercise on myfitnesspal.com. I started with sparkpeople, but that website is way too busy- I mean the type of "busy" that a print is on fabric. Way too much going on all over the place. Hard to navigate (maybe not so much once you get into it?). Myfitnesspal is great. It's simple, straightforward, and has this huge database of food that makes counting calories so easy. And supposedly there's a great app, but I lack a smartphone. One of these days...
So, there, the cold, hard truth is out. Though, seriously, why are we women so secretive about our weight? It's not like someone can't look at me and think oh, she's fat. Duh. I'm certainly no 150. Though I'd like to be... but for starters, my goal is 170. I was usually between 170-185 in college and felt like a fatty then, so I can certainly get back down there and reward myself with the smaller sizes of clothes I have sitting in the attic! Plus exercise will definitely help my mood during this sucktastic winter.
But the fatty I'm talking about here is ME, not her. As I approach the ripe old age of 30, I am finally gonna do it. I'm gonna lose weight. And to do so, I've got a great support group online (through babycenter), started going back to the gym (today), set little goals for myself so I don't get overwhelmed trying to make changes all at once, and will get myself slimmed down before having another kid (which won't be for awhile!) and hopefully get in habits that will stick. I need a lifestyle, not a lifetime of dieting whenever my weight gets higher than I want it to.
So, here's the brutal honesty. I weigh 226 lbs. I told myself for years I'd never let myself pass 200 lbs unless I was pregnant. Well, I got within a few pounds before getting pregnant with Maya. After she was born I dropped my pregnancy weight then slowly gained it back due to the hell her father put me through. I started losing some months later, then started dating Jared so my exercise time was occupied with him! I think I was 215/220ish when I got pregnant with Addison, only gained 15-20 lbs, dropped that quick, but when I was up feeding her/pumping at night, I was binging on whatever sweet carb I could find (and frequently bought or baked so it would be available) and my weight certainly wasn't improving. It's increased. Now my milk supply isn't going haywire (though there is still plenty to spare!), she's sleeping better, and I'm not up eating crap in the middle of the night. In addition to that, my first goal is no snacking after dinner.
I'm tracking my food and exercise on myfitnesspal.com. I started with sparkpeople, but that website is way too busy- I mean the type of "busy" that a print is on fabric. Way too much going on all over the place. Hard to navigate (maybe not so much once you get into it?). Myfitnesspal is great. It's simple, straightforward, and has this huge database of food that makes counting calories so easy. And supposedly there's a great app, but I lack a smartphone. One of these days...
So, there, the cold, hard truth is out. Though, seriously, why are we women so secretive about our weight? It's not like someone can't look at me and think oh, she's fat. Duh. I'm certainly no 150. Though I'd like to be... but for starters, my goal is 170. I was usually between 170-185 in college and felt like a fatty then, so I can certainly get back down there and reward myself with the smaller sizes of clothes I have sitting in the attic! Plus exercise will definitely help my mood during this sucktastic winter.
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