Ooops, I realised I never did post my blog from last week, I started typing it, and then had to stop (probably baby related). I weighed in last week at 197 (hooray). So I was super pumped all week, and trying hard not to weigh myself because I wanted to make sure I was surprised. I did cheat a few times and checked the scale, but not nearly as often as I used to.
This week I weighed myself and it was 195, I was so happy, it means that I am 5 pounds off from my pre-Clark weight! (give or take a few pounds). I wish I knew exactly how much I weighed before having him, but either way I know I am not far off. We had a really good week this past week, we ate out from one restaurant-and it wasnt even the fast food type! Normally we get fast food 3-5 times a week, its a bad habit that we are both trying to break free from and the past week was proof that it isnt impossible to stay at home and cook. It also helps that we bought a new charcoal grill and Andy loves to grill food. Last sunday we also took a trip downtown to the farmers market and we went nuts on the fruits and veggies. We managed to make Kebabs sunday night with some of the veggies we had bought. Then we grilled some corn and dinner was good to go.
I am looking forward to this week and I cannot wait to see what the number will be next week, looks like I will be setting new goals soon!
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Sunday, June 3, 2012
199
Booooooyah. I finally FINALLY hit my 199 mark after complaining about it for the last month. I stepped on the scale and it read 199.0 I did it a few times just to make sure. And after the week I had been having I thought for sure there would be no weight lost. My gym was closd on Monday, I tried to do p90x yoga on Tuesday, but miss baby didn't want to go to sleep. Wednesday the gym was closed for a family emergency and I finally got my workout on Thursday. Friday there are no classes and I don't go on Saturdays anymore unless my inlaws are visiting, so Andy is alone all morning with the babes. We went to the movies last night but I ordered grilled chicken fingers and veggies since I didn't want to go too nuts. Either way I'm super pumped as I'm only 10 pounds away from my pre Clark weight. Once Ive hit 190 then I will start setting new weight loss/toning up goals. I never thought that 6 months ago I would finally be at my pre baby weight and I get so pumped thinking about hitting that goal that I just need to stayed focused. Thank you to all my family and friends that have been reading up on my weekly progress. It keeps me motivated, and knowing that you are all working on your own goals keeps my head up on my bad days.
Friday, June 1, 2012
My outing with the babies
Today started out like every other day, I wake up, eat my breakfast and as I am enjoying my tea I stop to think about "what to do?" with the kids.
Andys suggestion is always "take the kids to the park", for some reason whenever that sentence leaves his mouth I get instantly tired. I'm not sure what it is about going to the park that just exhausts me, but I start thinking to myself about how I have to
Anyway moving on.....
I thought to myself that I would bring the kids to a different mall experience, so I drove 20 minutes to the grapevine mall and visited Legoland. I wish Andy had been there, it was fun, but it is also something that requires 2 adults. There are rides there that C could have gone on, but G wasn't allowed to sit on my lap so it was a no go. He enjoyed himself either way though. He didn't even put Lego in his mouth, not even once! There was a slight meltdown when we went into Miniland, the train wasn't working so, no matter how hard C pushed that button, it wasn't going to go anywhere. I had to carry him out, but he didn't kick or scream and didn't bolt back in there once we had left. I wanted to buy him a bunch of duplo blocks in the store but used my better judgement. I can't buy him everything, because as much as I would love to spoil him and G rotten they will start to expect it, and once you get in that routine, forget about trying to tell them No! Also, I hate making buying descisions with Andy being there, he is the only one working, so I don't want to spend money like that without consulting him first.
After we left Legoland we went for Lunch. I've always wanted to do a lunch date with the kids, without daddy. I have always been afraid because frankly, Andy and I work best in a team, and if one kid has a meltdown there is another parent there to help out. I decided to just try it, because the worst that can happen is, the children both start crying in unison, causing me to be embarrassed and potentially cry myself out of the restaurant.
I might have had my blockers on, but I really feel like both kids behaved the whole time. C was up and down a few times in his chair, picking up forks and crayons off the floor, but he listened to me. He didn't scream and didn't throw things and was generally the sweet boy that I know and love. G had a few moments being a fussy pants, but I solved that problem by feeding her. When she was done eating I gave her a spoon to play with until the bill was paid and we could leave.
I couldn't fully enjoy myself because of the anxiety I felt of "what if they both freak out", and I just didn't realize how lucky I was until after the meal was finished. The way they both behaved today has given me hope that outings will be a little less stressful, and maybe I can start to enjoy carting around my 2 babies, without that constant fear of "what's going to happen next...".
I am going to try going to a cry baby matinee with a friend, I know that will probably be a little less stressful because I will have a friend there, and there will be other screaming babies.
If ever I feel overwhelmed again by the way my kids are behaving I just need to look back at this post and remember that yes, they do have good days.
Andys suggestion is always "take the kids to the park", for some reason whenever that sentence leaves his mouth I get instantly tired. I'm not sure what it is about going to the park that just exhausts me, but I start thinking to myself about how I have to
- dress the kids
- bring snacks
- sunscreen the kids
- find hats
- find shoes
- bring water
Anyway moving on.....
I thought to myself that I would bring the kids to a different mall experience, so I drove 20 minutes to the grapevine mall and visited Legoland. I wish Andy had been there, it was fun, but it is also something that requires 2 adults. There are rides there that C could have gone on, but G wasn't allowed to sit on my lap so it was a no go. He enjoyed himself either way though. He didn't even put Lego in his mouth, not even once! There was a slight meltdown when we went into Miniland, the train wasn't working so, no matter how hard C pushed that button, it wasn't going to go anywhere. I had to carry him out, but he didn't kick or scream and didn't bolt back in there once we had left. I wanted to buy him a bunch of duplo blocks in the store but used my better judgement. I can't buy him everything, because as much as I would love to spoil him and G rotten they will start to expect it, and once you get in that routine, forget about trying to tell them No! Also, I hate making buying descisions with Andy being there, he is the only one working, so I don't want to spend money like that without consulting him first.
After we left Legoland we went for Lunch. I've always wanted to do a lunch date with the kids, without daddy. I have always been afraid because frankly, Andy and I work best in a team, and if one kid has a meltdown there is another parent there to help out. I decided to just try it, because the worst that can happen is, the children both start crying in unison, causing me to be embarrassed and potentially cry myself out of the restaurant.
I might have had my blockers on, but I really feel like both kids behaved the whole time. C was up and down a few times in his chair, picking up forks and crayons off the floor, but he listened to me. He didn't scream and didn't throw things and was generally the sweet boy that I know and love. G had a few moments being a fussy pants, but I solved that problem by feeding her. When she was done eating I gave her a spoon to play with until the bill was paid and we could leave.
I couldn't fully enjoy myself because of the anxiety I felt of "what if they both freak out", and I just didn't realize how lucky I was until after the meal was finished. The way they both behaved today has given me hope that outings will be a little less stressful, and maybe I can start to enjoy carting around my 2 babies, without that constant fear of "what's going to happen next...".
I am going to try going to a cry baby matinee with a friend, I know that will probably be a little less stressful because I will have a friend there, and there will be other screaming babies.
If ever I feel overwhelmed again by the way my kids are behaving I just need to look back at this post and remember that yes, they do have good days.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
The Ins and outs of Toddler life
Since Clark has become a Toddler (I feel like he became a Toddler once he got those molars at about 15 months) I have become fasinated by him. I mean he has always been fun to watch as he grows but there is something that is so fun about this age that he is in now. I see Gemma growing as a baby, squawking, cooing, generally being a sweet baby girl, and then her "Toddler" walks into the room and she lights up. He genuinely makes her laugh, and he seems just as fascinated by her.
Back to Mr.C though. Lately I've loved watching him eat. He can be really fussy one day and then the next day he is stealing broccoli off of my plate (he takes after me in that regard). The little bites of food, and the occasional dancing in his chair, the way he takes his time to figure out what he wants to eat. I get frustrated at times when he won't eat certain things, but other times I sit back and just watch as my little boy eats his food, bit by bit and stops once in a while to ask for more of something. He hangs out by the fridge a LOT, grazing on food all day, grabbing whichever food he sees in there that catches his eye, occasionally looking up and beyond eye level and seeing his favourite fruit just out of reach, he points and asks for it.
Now when I say "asks for it" I don't mean that he talks, he mumbles, a lot. He doesn't have a lot of real words yet, he says "Blue, boat, choo choo (train), mama, dada, yes, no, truck, read" and a few others but I'm not trying to get too concerned about his unwillingness to talk. He clearly understands me, he will make the same noises as we do (when we say Gemma he say Mmm Mma) but it seems like a lot of people keep getting into the habit of telling me he should be "talking by now". I'm not sure at what point I need to be truely concerned, but I just have to wonder why people think that "He should be talking, he should be potty trained, he should be in a big boy bed etc" by now. I dont know if he needs to be fully talking or speaking sentences, my pediatrician said to come back in 6 months (after his 2 year appointment) if he really isnt moving along in his speech, but to me, he seems to be doing ok. He understands us when we ask him to do things, he will clean up after himself (sometimes), he will bring Gemmas pacifier to her if she needs it, and he will ask us to read to him if he brings us a book. He isn't ready to be potty trained, he won't tell us if he has messed up his diaper, and sitting him on the potty has only really caused him to chill out there, and then go bm in his diaper once it's back on. I don't think I'm even that concerned about his crib. He hasn't tried to climb or or scale the side of it, he is content to hang out in his crib, jumping up and down before, during and after his nap, the Dr said that if he's happy in there, keep him in there for a little bit longer.
I know my mom said that I was "potty trained at 21 months", but was I really, or is that a wonderful memory that has been made up as the years went by. I am also a girl and by all accounts everyone says girls are easier to train.
I suppose I shouldn't get too worried about what people think, most of the people who are giving me "advice" are people who I have met in passing, and don't really know how my life, or my kids are.
For now, I will sit back and watch my toddler, eating his strawberries, playing with his trains, and sitting by himself on the couch "reading" a book to himself (seriously, it's adorable).
Back to Mr.C though. Lately I've loved watching him eat. He can be really fussy one day and then the next day he is stealing broccoli off of my plate (he takes after me in that regard). The little bites of food, and the occasional dancing in his chair, the way he takes his time to figure out what he wants to eat. I get frustrated at times when he won't eat certain things, but other times I sit back and just watch as my little boy eats his food, bit by bit and stops once in a while to ask for more of something. He hangs out by the fridge a LOT, grazing on food all day, grabbing whichever food he sees in there that catches his eye, occasionally looking up and beyond eye level and seeing his favourite fruit just out of reach, he points and asks for it.
Now when I say "asks for it" I don't mean that he talks, he mumbles, a lot. He doesn't have a lot of real words yet, he says "Blue, boat, choo choo (train), mama, dada, yes, no, truck, read" and a few others but I'm not trying to get too concerned about his unwillingness to talk. He clearly understands me, he will make the same noises as we do (when we say Gemma he say Mmm Mma) but it seems like a lot of people keep getting into the habit of telling me he should be "talking by now". I'm not sure at what point I need to be truely concerned, but I just have to wonder why people think that "He should be talking, he should be potty trained, he should be in a big boy bed etc" by now. I dont know if he needs to be fully talking or speaking sentences, my pediatrician said to come back in 6 months (after his 2 year appointment) if he really isnt moving along in his speech, but to me, he seems to be doing ok. He understands us when we ask him to do things, he will clean up after himself (sometimes), he will bring Gemmas pacifier to her if she needs it, and he will ask us to read to him if he brings us a book. He isn't ready to be potty trained, he won't tell us if he has messed up his diaper, and sitting him on the potty has only really caused him to chill out there, and then go bm in his diaper once it's back on. I don't think I'm even that concerned about his crib. He hasn't tried to climb or or scale the side of it, he is content to hang out in his crib, jumping up and down before, during and after his nap, the Dr said that if he's happy in there, keep him in there for a little bit longer.
I know my mom said that I was "potty trained at 21 months", but was I really, or is that a wonderful memory that has been made up as the years went by. I am also a girl and by all accounts everyone says girls are easier to train.
I suppose I shouldn't get too worried about what people think, most of the people who are giving me "advice" are people who I have met in passing, and don't really know how my life, or my kids are.
For now, I will sit back and watch my toddler, eating his strawberries, playing with his trains, and sitting by himself on the couch "reading" a book to himself (seriously, it's adorable).
Sunday, May 27, 2012
200
Oh weight scale how you tease me! I weighed myself first thing this morning, as I usually do on Sunday morning and the scale read 199.6 for about 2 seconds and then the final weight switched to 200.0. I laughed because I knew the scale was teasing me, it knew how badly I wanted to see 199 and in "the biggest loser" fashion the numbers flashed around before (almost) settling on 199 and then a split second later it was back to 200. I look forward to taunting the scale next week and I wil make it submit to me and my weight loss.
Until we meet next week my friend (or foe) the weight scale, you have proven yourself a worthy opponent.
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
201
I didn't post last week, mostly because I didn't feel like it. I spent that week being careful, watching what I ate and still managed not to lose anything. It was my anniversary that weekend, but I tried not to go nuts with the food, when I weighed in at 203 again I was pissed and spent the next week making up for no loss. I managed to get down to 201 this week and I once again am going to strive for that elusive 199 on the scale. I'm getting so close but I can't seem to shake this 203 number off of me. I think my plateau is this, and now I just need to work harder this week.
I was getting a bit bummed out by all of this until last night when I saw a pair of jeans hanging up in my closet. They are a size 16 - old navy "diva" fit (the diva fit always feels tighter than the normal fit). I can't remember the last time I tried them of to see if they fit. So last night I figured, why not? They did give me muffin belly, but they slid on and buttoned up without being forced! Previously they were super tight and Getting them done up would have required 7 hands. I bought them without trying them on because old navy 16s were what fit me. Alas jeans in Texas have a shelf life of October to March, so I may never get to wear them! Either way that cheered me up a bit and I am looking forward to next week.
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
203
Surprisingly I'm not dissappointed in myself about the weight gain last week. We spent the weekend at my in-laws house, and thats when all of my tummy troubles started. The family was sick for the rest of the week after that, and I was down to 201. The following week was the recovery week, and of course I started to feel better, so I started eating again. Nothing bad or horrid, but food was actually staying in my belly. I think this week will go a little bit better. I'm trying my hardest to make sure that I make it out to 3 classes this week as that seems to be my make or break weightloss tool.
So I am hoping (and wishing and praying and thinking....) that by sunday I will maybe be down to 199. I just really want to see those numbers soon. I'm not discouraged, just impatient.
So I am hoping (and wishing and praying and thinking....) that by sunday I will maybe be down to 199. I just really want to see those numbers soon. I'm not discouraged, just impatient.
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