Self-fulfilling prophecy anyone? I went into this week knowing it was going to be bad. And it was. Or rather, I was bad. I drank very little water. I ate whatever I wanted. The only exercise I got was chasing Big One at the Science Center last night. So I gained. But once we make it through all of the birthday craziness tomorrow, I can focus on HFH again. It's a bad excuse and I need to learn that regardless of what is going on in our lives I have to stick with it! I will be better next week. I will. I will.
It has been a busy week. I was up until 2:30 last night working on Big One's birthday cakes. I just kept thinking it was such an insane hour. Yet in my pre-baby days 2:30 am was no big deal. Isn't it funny how times change? I feel like I have a hang over this morning and the only thing I drank last night was Pepsi.
Gain this week: 1.5 pounds
Total Overall Loss: 6 pounds
I'm still down 6 pounds since I started HFH 5 weeks ago so I feel good about that. And I know why I gained this week which makes it easier to swallow. As soon as I'm finished I'm off to get a glass of ice water to start the day off right.
This week's question was where did we find inspiration. I have to admit I've spent most of the week only thinking of the mile long list of things that need to be done for Big One's birthday party tomorrow. Last night we took the kids to the Science Center as part of Big One's birthday celebration. I forced myself to push the party thoughts out of my head and enjoy the moment. I thought back to 3 years ago as we spent the very first day with Big One. The big leap into parenthood. I got a little emotional. In the Science Center. Amongst robots. And falling dominos. I watched Hubs playing with Big One as I sat back and nursed Little One. Hubs went from never holding a baby to being such a loving daddy to both of our kids. He is an inspiration.
Christie, our HFH hostess, is also an inspiration to me. Last week she had a gain. She stuck with it and this week she's down 4.8 pounds! Rather than giving up because she gained, she stayed the course and it paid off.
There are cakes to decorate and plenty of cleaning to be done so I'm going to tear myself away from the computer now. Hopefully I will have a very cool McQueen and Mater cake to show off very soon. Happy weekend to everyone!
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Hot for the Holidays Week 4
What a great week! Things are really falling into place for me in this fourth week of the challenge (check out Christie at Baby Tea Leaves for more info). I must admit, last Friday after weigh in I indulged more than necessary. We had pizza for dinner and I followed it with sweets. Saturday we went to the zoo. We grabbed breakfast on the road (so not healthy!) and ate lunch at the zoo (again, not a lot of healthy choices). However, the hills kicked my butt and I think it really got my metabolism going.
The rest of the week went very well. Water has been my best friend and I can tell how much it has helped. I have made very good choices in my food for the most part. We did bake brownies as part of our letter B week activities but I only had a few little bites.
My weight loss this week: 4.5 lbs!!!
Total weight loss so far: 7.5lbs
Christie asked us to write about our "push it" moment this week. A moment when we pushed just a little outside our comfort zone. The hills at the end of a long day at the zoo while carrying a very fussy Little One definitely pushed my limits (I forgot the sling. Not fun carrying Little One without it and she was not happy riding in the stroller). When we made it to the top of the hill I was ready to call it a day. Instead, we stuck around to check out a few more displays. I wish I had done it with a smile on my face but at least I stuck it out!
Another "push it" moment was on our family walk the other night. We did the big Hill near our house. Big One usually gets tired about halfway up the hill (as do I, especially with Little One in the sling). When we all get tired we channel Dory from Finding Nemo and sing "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, Just keep swimming swimming swimming." I've been exhausted lately so the Hill was more difficult than ever. But we sang our song and made it to the top (although Big One collapsed dramatically in the grass a few times for a break).
I'm cautiously optimistic going into next week. Since I lost a significant amount this week, my fear is I'll gain some back or plateau. Fortunately, it's getting much easier to resist the temptations in which I usually indulge. I hope everyone else had a great week!
The rest of the week went very well. Water has been my best friend and I can tell how much it has helped. I have made very good choices in my food for the most part. We did bake brownies as part of our letter B week activities but I only had a few little bites.
My weight loss this week: 4.5 lbs!!!
Total weight loss so far: 7.5lbs
Christie asked us to write about our "push it" moment this week. A moment when we pushed just a little outside our comfort zone. The hills at the end of a long day at the zoo while carrying a very fussy Little One definitely pushed my limits (I forgot the sling. Not fun carrying Little One without it and she was not happy riding in the stroller). When we made it to the top of the hill I was ready to call it a day. Instead, we stuck around to check out a few more displays. I wish I had done it with a smile on my face but at least I stuck it out!
Another "push it" moment was on our family walk the other night. We did the big Hill near our house. Big One usually gets tired about halfway up the hill (as do I, especially with Little One in the sling). When we all get tired we channel Dory from Finding Nemo and sing "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, Just keep swimming swimming swimming." I've been exhausted lately so the Hill was more difficult than ever. But we sang our song and made it to the top (although Big One collapsed dramatically in the grass a few times for a break).
I'm cautiously optimistic going into next week. Since I lost a significant amount this week, my fear is I'll gain some back or plateau. Fortunately, it's getting much easier to resist the temptations in which I usually indulge. I hope everyone else had a great week!
Hot for the Holiday Week 3
Wow! I'm actually a bit surprised I've stuck with this weight loss challenge for so long. Yes, 3 weeks is a long time for me and weight loss. We usually get sick of each other about midway through week 1.
This week I actually displayed... willpower. It was very strange. Almost like an out of body experience. I'm usually quick to jump on the nearest Mountain Dew, chocolate, or opportunity to eat fried food. I'm happy to report I resisted many of those this week. I also drank lots of water.
My weight loss for this week is 1 pound. I had hoped for more but a pound is a pound. The scale is still moving in the right direction. If I actually start doing regular work outs and harness this new found willpower, the scale will continue to be my friend.
This week, Christie challenged us to a photo essay. Without further ado, here we go!
No, I don't have some weird foot fetish. These feet are very special feet belonging to Big One and Little One. Not to be all mushy, but the kiddos are my inspiration for this whole weight loss/getting healthy movement. A few years ago, our friend's dad passed away. It scared me to think we could leave our kids way too early if we didn't get our act together. This time I'm actually going to stick with it so we can be a healthy family!
It's tough to tell, but Big One is actually dancing with his beloved duck blankie in this picture. One of my favorite things to do is dance with the kiddos. It's my sneaky way of getting in at least a little exercise. We really get moving and Big One loves me to hold him while I dance which adds 36 pounds of resistance!
My son's room! This is a typical scene from his pit. The barn toy box is usually in the middle of the room surrounded by nearly every single toy he owns. I feel a mass cleaning and thinning of the toys coming on!
My trusty glass of ice water! Not the prettiest picture but you get the point!
Happy Friday!
This week I actually displayed... willpower. It was very strange. Almost like an out of body experience. I'm usually quick to jump on the nearest Mountain Dew, chocolate, or opportunity to eat fried food. I'm happy to report I resisted many of those this week. I also drank lots of water.
My weight loss for this week is 1 pound. I had hoped for more but a pound is a pound. The scale is still moving in the right direction. If I actually start doing regular work outs and harness this new found willpower, the scale will continue to be my friend.
This week, Christie challenged us to a photo essay. Without further ado, here we go!
Someone or something that inspires me:
No, I don't have some weird foot fetish. These feet are very special feet belonging to Big One and Little One. Not to be all mushy, but the kiddos are my inspiration for this whole weight loss/getting healthy movement. A few years ago, our friend's dad passed away. It scared me to think we could leave our kids way too early if we didn't get our act together. This time I'm actually going to stick with it so we can be a healthy family!
Something that I love to do
It's tough to tell, but Big One is actually dancing with his beloved duck blankie in this picture. One of my favorite things to do is dance with the kiddos. It's my sneaky way of getting in at least a little exercise. We really get moving and Big One loves me to hold him while I dance which adds 36 pounds of resistance!Something that makes me crazy:
My son's room! This is a typical scene from his pit. The barn toy box is usually in the middle of the room surrounded by nearly every single toy he owns. I feel a mass cleaning and thinning of the toys coming on!Something healthy in my life:
My trusty glass of ice water! Not the prettiest picture but you get the point!Happy Friday!
Hot for the Holidays Week 1
Today is the first Fat Ticker Friday for the Hot for the Holidays challenge. Are there mulligans in this challenge? I could use one this week. Oops! I didn't quite stick with the plan. The scale reflected my lack of discipline. It did go in the right direction but only by half a pound.
The whole healthy eating/exercise thing went well until about Wednesday. I ate veggies and went for walks with the family in the beginning of the week. WWBD (What would bloggers do?) has been a common theme so far in this challenge. On Tuesday, WWBD helped me avoid sending my hubby to Dairy Queen for a hot fudge and caramel sundae. After a stressful bedtime routine, you don't know how much I wanted that soft serve! But my fellow HFH bloggers motivated me to stay the course.
Then Wednesday happened. Hubby had a cold. A cold that made the world stop. At least his world. He stayed home from work and slept. All day long. I could go on about this but I'll just leave it at that! My 3 year old was wild since Daddy was home during the week. It wasn't a good day.
Do you know who was there for me? A box of brownies. Brownies were there for me. I asked myself WWBD. Apparently I channeled a sect of rogue bloggers set on ruining my diet. I caved. I baked the brownies and I ate them. A lot of them. So it's really no surprise that the scale didn't take the downward dive I had hoped. But there's always next week!
As part of the challenge, the question of the week is: "What would you like your legacy to be?" Good question. Here it goes.
I'm really only concerned with what my family and close friends think of me, now and after I'm gone. If I really drill down to the heart of it, it's mainly my kids that I'm talking about. I want to be Supermom to them. Not the Supermom that is always on the go with perfect hair and make up, proving just how supreme she is to all the other lowly mothers. (Let's be honest, I haven't put on make up in months. I don't think I'd recognize myself if I put it on. Hairstyles? How does a ponytail sound?) The kind of Supermom who is always there for the kids to love them and hopefully guide them in their lives.
I want my kids to have a childhood they relish. When they're adults, I want them to say, "Remember the time mom..." and I want it to be a happy memory. I want them to remember spending time with me doing fun things. Not going to Disney World fun things, just the everyday things. Baking cookies. Playing in the backyard. Decorating for holidays. I work from home to pay the bills (for some reason the mortgage company is picky about getting paid every month). It's a tough balance. Do I work a few extra hours so we can buy groceries this week or do I cuddle with the kids? I hope that my kids know just how much I love and cherish everything they do. I want them to think of their mom and smile.
I hope you all have a truly wonderful weekend! I have a couple little monkeys who need some attention.
The whole healthy eating/exercise thing went well until about Wednesday. I ate veggies and went for walks with the family in the beginning of the week. WWBD (What would bloggers do?) has been a common theme so far in this challenge. On Tuesday, WWBD helped me avoid sending my hubby to Dairy Queen for a hot fudge and caramel sundae. After a stressful bedtime routine, you don't know how much I wanted that soft serve! But my fellow HFH bloggers motivated me to stay the course.
Then Wednesday happened. Hubby had a cold. A cold that made the world stop. At least his world. He stayed home from work and slept. All day long. I could go on about this but I'll just leave it at that! My 3 year old was wild since Daddy was home during the week. It wasn't a good day.
Do you know who was there for me? A box of brownies. Brownies were there for me. I asked myself WWBD. Apparently I channeled a sect of rogue bloggers set on ruining my diet. I caved. I baked the brownies and I ate them. A lot of them. So it's really no surprise that the scale didn't take the downward dive I had hoped. But there's always next week!
As part of the challenge, the question of the week is: "What would you like your legacy to be?" Good question. Here it goes.
I'm really only concerned with what my family and close friends think of me, now and after I'm gone. If I really drill down to the heart of it, it's mainly my kids that I'm talking about. I want to be Supermom to them. Not the Supermom that is always on the go with perfect hair and make up, proving just how supreme she is to all the other lowly mothers. (Let's be honest, I haven't put on make up in months. I don't think I'd recognize myself if I put it on. Hairstyles? How does a ponytail sound?) The kind of Supermom who is always there for the kids to love them and hopefully guide them in their lives.
I want my kids to have a childhood they relish. When they're adults, I want them to say, "Remember the time mom..." and I want it to be a happy memory. I want them to remember spending time with me doing fun things. Not going to Disney World fun things, just the everyday things. Baking cookies. Playing in the backyard. Decorating for holidays. I work from home to pay the bills (for some reason the mortgage company is picky about getting paid every month). It's a tough balance. Do I work a few extra hours so we can buy groceries this week or do I cuddle with the kids? I hope that my kids know just how much I love and cherish everything they do. I want them to think of their mom and smile.
I hope you all have a truly wonderful weekend! I have a couple little monkeys who need some attention.
"Cock" Hudson is Missing!
I've finally accepted that the baby weight is no longer going to melt off on its own. The first 20 pounds or so disappeared with little help from me. Very little help. Unless you count sitting around the house, eating the occasional candy bar, and ordering pizza for dinner as help. It's the last 10 pounds that always gets me. That and the fact that I had a good 30 pounds to lose even before getting pregnant.
Enter Christie O. at Baby Tea Leaves. I happened upon her adorable and entertaining blog to discover her Hot for the Holidays contest. A little motivation could be just what I need.
But wait. What in the world does the title have to do with weight loss? Let me explain. Last night we took a family walk, which isn't uncommon. Generally we stick within a few blocks of our house. Last night we decided to venture way down the hill. Not just a hill. A HILL. Add a 15 pound 3 month old in a sling and that's quite a work out for me.
Everything went smoothly until we returned home. My son is a bit of a Cars addict. Thanks to Daddy, he has nearly every one of the little Cars toys. He can tell you exactly which ones he owns. There are probably 10 different versions of Lightning McQueen and if he can't find the exact one he wants, stand back and watch the drama unfold! Any time we leave the house, at least one of them must accompany him. Last night it was "Queenie" (Lightning McQueen) and "Cock" Hudson (Doc Hudson). We walked into the door and tragedy struck. Cock Hudson was missing.
Please, no. Anything but a missing car. I will hear over and over again how Cock Hudson is missing and he's so sad and we have to find him. So I did what any mom would do. I attempted to distract him with promises (bribes) of a new Doc Hudson car the next day.
Nice try, mama. Cock Hudson is cold and alone somewhere out there. He must be rescued!
My son and I put our sweatshirts on and once again embarked upon the great climb on the neighborhood hill. Initially, I held onto hope that we would find the missing toy. With each step, hope quickly slipped away.
Wait, what's that? It's blue. Bubble gum wrapper. Darn! Hold on. I see something shiny. No, just a candy bar wrapper. Hmmm, a candy car sounds good right now. Focus, Shell! Something else caught my eye. I willed it to be that little blue car. But, alas, it was an orange Gatorade bottle. The house that smells of all things fried marked the halfway mark and deflated all hope of finding that little blue guy. We found lots of trash, even half of a coconut. Really. Half of a coconut. Who would have thought? But no blue car.
We finally made it home, Cock Hudson-less. But at least I got in a decent work out. Daddy's mission on his lunch break today is to find a new one. Please let him be successful! I can't listen to the Cock Hudson saga all week! I miss the days when we could distract him with another toy. Or a sucker.
Enter Christie O. at Baby Tea Leaves. I happened upon her adorable and entertaining blog to discover her Hot for the Holidays contest. A little motivation could be just what I need.
But wait. What in the world does the title have to do with weight loss? Let me explain. Last night we took a family walk, which isn't uncommon. Generally we stick within a few blocks of our house. Last night we decided to venture way down the hill. Not just a hill. A HILL. Add a 15 pound 3 month old in a sling and that's quite a work out for me.
Everything went smoothly until we returned home. My son is a bit of a Cars addict. Thanks to Daddy, he has nearly every one of the little Cars toys. He can tell you exactly which ones he owns. There are probably 10 different versions of Lightning McQueen and if he can't find the exact one he wants, stand back and watch the drama unfold! Any time we leave the house, at least one of them must accompany him. Last night it was "Queenie" (Lightning McQueen) and "Cock" Hudson (Doc Hudson). We walked into the door and tragedy struck. Cock Hudson was missing.
Please, no. Anything but a missing car. I will hear over and over again how Cock Hudson is missing and he's so sad and we have to find him. So I did what any mom would do. I attempted to distract him with promises (bribes) of a new Doc Hudson car the next day.
Nice try, mama. Cock Hudson is cold and alone somewhere out there. He must be rescued!
My son and I put our sweatshirts on and once again embarked upon the great climb on the neighborhood hill. Initially, I held onto hope that we would find the missing toy. With each step, hope quickly slipped away.
Wait, what's that? It's blue. Bubble gum wrapper. Darn! Hold on. I see something shiny. No, just a candy bar wrapper. Hmmm, a candy car sounds good right now. Focus, Shell! Something else caught my eye. I willed it to be that little blue car. But, alas, it was an orange Gatorade bottle. The house that smells of all things fried marked the halfway mark and deflated all hope of finding that little blue guy. We found lots of trash, even half of a coconut. Really. Half of a coconut. Who would have thought? But no blue car.
We finally made it home, Cock Hudson-less. But at least I got in a decent work out. Daddy's mission on his lunch break today is to find a new one. Please let him be successful! I can't listen to the Cock Hudson saga all week! I miss the days when we could distract him with another toy. Or a sucker.
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