Life is good!

Hey!  It's been awhile!

So, here's the scoop from the last couple of weeks! I haven't lost much weight, but...
  • As of the 14th, I've lost 5 inches from my body (WOO HOO!) - the next measurement/weigh date is the 29th!  I'm dying to know what the numbers will be.
  • I'm getting stronger and can actually hold a plank position for more than 5 seconds :D
  • I'm feeling better, sleeping better, and overall enjoying life a little bit more!
I've also been playing with my juicer and have made some delicious cocktails (minus the booze), and I have been drinking a lot more water than I was before I started this thing, which means I pee like a pregnant lady (TMI?).  Sorry for that mental image!  I'm still soda-free, and the only real food slip ups I've had were a trip to Del Taco and one to Chick-fil-A.  I mean, come on, who can pass up Chick-fil-A?  I could've done without the Del Taco, but that spicy chicken sandwich was freakin' amazing!  Oh, and the waffle fries, too... nom nom nom.

Kickin' butt!
 
Exercising is still going well... I've only missed two workouts but I made up one of them, so technically I've only missed one, right?  I wouldn't say that the workouts are getting easier for me, but I don't feel quite as gassed or worn out afterwards as I did in the very beginning.  No more "OMG, I feel like I'm gonna lose my lunch" feeling :)  I'd call that improvement!  My arms and legs are pretty much sore 99% of the time now, but you know what they say... "Pain is weakness leaving the body."  Well, I must have a lot of weakness then!!  My muscles certainly didn't know what hit them when I started this, but they're gradually becoming more accustomed to this new routine.  I told Mark that my goal is to be able to do a real pushup by the end, and not just a girl one - we'll see how that goes.  Oh, and by the way, lunges are still difficult for me.  No matter how many I do, I lose my balance pretty much every time and have to lean on something to avoid falling over.  Thanks for the fantastic coordination, Mom!  ;)

I have 65 days left in the challenge, and am so looking forward to the end results!!

Mommy Problems!

I meant to blog sooner and tell you all about my experience putting Bailey in the church nursery for the first time on the 13th, but alas, life happens and I don't get to write about it until now!  Whatevs.  Anyway... here 'tis!  

So, I was feeling great about handing Bailey over to the very sweet ladies in the nursery so that Mark and I could enjoy the service without having to worry about entertaining and calming a very squirmy baby.  Everyone had told me that it's for the best, she'll do great, and I'll feel so much better.  I believed them wholeheartedly!  However, I was unprepared for what my hormones would do.  As soon as we got to the desk to check Bailey in, I could feel the emotion rising up inside me.  I tried to shrug it off, but as we took her through the door to drop her off, I lost it.  We hadn't even handed her off yet, and I started crying.  I couldn't control it!  The tears just kept coming and I felt like a total sap.  The ladies took her in the room, and Bailey was totally fine without me.  No fussing, no crying, no nothin'!  She did great the entire time!  I was the only one that was having a hard time with it.  I kept thinking "Why is this happening?  I didn't think I would be like this!  Good lord, what's wrong with me?!"  Apparently, my reaction was normal, but I still felt like an idiot.  I mean, I had total trust in the nursery ladies and their ability to care for my child, but that emotional bond between mother and child just hit me like a ton of bricks.  Wow.  I'm hoping that next time will be easier, and I won't be a blubbering mess :D

More teeth?!

Miss Bailey is getting some more toofies!!  She still has the first one (of course), and is getting her second bottom tooth (SO CUTE!) and we think we feel the two top teeth coming in as well.  All this teething means A TON of drooling and waking up earlier than normal.  However, I'm not complaining - she's still been sleeping about 8-9 hours at a time at night.  Praise the Lord!

Time flies... 

I can't believe my little peanut is 8 1/2 months old already!  It's amazing how quickly it's gone by.  I remember how much I loved her when she was in my belly, and I love her even more now that she has her own little personality and smiles when she sees me.  It's friggin' awesome!  I'll say it - I love being a mom.  Who knew?!

9 days and 8.5 months old in her pretty Easter dress!

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