Allie had her 4 month visit Friday. She weighs 15lbs. 15 oz. and she is 251/2 in long. Man, she has grown. She has learned so many tricks. She spits. Which is funny. You can already tell her personality. I tell her to stop spitting and she spits again. She has become very vocal. Screams and she has this growl that sounds like a cat. Guess she's living up to her nickname. She seems to be napping less and less. She sleeps until 8 or so and then "cat naps" until around 5, then she will nap for an hour at least.
Logan is doing good. He got straight A's again. He started Karate classes earlier this month. He seems to enjoy them. Bo and I talked and I'm going to join the gym there where he takes lessons. I'm there 2 times a week for an hour at least. So, why not do something productive and healthy? Gulf Shores is coming up in a little over 3 months. I wonder where I can be size wise by then? I'll update every so often.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
I've gone and done it
I've put the weight back on. All 38 pounds of it, well, almost all of it. I can't help it. Mostly it's not having will power. Part of it is not having time like before. It was easy to eat salads, chicken, and other "good" stuff when I had time to make and eat them. Now, I have to grab whatever is there that I can gobble down quickly. Combine quick and eating quick and it's a disaster. I have been walking the past few days though. It's helping. I think I'm too hard on myself about it.
Logan has started taking karate lessons on Tuesday and Thursday. They are at a local gym. I'm thinking of asking about membership there. I mean, if I'm going to be there 2 nights a week for an hour, might as well do something besides sit and stare at everyone else working out!
I've got to do something about these food gravings. I seem to be eating everything in sight. Nothing is off limits. It was so much easier when I was pregnant. I had to eat right to keep her healthy. I didn't want anything to be wrong with her. Why can't I feel that way about myself?
I feel like a big slob. Eating things I know aren't good for me and aren't healthy. We all have our demons. Mine happens to be legal and readily avaliable. I've started a food diary, to write everything I eat in a day. So far, it's not how much, but what I'm eating that is horrible. Like rice krispie treats for breakfast. What's up with that.
I'm going to make out a meal planner of things I ate while pregnant and try and stick with those. No time like the present!
Prayers are welcome for this journey!
Logan has started taking karate lessons on Tuesday and Thursday. They are at a local gym. I'm thinking of asking about membership there. I mean, if I'm going to be there 2 nights a week for an hour, might as well do something besides sit and stare at everyone else working out!
I've got to do something about these food gravings. I seem to be eating everything in sight. Nothing is off limits. It was so much easier when I was pregnant. I had to eat right to keep her healthy. I didn't want anything to be wrong with her. Why can't I feel that way about myself?
I feel like a big slob. Eating things I know aren't good for me and aren't healthy. We all have our demons. Mine happens to be legal and readily avaliable. I've started a food diary, to write everything I eat in a day. So far, it's not how much, but what I'm eating that is horrible. Like rice krispie treats for breakfast. What's up with that.
I'm going to make out a meal planner of things I ate while pregnant and try and stick with those. No time like the present!
Prayers are welcome for this journey!
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