Wednesday, November 25, 2009
The kids came out single-filed, and dressed as pilgrims and indians. They were so cute that I could hardly contain myself from giggling at how adorable they are were. Standing up there re-enacting the Thanksgiving story and singing turkey songs that reminded me of the songs I sang when I was a little girl.
Click below to see a video of them singing.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
My mom was asking me to post some, so I am actually posting just a few of them. The rest turned out so incredibly well, but I want to wait until they are mailed to me so I can share them with family. Until then, enjoy these few......
Monday, November 23, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Little A learned a lot that summer, and I think it made it so much easier having me there in the pool with him. Now, at 5 years old, he's swimming like a fish.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
We are having our annual holiday work party next month and as part of my morale booster (remember how much I love them), I've decided to make it an "Ugly Holiday Sweater" work party.
So my dear co-worker, KR, and I went to Savers and Goodwill to check out their selection. Savers was WAY better by the way and we came out with 5 sweaters that we love.
I need you to let me know which sweaters you like on us. KR tried on 3 and I tried on 2.
Please leave me a comment and let me know which ones are hideous enough to wear to our holiday party. Oh and we are wearing the sweaters with a fabulous turtleneck.
You can leave me a comment anonymously. Just let me know which one you prefer.
Monday, November 16, 2009
His attention spam was zilch when he opened up his gifts. He was more interested in banging on the boxes of his gifts.
Thank you everyone for making D's Birthday so eventful!
Thursday, November 12, 2009
A year before I met big A, I was heavy. I was going into my senior year in college--fat and boyfriendless. I don't exactly know what spawned my sudden burst of motivation to lose weight. It may have been a combination of the fact that my clothes weren't fitting well anymore, or the fact that I was surrounded by several college girls with skinny waists, boyfriends and cute clothes.
Now, I wasn't some depressed loser by any means, so hopefully you aren't picturing me standing against the wall at my University looking at all the skinny girls and wishing I was one of them.
It wasn't like that at all. I had a great group of friends that I hung out with, a job, and good grades. But the one thing that irritated me was my weight.
I slowly started cutting things out of my diet......slooowwwly. AND, I started doing little exercises every night before bed.....sit-ups, running in place, push ups, arm circles, leg lifts, arms lifts, squats....you name it. I made a steady count of how many I was doing, and each month I made it a goal to increase that number. I did this every single night no matter what. When I was on vacation with my college girlfriends, I did it. They probably thought I was nuts or that I could at least cut it out while we were on vacation, but I couldn't. It became a habit, and I liked it. I felt good before going to bed....relaxed.
Within 6 months, I had lost 55 lbs.
I felt great and I looked good. I remember shopping with my mom and I actually had to go to the "teen" section to get clothes. I was amazed at my accomplishment.
I kept my figure up until I got pregnant with Little A and then things kind of went downhill from there. I gained ALL my weight back and I had a difficult time trying to burn it off. I had surgery shortly after I gave birth to Little A to repair 4 hernias in my stomach. I got INSANELY huge when I was pregnant with him and I think my body couldn't handle it. After the surgery, it was difficult to get back into an exercise routine. I was in pain for quite some time, plus having a little guy running around everywhere as a first-time-mom-who-doesn't-know-what-she's-doing, certainly didn't make it any easier.
When Little A was 3, I decided to diet...somehow. Big A and I purchased the DVD and book "You: On a Diet" by Dr.Oz. The book was an amazing read. It will literally explain to you what different kinds of foods do to your body. So, we rummaged through our pantry and threw out all the bad food.
The enriched flours.
The sat and trans fats.
The hydrogenated oils.
And the sugars.
We hardly had anything left.
I couldn't believe how much of this crap is in the food we eat! Can you? Check your labels!
We started to eat differently, and took long walks a few days out of the week. I dropped 10 lbs right away and so did Big A. Temptation got the best of me, and although I was able to drop another 10 lbs, I was back to some old eating habits again. Big A lost 30 lbs, but then went back to his old habits too.
And then I got pregnant with D. I did much better during my pregnancy with him. I packed on a total of 24 lbs and lost it all plus some after he was born. Nursing and pumping certainly helps! But when that ended, so did the weight loss. And pretty soon it came back again.
It wasn't until this week that we decided to do this dieting things all over again and in full force. We are getting older, and the effects of obesity wreak havoc, disease and even death on your body. I won't have it anymore!!
We bought a membership over at the YMCA by our house this week and are throwing out our "bad" food. I know we can do it. I'll keep you posted.
This is the beginning of MY story, "Me: On a Diet."
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I am wondering where my baby went. It seems like just a short while ago he was napping in my arms, sleeping away and swaddled in a tiny striped blue, white and pink blanket from the hospital.
Instead, I am watching him crawl around in the yard, stand up and make every attempt possible to take a few steps before he lands rock solid on him bottom. I can see his perseverance, as his cheeky smile gets bigger and bigger the closer he approaches me. And then when he takes a spill, his chagrined face doesn't go unnoticed as he looks around and wonders "what the heck just happened?"
He keeps going though. Making attempt after attempt, to try to walk like his older brother. He sees how fast his brother is moving around, and now he wants to be able to catch up to him.
So he crawls over to his brother and giggles. Because that's what he normally does when he sees his brother. He's funny and he can't get enough of him. He holds onto Little A's pants and stands up next to him. In my mind, I am looking at the very near future when D will FINALLY be walking and standing next to his brother.
No tumbling over, no mummy-style walk, no unbalanced stance.
I notice their height difference and their similarities from behind. The color of their hair, the shape of their head, their extra long torsos, their calves, the shape of their feet.....I am cataloging it all right now. I want to remember this moment in time.
My little guy ain't so little anymore.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
I think Big A was taking him out to go play in the grass. It was a bit chilly, so Little A was sporting his dinosaur jacket. His hair hadn't been cut yet, and he started growing these amazing little curls that wouldn't be chopped off for another 5 months.
I miss Little A being that small. It never ceases to amaze me how time flies!