Tuesday, June 05, 2012
Today I went to the gym for the third time this month and the third time in the last 9 month- ish.
Three months ago I had my third daughter. I currently weigh about the same about as the day BEFORE I had her- what a disappointment! Between my hunger from nursing, and the fact that I went through 5 rounds of antibiotics for mastitis, which on their own caused weight gain and the mastitis required rest for recovery, I have watched my weight go up instead of down. I am really hoping that I am now done with mastitis permanently and I can keep up with working out.
I took my gym membership off hold and went on the first day, June first and just did a little cardio. Yesterday I did a class called "Pure Muscle" a little cardio and a lot of lifting. Today was Pilates and swimming. I am SOOOO SORE! I look forward to my body getting used to this again. Now that my oldest is 13, she can do the classes with me, which is fun, though in classic teenage fashion she does laugh at me when I am struggling. I can't believe how very little core strength I have.
Well, I am not going to start restricting food in any way yet as I have had trouble in the past with milk supply when I do that, but I will be tracking my workouts and seeing how that goes and try to find some more healthy options for the family to eat. I am also tracking my inches as well as weight on spark people. It was sad to see how heavy I am compared to 16 months ago and how much bigger. I look forward to inches melting off...hopefully sooner than later...though it usually doesn't come off me till my babies turn 6 months, we will see...
Monday, April 18, 2011
It it such a short two syllable word, but such a challenge for me. I find that I pour myself passionately into one thing or another for bursts of a couple of months and then fizzle out and struggle to find the balance again. I have been feeling really challenged by this word and just decided to print it out on some pages and post it around my house in hopes of it being a reminder.
When for 5 months from August through the beginning of January, I poured myself into my healthy lifestyle. I was going to the gym 5-6 times a week, logging everything I ate, making great choices and doing well. I noticed that as I was getting physically healthy I also felt great emotionally and spiritually. Then my family started passing around the ick and I quickly got out of the habit of working out. Either the baby was sick and I couldn't take her to the nursery at the gym, or I was sick and breathing through a cardio workout wasn't in the cards. Then I was out of the habit and just getting my booty to the gym was difficult.
Then in January, we started looking into buying our first home. I have spent the last 3 months-ish looking through housing listings nearly daily, communicating with our agent, viewing over 45 properties and making offers. It has consumed a lot of time and mental energy and I have found it difficult to focus on much else. Intermingled with that I have also been job searching, considering going back to work full time and so have spent some days of time doing that. We bought a puppy, and as every mother finds out, as much as the 11 year old says they will do all the work, mama ends up doing the most as mama is who is home with the puppy all day. Throw in the fact that my husband is working 40 hours a week and doing 12 credit hours of college at the same time and I am trying to finish the last little bit of my Thesis to finally finish my seminary degree (9 years later), an almost 12 year old with an increasingly busy schedule and a toddler who has some very needy teething days and I often feel like I have more balls getting dropped than successfully juggled. I feel like I need a reset button.
Next week, I will be getting my reset (sort of.) My husband is graciously sending me and the baby to Italy to visit my best friend for a week. I will have none of the responsibilities of home, except for the day to day care of my 14 month old. No house hunting, no transporting from one activity to the next, no dinners to prepare at 2 different times, no puppies to walk and clean up after, no worrying about keeping the baby quiet while my husband studies, no feeling cramped in our tiny town home that we have outgrown and stresses me out. Of course as every mother knows, in order to achieve such a week of bliss, I will have to work extra hard this week and the week after to make sure all the details are covered while I am gone- making extra meals to freeze for hubby and daughter, making sure all bills are paid or scheduled to be paid, lining up all transportation for older daughter's activities, grocery shopping, cleaning, packing, planning for a trip with a toddler, etc etc etc. Some times I feel like I have to be super mom in order to do everything, and I just don't feel that super.
I really want to get to a point where my life is more balanced. I keep telling myself I am just in a stage and maybe when we are done buying a house, or done with school, or out of the puppy stage, or....but then there will always be something going on won't there be? So, I need to figure out this balance thing. How do I spend the right amount of time on each thing? How do I put the right amount of mental energy on the right things? ....Even as I write this a verse pops into my head "Seek Ye FIRST, the Kingdom of God and all these things will be added unto you." Yet another thing that has been out of balance has been my intentional time with God. I have not been seeking HIM the way I should, my relationship with him has been slipping through the cracks. Maybe the first thing I need to do is put that back in a priority position (DUH!)
To all you more experienced super moms out there: How do you create balance in all the many demands of your life? Do you have any great advice or strategies that have worked for you?
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
I LOVE spring! LOVE it! We spend a lot more time outside and I have been quite active and the only time I get fitness guilt is when I realize it has been a week since I have been to the gym while out for a nice long walk. So, I guess it isn't that bad, just not as great for the frugal side of me.
We have been spending a lot of time outside playing in the wonderful weather. This has been enhanced by the fact that we got a new family member/piece of exercise equipment: Nilla. We got her from Colorado Puppy Rescue and she fits right into our family. She is really mellow and gentle with the girls but loves to play and has been doing well on walks. I think it is great that we got her at this time of the year since it is so nice to get outside.
Here is our Nilla:
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
I confess, I have totally fallen off the healthy bandwagon. It started with the house hunting stress and was compounded by us all getting sick. I haven't been to the gym in weeks. I have indulged in Girl Scout Cookies and birthday cake in amounts that were totally unnecessary. I have had pop to drink more often than water and excused it with the need for caffeine. I have spent far too many days on my booty and far too few days with an elevated heart rate.
Today, I vow to change that. It won't be drastic because I am still sick. I have been on antibiotics for 4 days now and still my ears and sinuses are highly pressurized. Large amounts of cardio still won't be an option so I will have to start slow. It will feel like starting over, except at a lower weight. Not my lowest though, I have gained a few during my lethargic sickness and indulgences. I think I will start today with a walk with the baby.
I am also getting back to watching my calories. Sami turned one on Saturday(!) and now she is starting to take milk from a sippy cup, so my milk supply isn't AS important. She is still nursing and I will allow her to do so until she decides otherwise, but we are starting to cut back on the mid day feedings, and replacing them with cow's milk. That means that if my milk supply goes down, we should be ok. I am still a little nervous about that because my little one is a teeny tiny bean- found out yesterday that 99% of babies her age weigh more than her!! However, I did promise myself I would get back to being more strict on my caloric intake once she turned one...and she did!
Yes, after spending the first year of her life watching everything that went into her little body, I allowed her to eat chocolate cake....however she wore a lot more than she ate.
So today I start again. Here we go!
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