1. That I used to have abs and one day, I may find them again.
2. Do not look at the 50, 60, 70 year old women who are on the treadmill next to me, running at a 6.0 and have a bikini ready body.
3. OK you looked, now stop thinking about how they look better than I did at 25.
4. This is an hour for me. No phones, computers, babies, diapers, dogs, husband, dishes or errands. Embrace that.
5. I am told that the woozy, dizzy feeling after getting off the treadmill goes away after a while...I am still waiting for that to happen...but something to look forward to.
6. Stretching is a necessary evil.
7. No matter what locker I take, in whatever side of the locker room, as soon as I sit down...5 other ladies will need to get into each of the other lockers all around mine. It never fails.
8. This is GOOD FOR ME.
9. I am on a mission to eliminate : the arm flapping, the ass jiggle, the leg wobbles and the very bain of my existence, the belly pouch.
10. I will settle for fitting back in a few of my old jeans.
I keep this picture in my mind....see I did not always have this ass.....
The days go by so fast now...and I want to remember things...special moments and crazy ideas that I have that may or may not be important to me some day.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Why Oh Why is This So Hard??
I am trying to share my blog on Facebook. It currently exports to Notes...which is not what I want. When I "share" it in multiple ways....It shares but shows a clip of the blog explanation, and not the current or new post. I want to pull my hair out right now. I am doing an experiment with a new post to see if it works.
If anyone has any suggestions...PLEASE SHARE!
Thanks!
If anyone has any suggestions...PLEASE SHARE!
Thanks!
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Middle of the night wakings....so worth it....
So Olivia sleeps pretty damn good. Occasionally she will wake in the middle of the night, for a bottle, and wolf it down, then go back to sleep. So last night, she had trouble falling asleep and kept crying, which is very unlike her. When we went in to check on her, her face was all flushed. Since we have been having some unusually warm weather here in NY...today is supposed be 85....her regular feety PJ's were just way too hot. So we put her in a cooler outfit, and put on her ceiling fan, and she went to sleep. For some reason, she woke again at 12:30...so I go in to feed her. It was the most amazing thing....she went from crying....to looking at me....and said "mama". Now she has said "mama" before....but just mumbling it...or saying it over and over. I was never sure if she was using it to identify me....but last night, she did. It was so awesome. I was truly hoping for a "moment" to recognize that she said that beautiful word to me with purpose, and I got it. She did not even want her bottle.....which threw me yet again. So I turned her fan up, and she calmed down. I guess she is just like her "mama"....I can not sleep when I am hot....I always need the ceiling fan to be on. It is funny how these little things can just remind you of how like US they are, even though they are so small.
Later today I am going to post some awesome pictures just to highlight some of our sweet day to day moments that I cherish.
Later today I am going to post some awesome pictures just to highlight some of our sweet day to day moments that I cherish.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Happy Easter! It is a religious holiday, but one that has turned into really just another family get together. I admit I have been very lax about going to church these past few...oh....years. I do believe in the higher power of God, and Jesus, and all the saints. I pray when I am faced with issues beyond my control and need help, and I am thankful, very thankful for all I have gotten out of my life so far. I know there is someone helping to guide me. I just have a not so warm and fuzzy feeling about the church, and I am sure I am not alone in this. We decided to have our daughter Baptised, and I have dreaded contacting the church. All their questions and formalities just turn me off. But I knew it had to be done, so I just jumped in, and started the calls. Well, there are only 2 Catholic churches in my area. They both have a long list of requirements....ie...the Godparents need to have been Baptised, and had all their other sacraments. If they are married, they must have been married in the Catholic church, no co-habitants allowed, no one divorced, and I think the list went on and on...I just tuned out at that point. I was also told by one church, that because my husband and I were not married in the church, that we would have to validate our marriage. Excuse me...are you telling me my daughter is a bastard??!! Well....we went with the other church...and I registered us as memebers and then filled in all the required paperwork. Our Godparents had to get forms signed by their church with the official church seal, that they are members in good standing. Now, I am supposed to wait for a call within the week to make an appointment with the priest. No one calls....a week later, I call and check...no one knows why they have not called me yet. I wait another week...no call....no one knows why they have not called me yet....but someone will call me tonight or tomorrow. I wait another 4 days...get it....no one calls. OH>>>> it was in the wrong persons "box" but now Easter is coming, we will get to it next week.
This whole process is so annoying. This is just for an appointment so we can meet with a priest who I am sure will ask us questions looking for a way to make us feel un-worthy as Catholics and as human beings.
Oh...did I forget to mention the fact that we got our "envelopes" within 3 days of registering??
I grew up as a Catholic child, went to Catholic School too. Somehow I was able to separate the spiritual essence of religion from the human rhetoric that gets spewed at us as parishioners. I hope that my daughter can do the same, and I want her to grow up with God and with religion, just not with the red tape, and the judgement that unfortunately comes with it.
This whole process is so annoying. This is just for an appointment so we can meet with a priest who I am sure will ask us questions looking for a way to make us feel un-worthy as Catholics and as human beings.
Oh...did I forget to mention the fact that we got our "envelopes" within 3 days of registering??
I grew up as a Catholic child, went to Catholic School too. Somehow I was able to separate the spiritual essence of religion from the human rhetoric that gets spewed at us as parishioners. I hope that my daughter can do the same, and I want her to grow up with God and with religion, just not with the red tape, and the judgement that unfortunately comes with it.
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