after talking non-stop for about 10min……..
Mommy, I’m going to let you go so I don’t interrupt you at work.
after talking non-stop for about 10min……..
Mommy, I’m going to let you go so I don’t interrupt you at work.
YAY!!! I’m so excited!!
I’ve been working on this for a while and I’m so excited to share it with the world.
Right after having abc, I knew that I wanted to make writing a consistent part of my life. And by consistent, I mean major. Becoming a wife a mom of 2 has widened my experiences and interests. I’ve been enjoying creating new, healthy recipes, making things, learning parenting tips, etc.
Categories for the blog include:
I’ve also launched my Etsy shop (link at the top of the page or here). This shop will be featuring body products (whipped body butters, detoxifying bath bombs, body scrubs), infinity scarves (kids, spring, winter), customized mugs, etc. These will all be listed soon so stay tuned!
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Don’t judge me based upon this title—just wait till you get to the end of the post.
I’m no Beyonce stan. I’m not a member of the “Bey-hive”. I do love her music and I think she’s absolutely beautiful and I do covet her thighs. I mean, have you seen some of the moves she does in 278378-inch stilettos? Yes.Ma’am. I’m 100% here for that strength she has.
After her most recent album, Bey was under fire. She was sharing her sexy secrets with the world. No one cares about Victoria’s Secrets when Bey was sharing her secrets of “surf-boarding”, love of “watermelon”, and what happens behind that partition. People weren’t expecting this raw and uninhibited side of Bey where she held nothing back. I loved it. And this most recent album has made me a better wife.
Beyonce Is a Mom Too—But She’s Still Sexy
As a mom of 2, finding my sexy to bring back Timberlake style was difficult to say the least. I’m soft and squishy in the places that I want to be svelt. This actually works for motherhood. I’m huggable and snuggly for my girls. But I’m more than a mother—I’m a wife. And as much as I love my role as mother, I love my role as wife even more—with all that’s included. There’s nothing sexier than a woman who is secure with herself. Granted, I’m not 100% there yet, but when I turn on this most recent album, it’s hard not to feel sexy and exude that.
Her Music Is Inappropriate For My Girls
Why does this make me a better wife right? Some things should be just for us. Granted, D doesn’t love Bey the way I do, but there’ve been some performances done to certain songs that he remembers when the song comes on. It’s nice to be able to share the suggestive glances, sly smiles, and little giggles for things that are JUST for us. Marriages need that. It keeps things spicy and everyone likes spicy!
It Provides Balance in My Day to Day Thinking
I normally listen to music throughout the day. I like a variety of genres and artists. My day is filled with thoughts of meal plans, grocery lists, blog post ideas, activities to do with the kids, play dates to plan, how to keep my house/car/etc clean, exercise ideas—you get the idea. When I turn on my Beyonce station on, for those moments my thoughts are on nothing but him and “our” time. Because she has everything from “Halo” to “Partition”, my thoughts vary from the lovey dovey feelings to nasty thoughts—also very necessary. Some people have a KitKat to take their break, I have “Drunk in Love”.
I love being a wife. Honestly speaking, having a baby makes it hard to be present in all aspects of the role. Any little help that I can get is certainly welcome and Bey’s music gives me that little bit of sass that reminds of me of the sexy woman that I already am-fluff included.
Shortly before I got pregnant with abc, I did Shaun T’s Insanity. Now, I’m not a big fitness video person. I lose interest rather quickly, get bored and tend to not follow thru with them because of the lack of interaction. Insanity and Shaun T = the exception.
I completed the 3 month plan and loved it. I got stronger, leaner, and my endurance sky rocketed. I did that plus ran and my body saw an awesome difference. When T25 came out, I knew that it would be perfect for my post baby body. If I had been thinking this all the way through, I would have made sure that I had the program when I gave birth so that once I was cleared to work out I could have started it but I didn’t. I started this week though.
I’ve completed the Cardio & Speed 1.0 workouts so far. When I tell you that these 25min are THE HARDEST 25 minutes of my day I mean it. The workouts are essentially Insanity sans breaks. Just straight moving hard for 25 minutes. I love and hate it. By the end of the 25 minutes I’m out of breath and ready to sit down.
I also want to start back running. Next year I plan on completing 1 half and 1 full marathon. I probably won’t do them again after this but I want to complete at least 1 full marathon in my lifetime. I have my first 5k of my return on Saturday morning. I have still yet to run 3 miles since I’ve had the baby. I checked out the route–which was quite confusing–so that I can ready my mind for it.
My goal during the T25 is to run 3-4 times per week. This week it’s looking good and like I’m in track for that. I ran 2.11 miles yesterday, biked 3.something miles & did the lateral elliptical 2.something miles today. I need to get my T25 workout in once I put baby to bed. My body is slightly fatigued. But I’m not running again until Saturday so hopefully I get a decent time. My goal is under 40min–we’ll see.
Silly me. I totally forgot that I’d wanted to include fashion tidbits on my blog!
In my head in this awesome fashionista. I’m stylish enough for my almost 5 year old to respect my outfit decisions for her and compliment my choices but who knows how this translates into the adult world lol!
Whenever I walk outside, I want to look well put together. Whether I’m rocking a business suit, casual, or my workout gear. Ok, maybe not my workout gear. I just can’t justify spending the type of money that allows for color coordination and cutesy looks when I’m going to cover it in sweat anyway. I digress…
In putting together an outfit for yourself, it’s really important to dress for the body that you have–not the one you imagine you have. In my head, I’m this long, lean, pseudo-athletically built woman. And once I lose this happy/baby weight, that’s what I’ll be. But right now, I’m more curvy, thick-waisted and thighed, and I have a bit of a pooch. I’m a work in progress.
With where I am currently, matching my skinny jeans with a fitted top that accentuates my pooch is really not going to lead me down the road of feeling good about myself and changing body. It took some time to realize that my body bouncing back after abc would not be the same as it was with mini. I’m 31 now and things just aren’t the same. So I finally gave in and decided to dress the body that I have now which ultimately meant going up a size or 2 depending on the brand.
Admitting having to go up in my size hurts my ego. Gosh. But what I’m seeing when I look in the mirror is that the size on the tag doesn’t matter as long as I look good in them and I’m working to get where I want to be.
So what am I wearing today?
Today I have on a flowy, secretary blouse that is a sheer, flower print. I have on a purple tank top underneath. I’ve paired this with some stretch boyfriend cut jeans that hit at my ankle. And I’m wearing some cheetah print flats.
I’m wearing very little accessories and makeup since I’m running this afternoon for lunch. I have on my waterproof mascara, a deep burgundy lipstick with a purple-ish gloss on top. And I have on some earrings.
I’m comfy and feel good about what I have on because everything fits!
What tips do you have for fashioning a transitioning body?
I promise I’m not beating myself up. Swear. But here’s my reality:
After I weaned mini, I dropped 60lbs and was in the best shape of my life. I had a little help with hcg shots and a super restrictive diet. But I was suuuuuuuuper disciplined about my workout. I was determined to become something that I wasn’t–a runner. Between 2012-2013, I managed to get at least 10 5k’s, 3 10k’s, 1 half marathon and 1 triathlon under my belt. I felt amazing!!!!
When I found out I was pregnant, I’d put on a little happy weight but I was still in shape. I’d planned on being one of those women that ran and worked out till the dropped their babies. Well, abc had a different plan for my body and that’s not at all what I was like. So I fell off my horse.
It’s a struggle to get back on now. Yes, you burn hella calories with breastfeeding but it’s not enough for me to drop weight or size. Because of the hormones and my inability to restrict my diet the way that I’d like to, this weight loss battle has become just that–a battle. I feel like I’m fighting tooth and nail with my fat cells to just shrink and be gone. My waistline………..oh my waistline. This thing is so thick!
But I’m back on the horse. I’ve registered for my first of 4 5k’s I’ve committed to complete this year and I’ve picked up running again. And I use the term running VERY loosely. It’s more like a jog-walk or walk-jog… But I’m getting some miles in. The hard part for me is not being able to pick back up where I left off. Running, actually running–not what I’m doing now, used to be pretty easy. But now it’s a struggle. I lost some my muscle and my endurance.
I swear I’m not beating myself up but getting back on the good foot is so hard!!
I’m a self-professed workout junkie—or was. After having mini I was determined to become a runner. Why running right? Well, I grew up as a competitive swimmer and during our workouts, running was the one thing that I just couldn’t do. I remember getting made fun of and how that made me feel. Well, after mini I became a runner. I have a triathlon and half marathon along with countless 5&10k’s under my belt. Dedicated and disciplined. That’s what I was.
Now it’s time for me to get back on the train and stay there. This adjustment to two kids has hit my energy levels hard. My plan was to resume morning workouts before everyone woke up. This way I would have my me time along with my workouts and start my day out strong. Well, abc has a different plan for me and my morning workouts have become null and void. Actually, all my working out had become null and void. Right at the 6 week mark I was on it but I was also home. I was getting my 20-30 min workouts in and feeling really great about myself. But then when I returned to work, that changed.
One of the things I have to change is my mindset about working out. I have to remember that with 1 infant and 1 preschooler, a 1 hour morning workout just may not be in the stars—but that doesn’t mean that I shouldn’t still be working out. I read a blog written by a mom who talked about just getting in 10min a day. And that 10min/day is better than no minutes. As baby gets bigger, workouts can get longer because you can leave them with people. I’ve come up with some basic 10min workouts that both involve baby and some that don’t to help my fellow mommies out there.
Make sure that baby is securely strapped to you.
00:00-00:30 Marching in place
01:00-02:00 Stationary Lunges (30sec each leg)
02:00-02:30 Standing Oblique Crunches
02:30-03:00 Plié Squats
03:00-03:30 Wall Sit
03:30-04:00 Tricep Dips on Chair
Unstrap baby and lay on yoga mat
05:00-06:00 Baby Chest Press (lie on back and do chest press with baby—make sure head is supported)
07:00-07:30 Heel Taps (lie on back with knees bent. Place baby so their backs are resting on your thighs and legs are resting on your stomach/chest)
08:00-09:00 Pilates Roll-Ups
09:00-10:00 Walk in Place
Kettle bell Workout (My Favorite!!!)
00:00-00:30 Jog in place
00:30-01:00 High Knees
01:00-01:30 Butt Kicks
01:30-02:00 Jumping Jacks
02:00-03:00 Kettle bell Swings Alternating hands
03:00-04:00 Figure 8’s
04:00-05:00 Single Leg Deadlifts (30 seconds each leg)
05:30-06:00 Goblet Squats
06:00-07:00 Kettle bell Lunge Press (30 seconds each side)
07:00-08:00 Kettle bell High Pull (30 seconds each arm)
08:30-09:30 Kettle bell Russian Twist
09:30-10:00 Walk in place
Mini Boxer Workout
Need weighted gloves and jump rope
00:00-01:00 Jump rope
01:00-01:30 High Knees
01:30-02:00 Butt Kicks
02:00-02:30 Jumping Jacks
02:30-03:00 Fast jabs
03:00-04:00 3 Jabs, 1 Knee lift
04:00-05:00 3 Uppercuts, 1 Kick
05:00-05:30 Boxer Shuffle
05:30-06:00 Tuck Jumps
06:00-07:00 Oblique crunch in low squat
07:00-08:00 Side to Side Twist in low squat
08:30-09:30 Fast jabs
09:30-10:00 Walk in place/Boxer Shuffle
I have more that I’ll post as time goes on. I wasn’t a believer that 10min could make a difference but something is way better than nothing!
Whew! This past 24 hours has been an eventful one.
After abc woke up with a fever of 102.5 in the middle of the night, I packed her up and took her to the ER at my pediatricians recommendation. Last night I learned that all ER’s are not made equally when concerning babies. Getting seen was a breeze though the entire experience was awkward to say the least. Between the “beautiful mind” moment I had with the nurse to the radiologist touching the air around abc versus her to the doctor telling me about his marital problems after asking me if I suck abc’s snot out with my mouth (I do), I was waiting for the cameras to jump out to say I was being punked.
Nevertheless, I wasn’t.
They ruled out pneumonia but they didn’t do a very good job at telling me what was wrong with her outside of maybe a little virus. That wasn’t good enough for me so I took her to the pediatricians office. There we found out she had fluid in her left ear and an infection in her right ear. Pobrecita!
Cool. So we have the diagnosis. abc seemed to be in good spirits so we did a little running around.
Breathe in the positive… when I went to pick up the very last Elf on the Shelf from Barnes & Noble, the cashier gave me her discount! Breathe out the negative… I couldn’t get abc to nurse. Instead she slept through her feeding. Breathe in the positive… I got a chance to start on my Christmas shopping at my favorite place in the world and got some great discounts! Breathe out the negative… abc wanted to be held as I walked around Target. 15.5 lbs while pushing a cart is NOT easy.
Breathe in the positive… Target price matched Publix on my antibiotics so I paid nothing for them!!! Breathe out the negative… abc again wouldn’t nurse so I go to hand express in the car to relieve some pressure and she has a blow out–all over me. Breathe in the positive… We got cleaned up, made it home where she nursed and I was able to hand express a total of 5oz.
Now that I’m on a positive note, I need some R&R with my hubby!!!
abc has a little cold.
It sucks. When they’re this little (I think she’s almost 16 weeks? I’m terrible at this) the only thing you can give them is snuggles and their boob (or bottle). We got in from Nana’s house late last night. Though she’s been in great spirits I decided to stay home with my little.
In making this decision I was like “yes!!! I can do so much! I can run errands and fold the thousand of laundry waiting patiently to be put away!!! I can write! I can work out!” Here’s my reality check that came in the form of the most cranky and fussy version of abc I’ve ever seen: she’s sick so that means sick day is filled with snuggles for my baby–that’s it.
The crazy thing is that I’d made this whole schedule in my head. We were scheduled naps and snuggles and laundry till 1pm, errands from 1-2:30pm, workout at the park at 3pm, pick mini up at 4pm, take her to the park to play till like 5ish, go home and make the side dish to dinner, play, snuggle, etc till bed time. Nope. Not one of those things has gotten done except the napping and snuggles. Every time I try to move out the bed, she’s whining and crying. It’s almost like she has a gps attached to me that alerts her when I move.
I mean, I’m stealthy. I put ninjas to shame with my ability to quietly navigate the bedroom without waking a sleeping baby. But not today. Today I’ve barely even had a chance to eat. I’ve had a sum total of 40oz of water, oatmeal, and 2 apples w/ peanut butter. And I’m nursing her. Can I get a lunch break?! abc says “no”.
I need to do better with my sick day planning.
i’m not so sure why the two’s are called “terrible”. maybe the person who coined the “terrible twos” didn’t have a child in the 3’s or 4’s just yet. i’m sure that if they did, then it would go more like the “training twos”, “torrential threes”, “far from fabulous fours”. and i’m in the fours now. -_-
just my luck.
but i know for a fact that it’s not just me going through this. in fact, i think that mini is picking up these blasted temper tantrums from one of the little girls at school. last friday they had an art show (it was so cute) and this little girl had tantrums back to back for like 5 minutes. and the mom was so calm. inside of me i was getting agitated and in both awe and shock at the calm the mom displayed. watching this interaction almost killed my joy–but then i realized i didn’t have to take her home with me.
or did i.
all this past weekend mini has been whiny and full of tears. her whining and crying sounds like nails on a blackboard. if i’m superman, then those things are my kryptonite and not in the cutesy “i just want to give her the world” weakness. it’s more like “i just want to leave and not come back until she’s done making noise for forever” weakness. i hate it. i cannot stand crying. at all. even with abc. i can’t stand her crying either but she doesn’t have words. mini? she has lots of words. instead of using her words to communicate feelings, she uses them to lie and be sneaky with–which i hate slightly less than the crying and whining.
i think the kicker about preschoolers is that they know what they’re doing, what type of reaction it’s going to get and they do it anyway. and then they have the nerve to have an attitude when it garners the reaction that they knew was coming.
and now i think mini is going through the jealousy bit. she’s saying dumb things like “you don’t think i’m pretty”, “you don’t love me”, “you don’t ever forgive me”, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. mind you, the kid gets pretty much everything she wants, does the things she wants to. but nope, that’s not good enough. and she knows that i love her. she knows that the crying, saying mean things, and temper tantrums get her nowhere BUT SHE STILL DOES IT!!!!! why!?!?!?!?
ugh… right now i’m over aaaaaaaaalllll things preschoolers–minus them spending all those hours at school. that i love.