I fully recognize that I have been a fair weather/ MIA blogger. The truth is...lately I have felt a huge lack of motivation with just about everything. Will got a terrible cold...then Zak and I got his terrible cold (on our kid-less vacation)...then both the Grandma's got it and Mrs. Shipman's has now turned into Pneumonia! All in all we just aren't operating on all cylinders at our house. Last week I led worship for Kid Week (aka VBS) for our church. BTW- When did VBS turn into a night time thing?!?! It's the craziest thing! I know I know, year round schools conflict with morning VBS but those kiddos were about to pass out by 8:00pm and so was I! As a result, I ate out EVERY night last week as though I had the metabolism of a 16 year old boy without a care in the world... and then Monday morning hit and I weighed in.
It wasn't pretty. Not terrible, but certainly up a couple pounds. That is not the direction I was hoping for. We are hoping to get pregnant with baby number two this summer/early fall and I still am fighting the last 10 pounds I gained with Will with an additional 25 to lose! Isn't it amazing how time flies when you set a weight loss goal. The weeks fly by without the smallest budge to the scale and panic sets in. Sorry for the level of honestly but quite frankly, it's where I'm at.
But I digress... after last week I am trying to jump-start my lack luster enthusiasm for exercising, cooking healthy, doing 8 million loads of laundry. blogging, taking pictures of my Tasmanian devil toddler and keeping some order to this household. I find myself getting motivated for a few days and then just diving off the wagon to eat yet another meal at Chick fil a simply because it's easy. Zak's garden is producing boat loads so I am setting out to try and plan our meals around what is ready.
The other battle of my life is that Will has over night turned into the pickiest eater. He will NOT try new things and is boycotting all vegetables which makes me feel like the worlds worst mom. I haven't decided yet what my plan of action will be. Do I starve the kid until he decides that we really mean business or do I disguise vegetables in things he already likes. At this point, I am open to someone moving in and handling this for me. My sweet Will has the willpower of his Daddy and is not very easy to break! Pray for me!
Time to go move laundry.... I'll try to do better and post some sort of a life update soon!
Haha, my William also will not eat a veggie. He DOES love peas, which shocks me. But that is IT. And he instantly recognizes when you try to throw a tiny one in. I try not to stress. We do give in lots to the veggie purees that are in the squeezable pouch, just so I don't feel like such a failure! :)
ReplyDelete