Weight Check-In

So I have come to a realization of sorts.  The numbers on the scale really do not mean that much to me.  Note that I said that much.  Of course I will periodically check, but the way my clothes feel is the best indicator for me.  I was at the Doctors today for a full check up and he told me that I am at the perfect weight for my age and height.  He actually told me I could afford to gain a few pounds!  I said "No Thank you - I just worked hard to lose 5! "  I will continue to work out to tone what I have, but I hope in the end that will be enough.  I have to just learn to be happy with my body and appreciate that it has produced and grown two perfect little boys.

Corrections for Dieting

As I went to bed last night, I was thinking of this post.  I need to make a minor correction to what I said.  I have not since gained 15-20 lbs.  I have retained 15-20 lbs after giving birth the second time.

Also, I have recently joined a Zumba toning class and I LOVE IT!

Dieting.......

I haven't been on here in a long time.  For the first time in my life I am on a serious diet.  I have never been a larger person - ever.  Before having children I was about 100-115 lbs.  After giving birth to our oldest, I dropped the weight within a few months and was back to 115 lbs.  I was in great shape.  When I got pregnant with our second boy, I had a hard time gaining weight and was getting worried that I was not gaining enough to support the fetus.  Funny how things change.  We have two healthy, beautiful boys and now I am at a point where 2 years later, I can't seem to get my body back.

I attribute the weight loss after my first pregnancy to walking A LOT!  I had joined a baby hiking group where women just like me walked all over the place with our babies.  After our second son, I could not walk as much as our oldest did not want to be sitting in a stroller all of the time.  Who could blame him, he was 27 months old.  He would rather go to the park to play.  Where did that leave me - sitting with an infant.  I continued with Yoga, but I should have joined an aerobics class.

Ok, no more excuses.  I didn't do these things so I gained 15-20 lbs.  I am still not a big person, but I am not comfortable in my body.  We are going to the Caribbean again this January and I refuse to go feeling self conscious.

For anyone out there who knows about, or has done the South Beach Diet you will understand that the first 2 weeks (or Phase 1) is the hardest.  During this time you are not allowed any carbs or fruit.  Yes fruit!  I am on day 7 and at last weigh in I have lost 4.5 lbs.  They claim that you can lose 8-12 during this time.  I hope that I can pull it off.  During Phase 2, you reintroduce some of these illegal foods back into your system.  You can continue to lose up to a pound a week.  This is a stage that you continue until you are at your target weight.

I hope to have that beach body back soon.  Wish me luck.

Camping fun

This past weekend we travelled 2.5 hours up island to a beautiful camp site.  We truly enjoy camping and we usually go with a large group of friends.  This time, however, it was just the 4 of us.  It was so wonderful not to have a phone ringing or a TV on in the background.  We collected shells, dug holes and mostly enjoyed just being a family.  We have not done that in so long and I hope that we can do it more often.

I think my favourite part of the weekend was the wonderful 3 hour nap I had with our youngest while my husband took our oldest for some well deserved one on one time at the beach.  Moments to treasure........

I'll call you back......

Do you ever feel like you are the only one who ever calls someone?  I do.  All of the time.  I am the one to call my friends, my sister and family.  The only person I can count on to call me regularly is my Mom - when she is not swamped with all of her activities.

Five years ago, we moved from Ontario to British Columbia.  I know that the 3 hour time difference can be tough, but we can make it work.  When we first moved here we were told that everyone will call and visit in the first year and than it will taper off.  I never believed that the calls would stop.  Ok, stop is a strong word.  Slow down would be the better description.  Everyone tells me that they are too busy - like I am not, or they tell me that the time difference is hard to manage.  Wow, good thing we don't live overseas!  My point is, you can make it work.  With 2 young rambunctious boys and a busy schedule, I make it work.

Sometimes I think it is just my personality.  Looking back, I was always the one to call and make plans.  Maybe I am over eager.  I just think that I am friendly.  However at this point, I am just hurt.

So, if you say you are going to call back, could you please do it?  I would and will make time for you.

New to this........

As the title suggests, I am new to blogging.  I read one religiously, but have never had the nerve until now to start one.  I will start with a brief intro.  I am Canadian, a wife, and stay at home mother of 2 boys currently aged 21 months and 4 years.  Life is good, yet I need to rant a little now and than - so I think this may be my out let.  I don't anticipate all of my entries to be rants......yet it gives me a diary of sorts to get it out of my system.

Take this weekend for example.  Hubby has had to work all weekend - not usual, yet not a surprise either.  I love my boys, (like out of the planet kinda love) but I am DONE!!!!!  This past week has been incredibly long to begin with as our 4 year old L, just started pre-school for the first time this week, my activities started up, plus we had some doctors appointments in there.  For most of you this may be par for the course, yet for me it was a BIG WEEK as I have been anxious about the whole pre-school thing since the day he was born.  As I pulled out of the parking lot, after dropping him off, I hit a deer.  Right than and there I thought SERIOUSLY this is going to be a long week.  

Getting back to why I am done......my boys are loud.  Like really, really LOUD!  I have tried everything to get them to use quieter voices, even speaking in whispers myself to model a softer voice and nothing seems to work.  To top it off both boys want their own independence and fight me tooth and nail all day every day.  As a former day care provider, I know that this is normal, yet I want to pull my hair out.  I am tired of fighting and I am even more tired of not being heard.  I explained to L today that I have a sore foot and while he was bouncing around could he please be mindful of my foot.  The next thing I know.....Wham Bam Thank you Mam he steps on my foot!  What the H?  I just about screamed!  I feel sometimes like I might explode.  Do I expect too much from them at this age?  Am I too controlling?  I hope to find and answer before I end up in an asylum.  Ok, that is going too far, but you know what I mean.......don't you ;)