I am a junk food junky. I admit it, I know it, I have accepted it.
Lately I have been trying very hard to change that. It is not as easy to break those habits.
I love my oreos, my fritos, my coke.
We started with small things. Not keeping cookies in the house. Not buying chips. Then buying better alternatives.
I just ate some frosted mini-wheats for a snack instead of what would have been oreos less than 2 weeks ago.
I have gotten rid of the coke and replaced it with water or heavily watered down juice. I do still have an occasional vitamin water but no more coke. If I need a caffeine pick me up I will have some regular tea. Not nearly as much caffeien and not chuck full of empty calories as my beloved coke.
Other things we have done? I have stopped buying everything pre-made and started doing a meal plan for the week. This was a huge deal for me as quick and easy is just so much nicer with children running about and climbing stairs etc. I have learned the crockpot love and am still learning how to do actual meal plans but in addition to being healthier and not as loaded with preservatives, it also has save a *ton* on our grocery bills.
Do I still have an occasional treat? Of course! Do I feel the *need* to have sweets or salt every night? I suppose I still crave it a bit but not like I used to and I am pretty sure with a little more time it will get easier. I even went to the store earlier to get a couple small things and kept myself from buying potato chips and sprite.
Yay!!!
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Ahh and it begins
So I will admit this, I am scared of ghosts. I know many do not believe in ghosts but I do. I have said from the very beginning to the hubby that when the time comes, he is to take care of all the ghosts and monsters in the closet and under the bed as I would likely end up more scared than the kids...
Well today I was making dinner and I heard Aaron talking in the living room and asked him what he said he said "Say hi to Uncle Joe". I said uhhh we don't have an Uncle Joe...where is he? And he says back to me... "Uncle Joe is dead." uhhhhh WHAT? The child is 2.5 I have not told him what dead is etc...but he was talking about Uncle Joe in our living room and Uncle Joe is dead. I asked him more than once where Uncle Joe was.
He hasn't said anything yet but now I am a bit freaked out by the whole thing...blah. Mean child scaring his Mama.
Well today I was making dinner and I heard Aaron talking in the living room and asked him what he said he said "Say hi to Uncle Joe". I said uhhh we don't have an Uncle Joe...where is he? And he says back to me... "Uncle Joe is dead." uhhhhh WHAT? The child is 2.5 I have not told him what dead is etc...but he was talking about Uncle Joe in our living room and Uncle Joe is dead. I asked him more than once where Uncle Joe was.
He hasn't said anything yet but now I am a bit freaked out by the whole thing...blah. Mean child scaring his Mama.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Growing up
Both my kiddos are anyway.
It makes me both sad and excited all at once, coupled with a huge helping of PROUD.
Ivy is all over everything now. She does a real crawl and can pull up on anything. She also climbs the stairs so the better part of my day is spent dragging her from them...in theory I could gate them off but then Aaron can't get upstairs like he enjoys doing sometimes. Once in awhile he likes having chill time to himself up in his room. She says "cat cat", "Dada", and "brother" now and is *finally* starting to drink out of a sippy cup a bit!
Aaron is using real sentences now. The little boy that I *swore* would never talk like 6 months ago never, ever, ever stops talking now! He knows his letters, shapes, numbers, colors, animals, etc. He has also figured out how to memorize his favorite books so he "reads" them to me.
He is totally potty trained now too. That was made obvious today when he went on the potty (not just pee!) all on his own without freaking out about it or anything. He has been dry for over a full month now, how crazy is that? It feels like maybe 2 or 3 days ago that we started using the potty...now its an everyday, no big deal sorta thing! He can even hold it for trips. We were about 5 or 6 miles from home the other day and he says "Go pee". And I think, uh oh...I tell him we will be home soon and to try and wait just a little bit...we get home, I let him out of the carseat and tell him to go inside, take his shoes off and he can go pee while I get baby girl out of the car....not a problem at all! He went right inside and was taking his shoes off when I got Ivy inside and he went right to his potty! I am rather impressed with his bladder control actually...
I can't believe in just a few short months she will be a full year old and he will be THREE. Where on *Earth* did THREE YEARS go?
It makes me both sad and excited all at once, coupled with a huge helping of PROUD.
Ivy is all over everything now. She does a real crawl and can pull up on anything. She also climbs the stairs so the better part of my day is spent dragging her from them...in theory I could gate them off but then Aaron can't get upstairs like he enjoys doing sometimes. Once in awhile he likes having chill time to himself up in his room. She says "cat cat", "Dada", and "brother" now and is *finally* starting to drink out of a sippy cup a bit!
Aaron is using real sentences now. The little boy that I *swore* would never talk like 6 months ago never, ever, ever stops talking now! He knows his letters, shapes, numbers, colors, animals, etc. He has also figured out how to memorize his favorite books so he "reads" them to me.
He is totally potty trained now too. That was made obvious today when he went on the potty (not just pee!) all on his own without freaking out about it or anything. He has been dry for over a full month now, how crazy is that? It feels like maybe 2 or 3 days ago that we started using the potty...now its an everyday, no big deal sorta thing! He can even hold it for trips. We were about 5 or 6 miles from home the other day and he says "Go pee". And I think, uh oh...I tell him we will be home soon and to try and wait just a little bit...we get home, I let him out of the carseat and tell him to go inside, take his shoes off and he can go pee while I get baby girl out of the car....not a problem at all! He went right inside and was taking his shoes off when I got Ivy inside and he went right to his potty! I am rather impressed with his bladder control actually...
I can't believe in just a few short months she will be a full year old and he will be THREE. Where on *Earth* did THREE YEARS go?
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Keeping in Shape
So I have a new respect for the people on shows like Biggest Loser. I am a healthy weight and today did the 30 Day Shred work out (just level 1!) by Jillian Michaels (Biggest Loser trainer) and I thought I might die. She says at the start of the video that she has 400 pound people that can do jumping jacks and I was there, doing them, but sweating my buns off!
I did the whole 20 minute work out and I am anticipating a rather sore morning tomorrow!
I really have a huge respect now for people on those shows (and in real life of course!) that work so hard to get into shape.
That is my thought for the day.
I did the whole 20 minute work out and I am anticipating a rather sore morning tomorrow!
I really have a huge respect now for people on those shows (and in real life of course!) that work so hard to get into shape.
That is my thought for the day.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Unsure
I am unsure what to title this as I expect it to be rather disjointed, so bare with me.
I have been thinking a lot about weaning Ivy at night. The problem is it sounds like a lot of work because she prefers to settle while nursing rather than just being loved/ cuddled. The problem with nursing at night? 1. Takes away my sleep (trivial really, my job as a mom is to give up some stuff for my kids) 2. Takes away *her* sleep 3. She BITES at night. Yes, bites, OUCH!
She bites because she isn't *really* hungry she just wants comfort but she is sleepy so instead of just comforting or eating she bites down, rather hard. Of course traditional advice is to say "No" firmly and put them down...well at 3am that would start *quite* the crying/ screaming issues that aren't the best idea with the toddler sleeping too.
So what do I do? Night wean and hope it goes well or not night wean and get bitten all the time???
On other news Aaron is allergic to his suedecloth on the BG diapers and he was out of nighttime sposies so I was left trying to figure out what on EARTH I was going to use for a diaper tonight. Luckily I was able to gather a few things and hopefully it works...we will see in the morning!
We are still in the house search as well. I am leaning one way with the house choice but the hard part now is waiting for Pete to talk to the bank. Getting the loan won't be a huge issue it is just a matter of waiting until he gets his payday so he can pay off the credit cards. I am not however, the most patient person in the world so waiting is not an easy thing for me. I want to pick out paint colors for rooms and pick themes for both the kids rooms and all that fun stuff...it would be so much more fun than sitting here waiting and waiting.
I have been thinking a lot about weaning Ivy at night. The problem is it sounds like a lot of work because she prefers to settle while nursing rather than just being loved/ cuddled. The problem with nursing at night? 1. Takes away my sleep (trivial really, my job as a mom is to give up some stuff for my kids) 2. Takes away *her* sleep 3. She BITES at night. Yes, bites, OUCH!
She bites because she isn't *really* hungry she just wants comfort but she is sleepy so instead of just comforting or eating she bites down, rather hard. Of course traditional advice is to say "No" firmly and put them down...well at 3am that would start *quite* the crying/ screaming issues that aren't the best idea with the toddler sleeping too.
So what do I do? Night wean and hope it goes well or not night wean and get bitten all the time???
On other news Aaron is allergic to his suedecloth on the BG diapers and he was out of nighttime sposies so I was left trying to figure out what on EARTH I was going to use for a diaper tonight. Luckily I was able to gather a few things and hopefully it works...we will see in the morning!
We are still in the house search as well. I am leaning one way with the house choice but the hard part now is waiting for Pete to talk to the bank. Getting the loan won't be a huge issue it is just a matter of waiting until he gets his payday so he can pay off the credit cards. I am not however, the most patient person in the world so waiting is not an easy thing for me. I want to pick out paint colors for rooms and pick themes for both the kids rooms and all that fun stuff...it would be so much more fun than sitting here waiting and waiting.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
House hunting: My thoughts
I have decided that a process that should be exciting and wonderful is instead annoying and stressful. When we house hunted to find this place it wasn't nearly as bad though this house, somehow, I picked this one to look at really early on and Pete agreed on it as well...it was semi-miraculous.
This time we are having a slightly more difficult time as our list of needs has changed and it can be hard to find everything. Examples? 3+ bedrooms 2+ baths (in the teen years I am not sharing a bathroom with my daughter that will spend more time on her make up and hair than it takes me to make a 5 course meal)...seems easy right? Add to that a 2+ car garage and ideally a basement...okay, still with me? Now add on keeping it in our price range and ideally the same area we are in now. Yea, not so simple anymore is it?
So I drive around looking for houses, they are *everywhere* apparently everyone is selling and no one is buying...shocker! I use my mind and jot down the places and the real estate agency its listed with to look it up later...3/4 of the places I found that I wanted to look into more I can't locate online, THAT is annoying.
So then I find houses that I wanna look at. Yay! I talk to Pete and he wants to look at them too. Excellent. So I bother the real estate agent *yet again* and let her know we want to see these places and we are left to figure out when to see them. Shouldn't be a problem right? Wrong. Between Pete's work, the kids schedules, the poor real estate agent's busy life (after reading my incessant emails) AND the fact its better to see houses in daylight which there is SO little of in Vermont during the month of February, makes it rather hard to schedule things.
Then of course the FUN part happens we were stress and hmmm and haw at what to offer for a place we like and if we should really offer a price and how high/low to go and what if the seller doesn't like the price and blah blah blah...then inspections and surveys and all that crap. Then...oh man, then comes the WORST part of all! Packing up all this crap and boxing it up to move it to a new place and figure out where to put it all when we get there.
In the end will it be worth it? Most likely. I will get a real house with enough car space and hopefully a nice fenced in (or fenceable) yard where I can toss the children and the dog I will someday have...a real house I can paint and do whatever I want to with and really settle in and enjoy it and build memories in. I mean really, wouldn't it be cool if Ivy's first steps are at our new house that we spend the next 40+ years of our lives? It will be a little sad to leave this house because of the memories of Aaron growing up but those memories will come with us of course...
Now I am just rambling, I need to watch the end of Lost that I started.
This time we are having a slightly more difficult time as our list of needs has changed and it can be hard to find everything. Examples? 3+ bedrooms 2+ baths (in the teen years I am not sharing a bathroom with my daughter that will spend more time on her make up and hair than it takes me to make a 5 course meal)...seems easy right? Add to that a 2+ car garage and ideally a basement...okay, still with me? Now add on keeping it in our price range and ideally the same area we are in now. Yea, not so simple anymore is it?
So I drive around looking for houses, they are *everywhere* apparently everyone is selling and no one is buying...shocker! I use my mind and jot down the places and the real estate agency its listed with to look it up later...3/4 of the places I found that I wanted to look into more I can't locate online, THAT is annoying.
So then I find houses that I wanna look at. Yay! I talk to Pete and he wants to look at them too. Excellent. So I bother the real estate agent *yet again* and let her know we want to see these places and we are left to figure out when to see them. Shouldn't be a problem right? Wrong. Between Pete's work, the kids schedules, the poor real estate agent's busy life (after reading my incessant emails) AND the fact its better to see houses in daylight which there is SO little of in Vermont during the month of February, makes it rather hard to schedule things.
Then of course the FUN part happens we were stress and hmmm and haw at what to offer for a place we like and if we should really offer a price and how high/low to go and what if the seller doesn't like the price and blah blah blah...then inspections and surveys and all that crap. Then...oh man, then comes the WORST part of all! Packing up all this crap and boxing it up to move it to a new place and figure out where to put it all when we get there.
In the end will it be worth it? Most likely. I will get a real house with enough car space and hopefully a nice fenced in (or fenceable) yard where I can toss the children and the dog I will someday have...a real house I can paint and do whatever I want to with and really settle in and enjoy it and build memories in. I mean really, wouldn't it be cool if Ivy's first steps are at our new house that we spend the next 40+ years of our lives? It will be a little sad to leave this house because of the memories of Aaron growing up but those memories will come with us of course...
Now I am just rambling, I need to watch the end of Lost that I started.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Plague hits again!
Yep, that's right! The plague (cold) has hit our house again. I have decided that I can't handle us being sick anymore so I went to the store today after Pete got home to pick up a few things.
I got tea, it is supposed to have high antioxidants and it is supposed to help make my T cells wanna fight. I figure it will be a good way to start the AM instead of my coffee...I get my caffeine and say hey T-cells, up and at'em.
I got Ester-C. Nothing like massive doses of vitamin C to make your body learn to fight back. I wanted zinc too but I forgot to check its safety on Kellymom before I went. Given that I am nursing I can't just toss whatever I want to into my body, I need to read about it first and make sure it won't hurt the baby.
I also got lysol and clorox hard surface anywhere spray...it says it's safe to use around pets and kids. I plan on bathing my house in those tomorrow...hopefully it kills all the evil germs that seem to be lingering in my house.
I happened across the candy aisle...as I have a tendency to do and ended up with sour gummy worms too...you know, they are medicinal of course. They are also the only thing I can actually taste.
Tonight was also an interesting change for me. I was looking through the TV listings and noticed that my show I wanted to watch was pushed back an hour for the Presidential Address. I thought to myself "Oh great, stupid Bush." Then, I realized...waiiiit a minute, it's not him anymore! So I am sitting here half listening seeing what he has to say. He looks a little angry if you ask me...maybe he needs to be angry to fix the economy...lord knows the man before him wasn't.
I got tea, it is supposed to have high antioxidants and it is supposed to help make my T cells wanna fight. I figure it will be a good way to start the AM instead of my coffee...I get my caffeine and say hey T-cells, up and at'em.
I got Ester-C. Nothing like massive doses of vitamin C to make your body learn to fight back. I wanted zinc too but I forgot to check its safety on Kellymom before I went. Given that I am nursing I can't just toss whatever I want to into my body, I need to read about it first and make sure it won't hurt the baby.
I also got lysol and clorox hard surface anywhere spray...it says it's safe to use around pets and kids. I plan on bathing my house in those tomorrow...hopefully it kills all the evil germs that seem to be lingering in my house.
I happened across the candy aisle...as I have a tendency to do and ended up with sour gummy worms too...you know, they are medicinal of course. They are also the only thing I can actually taste.
Tonight was also an interesting change for me. I was looking through the TV listings and noticed that my show I wanted to watch was pushed back an hour for the Presidential Address. I thought to myself "Oh great, stupid Bush." Then, I realized...waiiiit a minute, it's not him anymore! So I am sitting here half listening seeing what he has to say. He looks a little angry if you ask me...maybe he needs to be angry to fix the economy...lord knows the man before him wasn't.
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