My Second Mothers Day

In the midst of all the curve balls, I realized I forgot to actually take a moment to savor in the very sweet mothers day I had.  It was my second official mothers day.  My fabulous honey made me a delicious breakfast with all the fixings.  I actually got to sleep in a little and he got our little princess up and fed in the early morning.  Of course I had to cash in on the kindness and milk it for all it was worth.  But being the good partner that he is, he so kindly obliged and waited on my hand and foot.  It was great!  I got a little emotional over a sweet home made card that he and my baby made together.  It included a tracing of her tiny little hand that said "So you will never forget how little I was...".  It made me choke up, because I realized how fast she is growing and how much I want to slow time down so I can enjoy her just a little bit more.  The thought of her growing up is a bit much to bear right now.  She's my baby and I know that she will always be my baby, but as a working mom sometimes I feel like I miss out on so much and there is just no way for me to get those moments back.  I can only wipe the tears, and focus on the quality time we do get together and come up with ways to squeeze every last drop out of those moments.  Those are the memories that will fill our hearts.  One day I want her to say to me "Mom, remember when we used to....I really loved that."    My daughter is my world and every time she hugs me it melts my heart all over again.  I wouldn't trade being her mommy for anything in the world! 

Curve Ball

It has been a while since I have posted anything.  As you can probably guess, life has thrown a curve ball, or two, or three, all at the same time...  Anyhow, last week was a rough week.  Received bad news about an immediate family members health, which out of respect for those being affected by this I will not presently discuss without their permission.  My  little princess also came down with a bad virus a few days later and is still slowly recovering from that. She's been clinging to me like a little monkey and is bossier and crankier than ever. So, I haven't slept in days and it shows. You know looking at myself in the mirror this morning reminded me how much I am in desperate need of a makeover, starting with a haircut.   I didn't get to spend much time exercising (not that I really mind that part), and I didn't eat as good as I should have.  By Saturday I was in desperate need of some "me" time.  All I wanted to do was have a cup of coffee and read a book all by myself, with no one bothering me.  Even being in a busy, crowded book store with a bunch of total strangers would have sufficed.  But as we all know a mommy's job never ends, so in times of need and crisis there is not always time for "me time".  But this is a new week. Tonight, some exercise and at least 15 minutes of "me time"...wish me luck! 

Back on the Wagon

I survived one full week of eating healthy.  Nothing but healthy, mostly organic, foods and snacks.  And yes, I cheated.  I did.  I had a moment of weakness and gave into some teriyaki take out and a delicious Ice Blended Dark Chocolate Mocha from Coffee Bean!  It was so delicious. Perfect chocolaty sweet bold coffee flavor.  Ahhh.  It's my vice.  But you know, in my book "Body for Life for Women", it says that it is ok to give in every now and again to temptation.  It's good for us, mentally at least.  It's part of the healing process. So, after half a day of self-pity for failing, I picked myself up wiped the left over chocolaty goodness off my face and jumped back on the wagon. 

I'm still not seeing any big results yet, but then again it has only been one week.  Scale says I'm about 5lbs down.  Yay!  I'll take it.