T.R.O.U.B.L.E.

My big boy!

And we have entered the gates...

Today, I went to the bathroom and EJ was happily sitting in the middle of the kitchen playing with his bongo drums. It was a fast trip, I was barely out of the room a minute and when I came back this is what I found...

Yep, crawled across the room went up the cooler thats been hanging out in our kitchen since this weekend couples get together.... lots of margaritas called for extra ice.

 I will say he was awfully proud of himself.

Watch out Mommy, I want to run! Oh God, I just not sure I am ready for this =)

I.HATE.DIETING.

And week 3 of me ranting to the world about my current quest to be one hot momma and week 2 of me doing more than simply trying not to eat too bad.

But Yall I did it I worked out every day this week.

Every day I remember that cute little figure that was running around when I was single and I pushed myself that much harder. I will not be that girl that had a baby and let herself go. My grandmother is full of isms and one of her mantra's is that you must always be your husband's girlfriend. So go get your nails done and take care of yourself it will go a long way. And in her 80's the women lifts weights and wears a size 6... damn.

This week, I will add some walking/running to daily Jillian Shred and ps she is one tough lady. My stomach hurt so bad it gave me a flashback to contractions, yikes.

My guess, I will be doing less sitting and more running as we have full fledge crawler on our hands. I had a moment on saturday where I heard EJ squeal (his new favorite noise to make therefor he crys wolf alot) and couldnt find him. He was at my feet in the kitchen and he had made his way through the dinning room and into the living room. AWESOME... don't get me wrong I am so proud but kiddo you are 6 1/2 months.  Pretty much everyone told us, WE ARE IN FOR IT. 

Goals this week-
1. Keep up the water all day
2. Run/Walk for 45 mins  4 times this week.

If you have any tips on the getting back into running let me know, its been a long time since I have been this out of shape and need to be reminded how not to have stroke while trying to run again.

Happy Baby.

Oh no

And this was how I found EJ after our morning nap today....

Needless to say we will dropping the crib tonight. But damn isn't he ADORABLE. Gosh, I love those dimples.

 

2010

“I find that the more willing I am to be grateful for the small things in life, the bigger stuff  just seems to show up from unexpected sources, and I am constantly looking forward  to each day with all the surprises that keep coming my way!” ~ Louise L. Hay

As it turns out 2009 was an eventful year, one that had you had asked me what might be the shinning moment to come I would have told you that it was my hope that Craig would ask me to marry him that year and that I would start school to be a nurse. I had what I thought to be big hopes for 2009 and a whole lot of fear. Fear that Craig would drag his feet and that school would be harder than I could handle. Boy oh Boy did life have bigger plans for me and Craig.

I firmly believe that everything happens for a reason and our lives went from zero to 90 in a matter of minutes, I think we handle it was grace and took it in stride as we planned a wedding, had a baby, bought a house and got Craig a new and better job in matter of 9 months. It came with many stresses, a little heart ache but here we are today walking into a new year with new set hopes.

My hopes (resolutions) for the new year are to be happy every day, to love my husband better every day and be the best wife I can, to be the best mommy I can be to our greatest  surprise and to make our house our home, a place that we can come home to and find rest in the surroundings and each other.  I hope that Craig and I can get healthy again, to be in the best shape possible so when the time comes for us to add to our family my body is ready to bake a baby again.

I enjoy the clean slate we get with each new year and especially enjoy that I will never walk through a new year that I don't think of Craig and the feelings I had that night when we met in a hotel ballroom, me sick and him overserved and the way my life changed when he decided to buy me a drink.

McFatty Monday- Post #2

Damn this week was a wash, started my week not feeling great ended up at the dr Thursday to get drugged up and Atlanta forgot it was a member of the SOUTH and on Thursday night we got snow and ice. Global warming what?

But, I did start doing crunches first thing in the morning, alarm goes off roll right to the floor and 250 crunches. Its surprising how much that makes me feel better, so it is a good motivation to get my butt running that should make me feel awesome after a few weeks of it killing me slowly.

For a good motivational moment I surfed awesome clothing websites, and I die alot. Yes, I love Rachel Zoe and would love a day in her closet if I lost all my body fat and a few of my bones.  I can not wait to get skinny again and slip into some sexy number and have a date night with my cute hubby... Like a real date night not a night were we are both so worn out that we barely speak during dinner and then go get drinks and almost fall asleep into our wine.  So when I want to eat that sugar and read a book instead of broccoli and crunches I am going to go look at those clothes and think about all the fun I could have in one of them.

Goals for this week...
* Water, lots and lots of water and 1 cup of coffee not half a pot
(coffee is crack for parents but I need not complain my child sleeps at night)

*Seriously , 30 day shred. Jillian KICK my flabby booty