Tuesday, February 28, 2012

My morning coffee

I see it every day on Facebook. Posts describing the coffee people got that morning, pictures of the Starbucks cup with a witty caption about starting their day, or people waking up complaining it's entirely too early and they can't wait for their coffee fix. I get it. People need their caffeine. But what people don't realize is that this coffee is SO terrible for them.
It's terrible for your body first of all. It's adding to their caffeine dependency, an it's also ruining your teeth. Here is my morning 'coffee' that helps me get up and go.




Not every morning, but a majority of my mornings start with this right here. It's a banana, frozen strawberries (I buy an already frozen bag from Costco), I buy blueberries and blackberries when they go on sale and freeze them myself and add a few of each in there, one fat free vanilla yogurt, and some milk. I throw it all in my magic bullet -side note, best investment ever. Small, easy to clean, and better than a blender. Get one!
Best way to start your morning! Healthy and delicious!
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Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Um, it's been a while...

So, I had a second baby. Surprise! I got pregnant shortly after Lilly came... like, 3 months shortly after. I didn't gain a whole lot, average for an average pregnancy, but added to the fact that I was already HUGE, I left the hospital at just under 220 lbs.

I'll give you a moment to take that in.

Keep in mind, I was 120 when I got pregnant with Lilly. So, in just under 2 years, I gained 100 lbs.

Ridiculous.

I've lost 65lbs so far. I have a bit of ways to go. I keep meaning to log on to this and post (not that anyone reads it???) but every time I come to post I think 'what's the point? I'm still FAT!'. Well, the day of accountability has come. I'm finally going to (try) post here more. Maybe I'll get the courage to share this link with people, maybe I won't. Maybe this will just be for me... and the random person that finds it perhaps?

Anyway, here I am 7 months after having my 2nd baby, 157lbs (give or take 2-3 lbs per day... depending on the day) trying to get back to my pre pregnancy weight of 120. I'm breastfeeding still, so any kind of outside help of diet pills is out of the question.

I'm still in pregnancy jeans. BUT its only because I can't fit in my size 2-4 jeans. Because well, you see above what my weight is. I can fit into one pair of fat jeans, that are a grotesque size 10. I am swimming in my maternity jeans, but I refuse to go out and buy new jeans that I'm only going to wear for a few months, and then by next winter I'll be wearing my small jeans again. (I REFUSE to give up on my weight loss journey, I HATE being fat with a passion).

I limit my caloric intake as best I can, but again, I'm breastfeeding, and I'm actually supposed to be eating MORE calories. So many women say they lose soooo much weight breastfeeding, I have yet to reap those rewards. My son, however, gets to reap the rewards of breastfeeding, so I suppose it's a good trade off.

In all honesty, I'm a strong believer in breastfeeding if your body allows you to do it. Lilly only got 4 months, because after I got pregnant again, all my milk dried up. Really she got about 5 months because of all the pumped milk I had stashed in the freezer. She has a pretty damn good immune system. She has yet to be sick, and will be 2 in four months. (knock on wood).

I guess that's all there is to update... besides my personal life which is, well, pretty non-existant at the moment. I have 2 babies I care for every day. Every minute of the day is hectic, which is also a contributor to why I haven't blogged until this point. Ethan is just now settling into a 2 nap a day schedule. He has been super erratic and hates sleep up until this point. Rigth now is actually his first nap of the day. I get basically 1 hour to get shit done. Lilly is self sufficient at this point (ha!). Meaning, she likes to play on her own and with the dogs. She will let me play with her for about 10 minutes before she gets bored of me and walks away to do her own thing. She's so independant, so strong. She is going to be amazing when she grows up. She already IS amazing. I could talk about her all day if someone let me. I love my kids.

So, I'll be trying to do at least a weekly re-cap of what's going on with my weight loss, my exercise routines, what I'm doing to change it up, my Taekwondo progress... etc. I have a story about almost geting into a physical fight with a big black woman at the gym a couple of weeks ago, I'll save that for another day.