Hey little guy -
Did you know that you make mommy happy? You do. Like last night, when it was just the two of us sitting on the couch and I told you I had a special treat...you saw the cookies and wanted to dig right in, but patiently waited while I told you a story about them, how they were one of my favorite treats when I was as little as you and how I wanted to share them with you today. You looked up at me with those big, beautiful brown eyes and said "I want to get big like mommy and share cookies too." It melted my heart and put a smile on my face. Now, I just have to hope that in 5,10,15,20 years you will still want to be like me when you grow up.
I love you!
-Mommy
Friday, September 19, 2008
Happy Talk Like a Pirate Day Mateys!
Ahoy Matys! And what be your name on this day?
Arrr! I be Queen Rapid Munroe of the ship Queen Oncha The Night.
So grab yourself a grog tonight, and be jolly crew!
Arrr! I be Queen Rapid Munroe of the ship Queen Oncha The Night.
So grab yourself a grog tonight, and be jolly crew!
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
I <3 my Husband.
So you may remember a post from a while back - and I have an update for you. I have finally been able to gain some weight! I think it's partially to do with the lack of stress in my personal life. I am no longer going 1,000,000 miles a minute trying to finish planning a wedding. It's done, over and now i have more time to sit and do nothing. I also think that the work I have been doing for the past year or so on my eating habits has helped.
I went up a size in clothing! I have more energy most days, and can manage to stay up a little later, run around with my son a little harder and still be able to pull myself out of bed and face the next day. I find myself needing a few less naps, a few less caffeine and/or sugar boosts and a few less breaks to just sit and rest. I am happier & healthier then I have been in a long time, but I still don't feel good about it.
The problem now is nothing fits me. The first place I gained some weight was my boobage - I went from a barely A to a full A cup. Now bras are too small and many shirts are too tight. I also went up a full pant size, meaning I have 3 pairs of pants that fit me - 2 work pants and one pair of jeans.
As thrilled as I am to be at a healthy weight, finally, I am frustrated and feel disgusting. I think the feeling comes mostly from the squeezing into my clothes I have to do. I weigh a whopping 120 lbs (a 10 lb increase, for those keeping score at home) - so I am not big by any means, I am still smaller then most around me.
Now, to the I <3 my husband part. As I attempted to squeeze my new ass into a pair of too-small jeans last night on our way to the park, I almost started crying. "I'm fat!" I yelled, frustrated with everything. (Note: I know I am not fat.) A short while later, on the way to the park, he told me to go shopping, gave me a (generous) budget, and said "Have fun and feel better, I'll be the one to worry about the financial side of things, if I say we can afford for you to spend money on clothes, then you can. Just do what you need to to be the happy, sexy-feeling you again."
So I will. I will go shopping, I will buy pants that fit over my hips without that feeling that my "fat" is pooling over the top of my jeans. I will buy shirts that make me feel good about my body and don't try to cover the fact that I am(was) too-skinny. I will buy a new white bra, one that fits me comfortably and how it's supposed to and I might treat myself to a new pair of shoes, just because.
It's a landmark for me. It's taken nearly 2 years for me to gain back any of the weight I lost when my dad died. (Can you imagine if someone trying to lose weight didn't notice a difference, didn't lose a pound for 2 years-they'd go insane!!!!) Now I just need to adjust my habits to maintain not gain...
Learn from my challenge, anyone out there who is struggling with trying to gain weight, don't give up. It's a slow battle, a struggle. But you can do it.
I went up a size in clothing! I have more energy most days, and can manage to stay up a little later, run around with my son a little harder and still be able to pull myself out of bed and face the next day. I find myself needing a few less naps, a few less caffeine and/or sugar boosts and a few less breaks to just sit and rest. I am happier & healthier then I have been in a long time, but I still don't feel good about it.
The problem now is nothing fits me. The first place I gained some weight was my boobage - I went from a barely A to a full A cup. Now bras are too small and many shirts are too tight. I also went up a full pant size, meaning I have 3 pairs of pants that fit me - 2 work pants and one pair of jeans.
As thrilled as I am to be at a healthy weight, finally, I am frustrated and feel disgusting. I think the feeling comes mostly from the squeezing into my clothes I have to do. I weigh a whopping 120 lbs (a 10 lb increase, for those keeping score at home) - so I am not big by any means, I am still smaller then most around me.
Now, to the I <3 my husband part. As I attempted to squeeze my new ass into a pair of too-small jeans last night on our way to the park, I almost started crying. "I'm fat!" I yelled, frustrated with everything. (Note: I know I am not fat.) A short while later, on the way to the park, he told me to go shopping, gave me a (generous) budget, and said "Have fun and feel better, I'll be the one to worry about the financial side of things, if I say we can afford for you to spend money on clothes, then you can. Just do what you need to to be the happy, sexy-feeling you again."
So I will. I will go shopping, I will buy pants that fit over my hips without that feeling that my "fat" is pooling over the top of my jeans. I will buy shirts that make me feel good about my body and don't try to cover the fact that I am(was) too-skinny. I will buy a new white bra, one that fits me comfortably and how it's supposed to and I might treat myself to a new pair of shoes, just because.
It's a landmark for me. It's taken nearly 2 years for me to gain back any of the weight I lost when my dad died. (Can you imagine if someone trying to lose weight didn't notice a difference, didn't lose a pound for 2 years-they'd go insane!!!!) Now I just need to adjust my habits to maintain not gain...
Learn from my challenge, anyone out there who is struggling with trying to gain weight, don't give up. It's a slow battle, a struggle. But you can do it.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Happiness with a side of stress please, thank you!
I returned to work after our honeymoon on Friday, I figured Fridays are easy days, it would be a nice way to ease back into things. I wasn't nearly that lucky. About 2 hours after arriving at the office, I headed into a staff meeting. It was during this meeting that I was informed that my boss will be leaving our organization 1 week prior to our big event.
Does this make me happy? Absolutly. Does it piss me off and make me want to rip out every hair in my head after reading the "edited staff assignment list." You better believe it.
As someone on the lower end of the totem pole, my list is twice anyone elses because my boss's work was passed down to the next in line etc. until the person above me had her work passed on to me with no one to take over my work. Leaving me with neverending to-do lists, tasks I don't understand and late night and weekend hours quickly filling up my personal life.
Come mid-October, when the Light The Night Walk is over for another year, I will go out for a round of drinks with anyone who will join me to celebrate "no more stupid #$%&*ing boss" - but until then...I'll be lucky if there's time to sleep. Now, I just need to hope that the replacement isn't worse.
Does this make me happy? Absolutly. Does it piss me off and make me want to rip out every hair in my head after reading the "edited staff assignment list." You better believe it.
As someone on the lower end of the totem pole, my list is twice anyone elses because my boss's work was passed down to the next in line etc. until the person above me had her work passed on to me with no one to take over my work. Leaving me with neverending to-do lists, tasks I don't understand and late night and weekend hours quickly filling up my personal life.
Come mid-October, when the Light The Night Walk is over for another year, I will go out for a round of drinks with anyone who will join me to celebrate "no more stupid #$%&*ing boss" - but until then...I'll be lucky if there's time to sleep. Now, I just need to hope that the replacement isn't worse.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Friday Letter
I'm going to be trying to implement a few new things, to get me blogging more regularly. Starting today I am implementing my first segment - Friday Letters. This idea stemmed from a blog (I don't remember where) I ran across where once a week she would write a letter to her husband about whatever she wanted. This week, it will be a letter for my husband - but my Friday letters could be to anyone (real, deal, fake...who knows!), it could even be to you! So, here we go!
Honey,
I want to say thank you to you, you deserve it. You have always been, and will always be there for me - but this week you have been amazing. While fighting your allergies, cold, sinus infection and possible ear infection/s - you were still there to offer your input, advice and support while I struggled with making the right desicion at work.
You always go above and beyond for me, and this is one of the many reasons I love you.
Your loving wife,
Manda
Honey,
I want to say thank you to you, you deserve it. You have always been, and will always be there for me - but this week you have been amazing. While fighting your allergies, cold, sinus infection and possible ear infection/s - you were still there to offer your input, advice and support while I struggled with making the right desicion at work.
You always go above and beyond for me, and this is one of the many reasons I love you.
Your loving wife,
Manda
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