:::DIY WEDNESDAY:::
I'm a BIG fan of simple! The crunchy mom movement had me at "100 Uses for Coconut Oil" so when I saw this SUPER easy pore cleansing mask on Pinterest, I had to try it.
Want to know what's in it?!
Fine, fine. I'll oblige. ;)
All you need is:
2 tsp healing (bentonite) clay (I use THIS brand. You can probably find it locally, but if not, it's available on Amazon. And it's honestly about the same price.)
2 tsp apple cider vinegar (I use THIS brand. Again, feel free to check your grocery store but if you can't find it, you can order it! The bottle I got at the health food store was actually more expensive than that. Haha!)
DONE!
You can add 2-3 drops of essential oils if you want. I used a Focus blend, but tea tree oil, frankincense, and lavender are also popular. ;)
If you've ever pampered yourself with a facial mask before, you know the drill! Mix it up (with a silicone spatula/spoon, NOT metal!), spread evenly avoiding the mouth, eyes, and nostrils, and let it simmer for about 10-15 minutes.
You may feel it tingle. That means it's WORKING! How does it work? Why these two ingredients?
Well, I have to give credit to Kelly at Primally Inspired for the recipe and the breakdown! But basically, ACV helps to rebalance your body's natural pH, which keeps it from getting too dry or oily and eliminates blemishes. The clay literally pulls the impurities out of your skin, and I can verify that after just ONE time, my nose (which is a blackhead MAGNET) felt so much smoother, and my whole face felt fresh.
I think I'd like to do a couple posts kind of explaining the magic of ACV and bentonite clay. Would anybody be interested? Oh, please say yes! ;)
What do you think? Simple enough? You know you want to try it now!
[Disclaimer: Post includes affiliate links, meaning if you click/purchase from some of the links above, I may receive a teeny bit of compensation for it.]
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Sunday, August 24, 2014
Finding my self-worth as a second-time SAHM.
I stayed home with my daughter for over a year. I loved that I got that time with her, but for the most part, I was miserable.
I hardly ever got dressed, put on makeup, or even left the house.
I rarely got to do anything I enjoyed. We mostly ran errands and attended play dates. I never left the house alone!
I was not making any money, so our budget was very tight. I would scrounge every month to sell personal belongings in order to afford new clothes or other "luxuries" for myself.
I was always anxiously watching our bank account (and overall, I was watching the money in it disappear.)
Then! I got a job. I was excited to bring in some money and Josie really loved being around other kids all day, BUT!
At least half of my paycheck went to childcare expenses every month.
One of us was always sick!
I was underutilized and underappreciated, especially by the administration.
I went home every day feeling like I was worthless, like I was not good at my job, and even if I was, it didn't matter to anybody else because all they saw were my mistakes.
I had a full-blown anxiety attack and lost 10 lbs in my second trimester. Something had to change, so for the first time in my life, I quit my job without having any kind of backup plan.
The past 3 months have changed my life.
I took a chance on a new opportunity, FULLY expecting to fail (AGAIN!)
I was adopted into an amazingly supportive, positive, and encouraging, new family.
I REdiscovered my PASSION for fitness and nutrition! (I didn't even know I could be passionate about anything...)
I was driven to complete the certification process to become a fitness trainer, which I had been putting off for over a year.
I have helped countless others begin their own health, fitness, and HAPPINESS journeys.
I'm already making almost as much as I was taking home in my previous job AND I get to stay home with my baby (soon to be babies). Win win!
And then there's that whole waking up with a purpose instead of dread every day. ;)
Instead of counting down until Friday, or Spring Break, or the last day of school, I wake up looking forward to learning more, answering messages, and reaching out to people who need me!
I'm so excited that I get to share this opportunity with you all this week! Our awesome team is hosting a Sneak Peek into the life of a coach AND giving away a pair of custom Nikes to one new team member who joins us by Friday!
Follow me on Facebook to find out more!
I hardly ever got dressed, put on makeup, or even left the house.
I rarely got to do anything I enjoyed. We mostly ran errands and attended play dates. I never left the house alone!
I was not making any money, so our budget was very tight. I would scrounge every month to sell personal belongings in order to afford new clothes or other "luxuries" for myself.
I was always anxiously watching our bank account (and overall, I was watching the money in it disappear.)
Then! I got a job. I was excited to bring in some money and Josie really loved being around other kids all day, BUT!
At least half of my paycheck went to childcare expenses every month.
One of us was always sick!
I was underutilized and underappreciated, especially by the administration.
I went home every day feeling like I was worthless, like I was not good at my job, and even if I was, it didn't matter to anybody else because all they saw were my mistakes.
The past 3 months have changed my life.
I took a chance on a new opportunity, FULLY expecting to fail (AGAIN!)
I was adopted into an amazingly supportive, positive, and encouraging, new family.
I REdiscovered my PASSION for fitness and nutrition! (I didn't even know I could be passionate about anything...)
I was driven to complete the certification process to become a fitness trainer, which I had been putting off for over a year.
I have helped countless others begin their own health, fitness, and HAPPINESS journeys.
I'm already making almost as much as I was taking home in my previous job AND I get to stay home with my baby (soon to be babies). Win win!
And then there's that whole waking up with a purpose instead of dread every day. ;)
Instead of counting down until Friday, or Spring Break, or the last day of school, I wake up looking forward to learning more, answering messages, and reaching out to people who need me!
I'm so excited that I get to share this opportunity with you all this week! Our awesome team is hosting a Sneak Peek into the life of a coach AND giving away a pair of custom Nikes to one new team member who joins us by Friday!
Follow me on Facebook to find out more!
Monday, June 16, 2014
What is so DIFFERENT about Beachbody?
It may seem like I joined Team Beachbody pretty suddenly, but the truth is that I spent almost a YEAR watching the progress of my now-coach, Jessi. I had a lot of doubts and a lot of fears. My biggest fear was that I would fail-- AGAIN. I had done the MLM thing twice before and it didn't work for me. I was convinced that the people who succeeded in these company were either pushy salesmen who bullied the money out of people's wallets, or they were secretly paid by the corporate office to entice unsuspecting stay-at-home-moms to waste their husbands' paychecks on "business kits" and "inventory."
Why did I change my mind? What made me decide that the third time must be the charm? I saw something DIFFERENT in Jessi's posts about her team, the misFIT REPublic. She had built relationships with these women! Well, I was on a "team" with my last MLM, but we never took cruises together! We didn't cheer each other on through pic collages on Facebook. In fact, the last time I worked an event with my "teammates" one of them stole sales leads and $90-worth of products from me. Some team, right? I wanted to know what this misFIT REPublic was all about. Was it really possible for people to work together and encourage each other on a team, and still succeed in their own businesses?
Jessi posted about a "Sneak Peek" opportunity and I decided there was no harm in seeing what "coaching" really was. Why not? It was free! At worst, I would have wasted a few minutes each day participating in some cheesy "team-building" activities and I would have proven myself right about businesses like this.
I really, really hate being wrong. And even more, I hate admitting that I was wrong. As serious lifters and fitness snobs, my husband and I had spent so much time rolling our eyes at how silly it all was. But we were wrong. What is silly about wanting to become a better person? About changing what you don't like about yourself? About doing something you can be proud of? What is silly about achieving goals instead of sitting around posting inspirational quotes about them? And what is silly about reaching out to others who want to change, too?
So, here I am asking you what goals you want to reach for yourself. For your family. What changes do you want to make in your life? Any WHY haven't you made them yet? If it's because you need support and motivation to reach those terrifying, unrealistic, outrageous goals - you need a TEAM behind you!
I ask you if you are ready to join my team, not because it will help me, but because I honestly feel the passion and need to share this experience with people who need the change- who need the TEAM- as badly as I did. If you feel in your gut that this might be you, please send me a message.
You can be a part of our next Sneak Peek and see what this coaching thing (and the misFIT REPublic) is really about. I am allowed to invite two people into the group, so please let me know if you are seriously considering this opportunity. I'd love to have you.
Why did I change my mind? What made me decide that the third time must be the charm? I saw something DIFFERENT in Jessi's posts about her team, the misFIT REPublic. She had built relationships with these women! Well, I was on a "team" with my last MLM, but we never took cruises together! We didn't cheer each other on through pic collages on Facebook. In fact, the last time I worked an event with my "teammates" one of them stole sales leads and $90-worth of products from me. Some team, right? I wanted to know what this misFIT REPublic was all about. Was it really possible for people to work together and encourage each other on a team, and still succeed in their own businesses?
Jessi posted about a "Sneak Peek" opportunity and I decided there was no harm in seeing what "coaching" really was. Why not? It was free! At worst, I would have wasted a few minutes each day participating in some cheesy "team-building" activities and I would have proven myself right about businesses like this.
I really, really hate being wrong. And even more, I hate admitting that I was wrong. As serious lifters and fitness snobs, my husband and I had spent so much time rolling our eyes at how silly it all was. But we were wrong. What is silly about wanting to become a better person? About changing what you don't like about yourself? About doing something you can be proud of? What is silly about achieving goals instead of sitting around posting inspirational quotes about them? And what is silly about reaching out to others who want to change, too?
So, here I am asking you what goals you want to reach for yourself. For your family. What changes do you want to make in your life? Any WHY haven't you made them yet? If it's because you need support and motivation to reach those terrifying, unrealistic, outrageous goals - you need a TEAM behind you!
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| ^This was me.^ I had quit my crappy job and felt completely useless before I started coaching. |
You can be a part of our next Sneak Peek and see what this coaching thing (and the misFIT REPublic) is really about. I am allowed to invite two people into the group, so please let me know if you are seriously considering this opportunity. I'd love to have you.
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Because I'm sick of being the girl who gives up.
I've avoided writing this post because I was afraid that my "story" would be too boring. I don't have a troubled past. I don't have a spectacular body transformation story. I don't have anything to prove. All I have is a desire to become what my parents always raised me to become, a role model for my children. And a desire that most other people have: to be truly happy.
We can skip the childhood part. Aside from the perpetual availability of junk food in my home, I had it better than most. My parents worked hard enough to provide for us, but not so hard that they weren't around. They loved each other (still do). They signed us up for sports, helped us with homework, took us on vacations, etc. I didn't realize until I was an adult that I was incredibly fortunate to have parents like mine.
My struggle didn't start until I was on my own. And by "on my own" I mean moving 1,000 miles away from anyone I've ever known with a 6-month-old and a husband who had logged about seven days of fatherhood until that point. Let me back up just a bit.
My husband enlisted in the Army while I was pregnant and did not meet our daughter until she was two weeks old. He did not get to experience the sleepless nights (literally, she did not sleep AT night for months), the days FULL of crying (anywhere from 3-8 hours EVERY. DAY. For MONTHS!), the breastfeeding issues, or the anxiety and depression that came along with feeling like you've failed the only job you should be at least somewhat biologically prepared for. I couldn't take care of myself or my child and I didn't even have my partner's shoulder to cry on. Trust me, I could have used it. I cried almost as much as the baby did those first few months. Friends and family tried to be supportive, but they were not my husband. And a lot of them did not understand just how difficult it truly was.
I have suffered from anxiety and depression most of my adult life, and this experience brought me down to my lowest low. I was mourning the motherhood I had so naively anticipated. I had lost myself in the nonstop obsession to fix my child and make her stop crying. I think I was showering maybe once a week. I can't recall a single outfit that didn't include yoga/sweat/pajama pants. I was exhausted, and I wasn't ME anymore. How could I be?
Luckily, I was surrounded by family and most of them were very helpful, so I wasn't alone. When my husband came home from almost a full year of training, I was so happy to finally be a complete family that I forgot the part about how he had never been a father before. Jumping in six months into the game must have been terrifyingly overwhelming, but I was so desperate for us to get on with our lives that I ignored the possibility that he could be struggling, too. Less than two weeks later, we packed everything we owned and drove from central Florida to Ft. Hood, Texas. And then we were ALONE. Just him and me and this new, little, very unhappy baby. (I'll skip the details of the marital drama, but let's just say there were a couple times I went home for visits and really REALLY considered not going back.)
Things got better, then worse, then better again. I started working and at first I was really happy to feel like Kiersten again instead of just "Mommy." That was short-lived. Once I became the target of a bully administrator, I began dreading work. I felt myself beginning to spiral down into that drain of anxiety and depression again. I was pregnant with my second child and I had lost 10 pounds in a month due to lack of appetite and constant fatigue. I had a full-blown anxiety attack in my midwife's office. I could not keep working.
That brings us to today. The WHY. Why did I choose to become a Team Beachbody coach?
At first, I continued to be overwhelmed with life and too depressed to deal with any of it. Laundry and dishes piled up, but I just could not get off the couch. I got angry with my husband for not helping, but what I was really angry about was that HE would not just FIX everything. Why couldn't he clean the house so I didn't have to look at the mess anymore? Why couldn't he stop complaining about work so it wouldn't make me upset? Why couldn't he try harder to make me happy?
Taking control of your life is like falling in love. You can tell somebody what it feels like, describe every intimate detail, but they will never truly understand until it happens to them. And there's no magic formula, it just happens. You finally decide that you're tired of living an unhappy life and it dawns on you that nobody else is responsible for changing that. That's what happened. I decided to make the effort every single day to remind myself of all the beautiful things I had to be grateful for. I started changing my thinking by literally saying to myself, "This is a negative thought. Negative thoughts are not productive," every time I felt myself becoming unhappy about a situation, and then taking a huge, full breath to "blow" the thought away. (It works most of the time!)
Then a funny thing happened. I noticed that the more effort I made to be positive, the less I felt anxious or depressed. The more positive thoughts I had, the better I felt about life. I started cleaning the house again. I started taking my daughter to story time and the park. Then it was time to think about me again. I have tried and quit so many things, I was almost afraid to try anything else. I was afraid of spending the rest of my life being "the girl who gives up." But I had a new outlook now and new tools in my bag to help myself stay positive. I was finally ready.
Coaching so far has been more than playing the MLM game of recruiting and collecting paychecks. This has been an exercise in finding my happy. I am able to work and stay home with my daughter and help other people find their own path to happiness. I don't have a horrible boss anymore and I no longer have to spend 15 minutes every morning convincing myself that I have to go to work. I don't have to spend 60% of my paycheck to have someone else watch my daughter for 10 hours a day. Now, I get to exercise, eat healthy, and help others do the same. This makes me happy.
What would make you happy?
We can skip the childhood part. Aside from the perpetual availability of junk food in my home, I had it better than most. My parents worked hard enough to provide for us, but not so hard that they weren't around. They loved each other (still do). They signed us up for sports, helped us with homework, took us on vacations, etc. I didn't realize until I was an adult that I was incredibly fortunate to have parents like mine.
My struggle didn't start until I was on my own. And by "on my own" I mean moving 1,000 miles away from anyone I've ever known with a 6-month-old and a husband who had logged about seven days of fatherhood until that point. Let me back up just a bit.
My husband enlisted in the Army while I was pregnant and did not meet our daughter until she was two weeks old. He did not get to experience the sleepless nights (literally, she did not sleep AT night for months), the days FULL of crying (anywhere from 3-8 hours EVERY. DAY. For MONTHS!), the breastfeeding issues, or the anxiety and depression that came along with feeling like you've failed the only job you should be at least somewhat biologically prepared for. I couldn't take care of myself or my child and I didn't even have my partner's shoulder to cry on. Trust me, I could have used it. I cried almost as much as the baby did those first few months. Friends and family tried to be supportive, but they were not my husband. And a lot of them did not understand just how difficult it truly was.
I have suffered from anxiety and depression most of my adult life, and this experience brought me down to my lowest low. I was mourning the motherhood I had so naively anticipated. I had lost myself in the nonstop obsession to fix my child and make her stop crying. I think I was showering maybe once a week. I can't recall a single outfit that didn't include yoga/sweat/pajama pants. I was exhausted, and I wasn't ME anymore. How could I be?
Luckily, I was surrounded by family and most of them were very helpful, so I wasn't alone. When my husband came home from almost a full year of training, I was so happy to finally be a complete family that I forgot the part about how he had never been a father before. Jumping in six months into the game must have been terrifyingly overwhelming, but I was so desperate for us to get on with our lives that I ignored the possibility that he could be struggling, too. Less than two weeks later, we packed everything we owned and drove from central Florida to Ft. Hood, Texas. And then we were ALONE. Just him and me and this new, little, very unhappy baby. (I'll skip the details of the marital drama, but let's just say there were a couple times I went home for visits and really REALLY considered not going back.)
Things got better, then worse, then better again. I started working and at first I was really happy to feel like Kiersten again instead of just "Mommy." That was short-lived. Once I became the target of a bully administrator, I began dreading work. I felt myself beginning to spiral down into that drain of anxiety and depression again. I was pregnant with my second child and I had lost 10 pounds in a month due to lack of appetite and constant fatigue. I had a full-blown anxiety attack in my midwife's office. I could not keep working.
That brings us to today. The WHY. Why did I choose to become a Team Beachbody coach?
At first, I continued to be overwhelmed with life and too depressed to deal with any of it. Laundry and dishes piled up, but I just could not get off the couch. I got angry with my husband for not helping, but what I was really angry about was that HE would not just FIX everything. Why couldn't he clean the house so I didn't have to look at the mess anymore? Why couldn't he stop complaining about work so it wouldn't make me upset? Why couldn't he try harder to make me happy?
Taking control of your life is like falling in love. You can tell somebody what it feels like, describe every intimate detail, but they will never truly understand until it happens to them. And there's no magic formula, it just happens. You finally decide that you're tired of living an unhappy life and it dawns on you that nobody else is responsible for changing that. That's what happened. I decided to make the effort every single day to remind myself of all the beautiful things I had to be grateful for. I started changing my thinking by literally saying to myself, "This is a negative thought. Negative thoughts are not productive," every time I felt myself becoming unhappy about a situation, and then taking a huge, full breath to "blow" the thought away. (It works most of the time!)
Then a funny thing happened. I noticed that the more effort I made to be positive, the less I felt anxious or depressed. The more positive thoughts I had, the better I felt about life. I started cleaning the house again. I started taking my daughter to story time and the park. Then it was time to think about me again. I have tried and quit so many things, I was almost afraid to try anything else. I was afraid of spending the rest of my life being "the girl who gives up." But I had a new outlook now and new tools in my bag to help myself stay positive. I was finally ready.
Coaching so far has been more than playing the MLM game of recruiting and collecting paychecks. This has been an exercise in finding my happy. I am able to work and stay home with my daughter and help other people find their own path to happiness. I don't have a horrible boss anymore and I no longer have to spend 15 minutes every morning convincing myself that I have to go to work. I don't have to spend 60% of my paycheck to have someone else watch my daughter for 10 hours a day. Now, I get to exercise, eat healthy, and help others do the same. This makes me happy.
What would make you happy?
Friday, May 9, 2014
My Big Girl. My Two-Year-Old.
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| *Birthday Cookie* |
So in love with you, little girl. We have our battles (like today, when I had to scoop you up and carry you out of the library during story time) but the ability to watch you develop, make your own decisions, and just play is such an honor. Every night when I put you to bed, I watch you for a few minutes after you've fallen asleep, completely awed by the amazing little person you are, and then give you one more kiss. It's never enough.
It's been an entire year since I've written one of these and-- holy cow-- how things have changed! You have quite the vocabulary, and you aren't afraid to use it. However, your favorite words right now are "cheese" and "open" (as in, "Please open the fridge and get me more cheese.") My favorites are "mommy," "daddy," "mam-ma," "pee-pa," "please," "I luh you," "hug," and "kiss."
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| One WHOLE year ago. |
You still love being around people and you LOVE to run, slide, and JUMP! You've been helping me in our garden lately, watering the sunflowers with your Mickey Mouse watering can. You don't mind playing in the sprinklers, but for some reason you still hate the bath...
You and I took a trip to Florida a couple weeks ago to visit our family. You made everyone so happy. You are very fortunate to have such wonderful and loving grandmas and grandpas, aunts, uncles, cousins, and even your GREAT-grandma and grandpa to take care of you!
On Easter Sunday, we got dressed up and went to church with your daddy's parents. Grandma and Grandpa were singing and playing music on stage with the choir, and you were obviously compelled to join them. You walked right up the steps and stood next to Grandma, singing and dancing along in front of the whole church! You made a lot of people smile that day. :)
The next weekend, you visited Uncle Donald's Farm with *my* mommy and daddy. You guys got to pet some goats and rabbits and you even went on a hay ride and got to feed the cows! Then we went to Abshier Farm and picked three buckets of blueberries ("blue-babies") with your great-grandparents. You were a PRO!
My favorite trip was to Homosassa Springs State Park. We saw sooooo many animals like owls, bobcats, alligators, a hippo, and even manatees! I think you liked it, too, because when we left the park you waved and said, "Bye bye, animals! I luh you!"
Most importantly, you got to spend time with a lot of people who love you very much. I cannot wait until you are old enough to appreciate what a blessing that is.
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| You are worth all the sleepless nights. |
Friday, February 7, 2014
Acts of Kindness to Restore "Karma"
It has been quite a while, but I'll try not to dwell on my neglect of this blog. Instead I will skip straight to the incident that inspired this post.
While talking to a few third graders I work with, I shared something embarrassing that happened to me. One student told me, "Mrs. W, that was karma. You must have done something bad to have that happen." Now, I really don't think my clumsiness (walking into a post) was karmic retribution, something else happened recently that made me think I might need to restore the balance.
The other day, I was pulling out into traffic and I got stopped by a police officer. I was speeding. (Allegedly 11 miles over the speed limit. I disagree, but that's beside the point.) It was a construction zone. That means whatever my fees would have been for going 10-15 over are now doubled. Now, I am not arguing against the justification of the ticket. The circumstances were just... altogether unfortunate. So, I will pay my fine. (Bye bye, tax return!) But I also feel that I need to pay something else back to get rid of the icky feeling that speeding tickets tend to leave.
Also inspired by this particular classroom, I am vowing to do 100 acts of kindness. BY MYSELF! (Well, I will include my daughter, but an almost-two-year-old can hardly be held responsible for such things.) Since I spend about as much time on Pinterest as I do eating and breathing, I gathered a few pins and plan to compile my own list. As I cross them off, I'll post my progress. (SOMEONE PLEASE HOLD ME ACCOUNTABLE FOR THIS! LOL.) In the meantime, check out my "Acts of Kindness" board and feel free to send me your own ideas and inspirations!
I think these will be my first 5, since I can do them this weekend:
1. Leave a dollar bill and bag of popcorn on a Redbox. (This is one of the first ideas I saw. So easy!)
2. Donate towels and blankets to an animal shelter. (It has been FREEZING here in central Texas! Those poor babies must need some warmth.)
3. Leave a dollar bill hidden in the toy section of the dollar store. (I can only imagine the excitement of a little kid who finds it and gets to pick out a toy!)
4. Donate clothes to a women's shelter. (Don't get me wrong, Goodwill is a great organization, but I prefer to donate clothes directly to the people who will be needing them.)
5. Give a gift to a neighbor. (An elderly widow that lives at the end of our street is the ONLY person who has introduced herself to me since we moved here three months ago. I think I will try to cook her a meal or leave her a gift basket of cold weather comfort foods after we go grocery shopping.)
Good to see you all again! Can't wait to share more updates. :)
Do you have any favorite acts of kindness? What have you done to make someone's day?
Sunday, September 15, 2013
5 Things You Need to Start Getting Fit
You've decided to make a change in your lifestyle. You want to
get in shape and start eating better. That's great! Now you check
Pinterest and some healthy chick blogs, but there is so much out there! Where do you even begin?
1. Find Your Baseline. First you need to know where you are in order to decide where to go. Track your daily eating and activity with either a journal or an online tracker* like My Fitness Pal or SparkPeople. Once you know how many calories you are consuming and burning, you will have a better idea of what needs to change.
*I only suggest using these as a guideline, as they accept user input for calorie counts which are not always accurate.
2. Have a Goal -- a measurable and reasonable goal! Saying, "I want to lose weight and tone up" is not measurable. Likewise, trying to lose 50lbs in two months is unreasonable and dangerous. A good rule of thumb for weight loss is 1.5-2lbs per week for a beginner. So, a reasonable goal would be working to lose 10-12lbs in 6 weeks.
3. Have a Plan. With a trainer and/or nutritional coach, determine how many calories you need to consume and burn to reach your goal. For example, you may find that you need to engage in 5-7 hours of activity per week. That does not necessarily mean that you need to spend each of those hours in the gym. Be sure to include strength training and cardio into your plan. Cardio can be playing in the park with your kids or jogging around the block with the dog or going for a bike ride. Strength training doesn't have to include weights, but it should.
4. Have the Appropriate Equipment. Ladies! Buy the right sports bra! As a petite woman rocking DDs, I know the trauma of bra shopping. My suggestion? Go to a store that specializes in sports apparel, find the ones that offer the most support for your size and chosen activity, and try it on. Don't look at the price until you find one that fits. $50+ may seem like a lot of money, but consider it an investment. Keeping those puppies in place will help you stay focused on your workout.
Shoes are even more important. When you go into a store to buy a pair, let the salesperson know what activity you will be doing in your new shoes. Walking shoes are not running shoes are not hiking shoes are not lifting shoes, etc. If you plan to run and lift, buy different shoes! Again, this is an investment. They provides different amounts of support in different places depending on the intended purpose.
5. Have patience (and find support.) Lifestyle changes don't come easy. You may fall off the wagon. You may struggle with workouts. You may not lose weight as quickly as you'd like. Stick with it! Remember that you are doing this to be healthy and you are investing in your future. Get people on your side. Let your spose, friends, children, and co-workers know about your plan. They can help encourage you when you are feeling down and get you back on track when you are feeling weak. True story: During my sugar detox, I was eating lunch in our break room and said out loud, "Man, I haven't had a Twix in forever! I really want a Twix." And a co-worker I had been talking to earlier in the day about healthy eating habits just so happened to walk by and without missing a beat, she said, "But think about how it will make you feel after!" And with that, I snapped out of it. When you have a cheering section, you can push through the tough spots with a little bit more grace. :)
1. Find Your Baseline. First you need to know where you are in order to decide where to go. Track your daily eating and activity with either a journal or an online tracker* like My Fitness Pal or SparkPeople. Once you know how many calories you are consuming and burning, you will have a better idea of what needs to change.
*I only suggest using these as a guideline, as they accept user input for calorie counts which are not always accurate.
2. Have a Goal -- a measurable and reasonable goal! Saying, "I want to lose weight and tone up" is not measurable. Likewise, trying to lose 50lbs in two months is unreasonable and dangerous. A good rule of thumb for weight loss is 1.5-2lbs per week for a beginner. So, a reasonable goal would be working to lose 10-12lbs in 6 weeks.
3. Have a Plan. With a trainer and/or nutritional coach, determine how many calories you need to consume and burn to reach your goal. For example, you may find that you need to engage in 5-7 hours of activity per week. That does not necessarily mean that you need to spend each of those hours in the gym. Be sure to include strength training and cardio into your plan. Cardio can be playing in the park with your kids or jogging around the block with the dog or going for a bike ride. Strength training doesn't have to include weights, but it should.
4. Have the Appropriate Equipment. Ladies! Buy the right sports bra! As a petite woman rocking DDs, I know the trauma of bra shopping. My suggestion? Go to a store that specializes in sports apparel, find the ones that offer the most support for your size and chosen activity, and try it on. Don't look at the price until you find one that fits. $50+ may seem like a lot of money, but consider it an investment. Keeping those puppies in place will help you stay focused on your workout.
Shoes are even more important. When you go into a store to buy a pair, let the salesperson know what activity you will be doing in your new shoes. Walking shoes are not running shoes are not hiking shoes are not lifting shoes, etc. If you plan to run and lift, buy different shoes! Again, this is an investment. They provides different amounts of support in different places depending on the intended purpose.
5. Have patience (and find support.) Lifestyle changes don't come easy. You may fall off the wagon. You may struggle with workouts. You may not lose weight as quickly as you'd like. Stick with it! Remember that you are doing this to be healthy and you are investing in your future. Get people on your side. Let your spose, friends, children, and co-workers know about your plan. They can help encourage you when you are feeling down and get you back on track when you are feeling weak. True story: During my sugar detox, I was eating lunch in our break room and said out loud, "Man, I haven't had a Twix in forever! I really want a Twix." And a co-worker I had been talking to earlier in the day about healthy eating habits just so happened to walk by and without missing a beat, she said, "But think about how it will make you feel after!" And with that, I snapped out of it. When you have a cheering section, you can push through the tough spots with a little bit more grace. :)
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Brushing off the dust.
Hey, y'all! It has been quite a while, hasn't it?
I can't guarantee I will be updating with any kind of frequency, but I had the urge to post today. There has been a lot of change here in the MM household.
Here is my training plan for the next three weeks:
Monday: Chest/Back & Abs
Wednesday: Shoulders/Triceps & Abs
Friday: Legs/Back & Abs
Saturday: Yoga (wk1), Kenpo (wk2), Plyo (wk3)
*I'll probably skip the recovery week for Phase 1 and start Phase 2 on Wk 4.
Hopefully I'll have more useful information in my next post. I have to reinstall the Blogger app on my iPad so I can post whenever the mood strikes again. ;)
Until then, here is a picture of my munchkin at the Mayborn Museum at Baylor today. :D
Obviously, my child can make objects levitate. Doesn't it look like my husband (who is rocking my Ju Ju Be BFF diaper bag, btw. No biggie.) is telling people to check out her magical powers? lol.
I can't guarantee I will be updating with any kind of frequency, but I had the urge to post today. There has been a lot of change here in the MM household.
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Baby J is in daycare now since I am working at a local elementary school with the special education department. She is doing amazingly well! She's adjusted to her new sleep schedule and made new friends right away. I am so proud of my baby doll. Two things that haven't changed: We're still breastfeeding at 16 months! (Mostly her idea... lol.) And we're still co-sleeping. I don't mind either.
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I am finishing up my Elite Personal Fitness Trainer Certification. I have about a month to complete my exams and then I'll be official! I've learned so much about fitness and nutrition. I can't wait to apply some of this knowledge to real life clients.
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I am also giving the 21 Day Sugar Detox a second shot. I have my first week planned out. *Maybe* I'll post my food diary tomorrow night. If I'm not dying from lack of sugar...
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We are moving into a new home in November, and now that I'm working outside the home, I don't have a lot of time for exercise. So my plan is to keep up with 3 days a week of P90X strength training DVDs and one cardio DVD until we are moved in and our home gym is usable again.Here is my training plan for the next three weeks:
Monday: Chest/Back & Abs
Wednesday: Shoulders/Triceps & Abs
Friday: Legs/Back & Abs
Saturday: Yoga (wk1), Kenpo (wk2), Plyo (wk3)
*I'll probably skip the recovery week for Phase 1 and start Phase 2 on Wk 4.
Hopefully I'll have more useful information in my next post. I have to reinstall the Blogger app on my iPad so I can post whenever the mood strikes again. ;)
Until then, here is a picture of my munchkin at the Mayborn Museum at Baylor today. :D
Obviously, my child can make objects levitate. Doesn't it look like my husband (who is rocking my Ju Ju Be BFF diaper bag, btw. No biggie.) is telling people to check out her magical powers? lol.
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Sunday, May 12, 2013
35 Things I Need to Thank My Mom For
Mom, I want you to know just how much I appreciate everything you've done for me. Ever. Plus, it's not really in my SAHM budget to send flowers and chocolate and I don't think all of this would fit on a card. So, just a quick recap. Thank you for:
- Changing my diapers. Especially the poopy ones. And cleaning up the messes that somehow made it out of the diaper and onto the crib. And the walls. And my clothes...
- Brushing my hair, even when I complained about it being tangled.
- Humoring my inner supermodel as a tot and taking hundreds of pictures of me in silly poses and ridiculous outfits.
- Taking me to swimming lessons, even though I was always scared to put my head under water.
- Putting up with my impatience while you tried to teach me to write my letters (and then algebra, and chemistry, and calculus and physics.)
- Laying with me at night until I fell asleep, especially since I'm sure you had Important things to do.
- Making me jelly rolls for lunch. On flat bread. With the crusts cut off.
- Keeping up with my constant flip-flopping on the topic of spaghetti sauce.
- Taking care of me when I was sick. Even when I had the pukey kind of strep throat in fourth grade.
- Not killing me when I finger painted the whole back porch and thought I could clean it up with my Alex Mack super powers. (Note to readers: I do not have Alex Mack super powers.)
- While we're on it, thank you for not killing me when I cut my brother's hair or pierced his ear. With scissors.
- Providing the security of a safe and loving childhood home. I never once had to worry about the roof over my head, the clothes on my back, or the food on our table. Even though I'm sure there were times that you did.
- Driving me to cheerleading practice and spending all day every Saturday at the football stadium when Jeremy and I both had games.
- Coming to all of my awards assemblies and always encouraging to do my best in school.
- Understanding when "my best" wasn't perfect.
- Taking us to visit our grandparents every summer and Christmas. We always had the best time.
- Giving me more experiences than "things" growing up.
- Our family vacations to Disney. It really was the most magical place on Earth.
- Always loving my father and hugging and kissing in front of us. I learned what a healthy relationship should be like because I always had you two as an example.
- Taking me to see *NSYNC in middle school. I have a sneaking suspicion that you didn't share my enthusiasm for their musical talent.
- Not killing me when I hit puberty and became a raging drama queen.
- Forgiving me for every time I told you I hated you when I really just meant that I was angry about not getting what I wanted.
- Our family road trip to DC and NYC. Getting to see Rent changed my life.
- Being supportive when I told you I wanted to be a Broadway superstar instead of getting a "real" degree.
- Giving me your car so I could drive myself to the theatre. And concerts, even the ones in Orlando and Tampa.
- Being supportive when I decided journalism was the way to go instead.
- Buying me a car in college even though I totaled it three months later. (I still miss that car!)
- Taking care of me when I was sick. Even when I got mono at the end of my last Fall semester in college.
- Funding my study abroad trip to Europe. That is an experience I will never forget.
- Letting me make my own mistakes. And boy did I make some big ones...
- Helping me plan my wedding, but letting me make all of my own decisions.
- Being supportive of my marriage and loving my husband.
- Being in the delivery room when I was in labor with Josie. I couldn't have done it without you.
- Changing her diapers in the hospital and helping me with all of those "new mom" things when I had no earthly idea what to do.
- Loving my daughter. It means so much to me that she can have a relationship with you even from over 1000 miles away.
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| My mom holding Josie minutes after her birth. May 8, 2012. |
Most of all, thank you for giving me life and being the best mother, teacher, nurse, therapist, and friend I could ever ask for.
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Happy First Birthday, Baby Girl!
Josephine Lily,
My beautiful baby girl. You are a whole year old today, and
my how you’ve grown! (I mean it; you’ve more than tripled your birth weight!) There
were so many days when I didn’t know how we would get this far, but we did it. And I am
so happy that this is the first of many years I get to spend with you as your
mommy.
You are strong and fearless. You walk, climb, and run
anywhere you can without hesitation, and if you fall and scrape your knee on
uneven ground, you get right back up without so much as a whimper. You love
when I chase you in circles around the kitchen and dining room, always laughing
hysterically as you run away from me. Instead of carrying you, now we walk
together down the street to the mailbox. You still enjoy your piggyback rides
in the Beco, though, and I am so grateful for that. I love having you close to
me, even if you pull my hair and pinch my armpits sometimes.
You are smart and beautiful. You have your daddy’s rhythm
(thank goodness!) and such a contagious smile. Everywhere we go, you make someone’s
day just by looking at them. How special is that? Please don’t ever lose that
brightness in your eyes. Or your sense of adventure. Or your enthusiasm for
making new friends. Life can be quite lonely without friends.
This is a big day for me, too. We’ve reached my personal
goal of breastfeeding for 12 months, and we’re still going! We’ve had our share
of issues from the beginning but have also reaped so many benefits, and
although there were times I swore I would quit, I am so happy that we didn’t.
There is a special bond a nursing mom has with her baby which you can never
replicate and that has made it all worth it.
I know I am far from a perfect mom. I may not have made all
your baby food or taught you sign language or read to you every single day. We
push the limits with bath time, I let you watch TV and stay up late, and
sometimes I raise my voice when I’m upset. But please know that for the rest of
your life, I will love you with my whole heart and you are the best thing that
has ever happened to me. Some days, when I feel sleep-deprived, overwhelmed,
and under-qualified for this job, the only thing that keeps me going is watching
you grow.
I'll spare you the birth story until you are a little bit older, but
just know that you were surrounded by people who love you on that day,
just like you are now. Did you know that today is also Mommy and Daddy's wedding anniversary? Isn't that special? I’ll say it over and over until I can’t say it anymore. I
love you!
Happy birthday, sweet girl. You are the best anniversary present ever!
Happy birthday, sweet girl. You are the best anniversary present ever!
<3 Mama
Thursday, April 18, 2013
The Sox Box ***GIVEAWAY***
I had to return from my hiatus, however briefly, to share this AWESOME shop with you! When we left off, I was educating you ladies on gym equipment. The Sox Box has the perfect accessories for your deadlift day! (For me, they are an absolute necessity as I don't enjoy bloody shins no matter how badass they look.) Obviously, you can wear them whenever the heck you'd like, though. ;)
Here are my socks, which I ordered about a month ago. These are so my style on two levels. 1. I honestly still have trouble remembering left and right. (Laugh if you like.) 2. They're orange and blue. GO GATORS!
The Sox Box has an awesome variety of socks (one would hope, right?) including a few of my favorites: Zombie Killa, Beauty/Beast, Tough Tatas, and Thick Chick.
One of my favorite things about this shop is that they donate 20% of all profits to the Independence Fund, which is a non-profit organization which seeks to provide tools and services for wounded military veterans. Being married to an active duty soldier and raised in a family full of veterans, this cause is dear to my heart.
Athena from The Sox Box has agreed to let me give away a pair of her awesome socks, so without further ado:
a Rafflecopter giveaway
Here are my socks, which I ordered about a month ago. These are so my style on two levels. 1. I honestly still have trouble remembering left and right. (Laugh if you like.) 2. They're orange and blue. GO GATORS!
The Sox Box has an awesome variety of socks (one would hope, right?) including a few of my favorites: Zombie Killa, Beauty/Beast, Tough Tatas, and Thick Chick.
One of my favorite things about this shop is that they donate 20% of all profits to the Independence Fund, which is a non-profit organization which seeks to provide tools and services for wounded military veterans. Being married to an active duty soldier and raised in a family full of veterans, this cause is dear to my heart.
Athena from The Sox Box has agreed to let me give away a pair of her awesome socks, so without further ado:
a Rafflecopter giveaway
Monday, April 8, 2013
Where did my tiny newborn go?
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| Let's be honest. It looks like the baby on the right ate the baby on the left. |
Holy guacamole!
It's been 11 months since I first held you in my arms. You were so tiny! 6lb 14oz, 19.25 inches. I don't think anyone believes me when I tell them you were ever that small. Needless to say, you have thrived on the super nutritious boob juice, and recently a few bites of Mommy's food. You seem to like yogurt, rice cakes, and chicken. And, hey! You're finally getting the hang of the sippy cup! I bet you were a little surprised to learn that you could do more than just chew on the handles. ;)
We flew together for the first time a couple weeks ago to visit family in Florida. That in itself was, uh, a learning experience. Like, I learned that next time I'll buy out the whole row so you have enough room to nurse and move around. It was great seeing family, though! You just love being around people (or, as I call them, your "adoring fans") and seeing new things.
We went to Seaworld with Grandma & Grandpa U, Auntie Jen, Kim, and Capri. You slept through the Clyde and Seamore show, but LOVED the manta rays! Even though it was exceptionally windy and cold for spring in Central Florida, you were a trooper. You rode around on my back all day long without a single complaint.
Grandma W took us to Uncle Donald's Farm, a tradition on both sides of the family. We saw chickens, bunnies, sheep, and lots of other animals. The goats were you favorite. I'm guessing it's because they had as much energy as you do! We also went on a hay ride and fed some cows. I thought you would be afraid of their massive size, but instead... you MOOED at them!
You spent the rest of the trip chasing around Slick, the "kitty kitty" at Grandma and Grandpa's house. You said your first legit sentence, "Hi, kitty!" last week. In the meantime, you also sprouted two new teeth and learned a few new tricks. Grandpa U taught you how to clap on demand by saying, "One, two, three... YAY, JOSIE!" Now you start clapping on "One..." Grandpa W taught you to say "boom" when you knock over the stacking cups or fall on your butt. You did a lot of growing this past month and I have a feeling it won't slow down any time soon.
I can't believe I'm already crunched for time to plan your birthday party. Your BIRTHDAY! This craziness needs to stop, kiddo. ;)
Love you X a million,
Mama
Friday, March 8, 2013
Creeping closer toward ONE YEAR!
Josiebean,
Today, you are ten months old. The amount of growth you show every day continues to amaze me. A few weeks ago, you hit possibly the biggest milestone of your little life so far. You started walking! I couldn't believe my eyes as I watched you walk across the living room to Daddy's recliner completely unassisted. You've been following me around the house like a little duckling ever since, helping me with my chores and staring in awe at all the things you've never seen before, like the open refrigerator. I'm pretty sure you think there is a magical land back there. I hate to disappoint you, but it's just a bunch of apples and coconut milk.
Grandma told me (way back when all you did was cry) that you would be a lot of fun one day. She was right! You made up this really cute game to play with me while I'm studying. You run behind the side of the couch and peek your head out around the corner. When I see you, I make a silly face and you duck away again, giggling. This goes on and on, sometimes for 15-20 minutes. Sometimes not very long because I can't resist chasing after you and squeezing your chunky little legs and kissing you all over.
We have gotten to play together a lot lately. Yesterday, we went to something called Kindermusik and sang songs with other little kids. Then we went to the mall and I took you out of the Beco to nurse, but you just wanted to run around. Luckily, I'm still bigger and faster than you, so I let you run. And I chased you and scooped you up when you got too close to other people (or the tile). You laughed the whole time until we had to go home. I couldn't sleep last night because I just kept thinking about what a great time we had.
Yo Gabba Gabba is still your favorite show. Apparently nothing is quite as amusing as dancing monsters and a guy in a silly orange hat. Whatever floats your boat, kiddo! (I won't judge. I like shows about teenaged vampires and time-traveling aliens.) You also like any toys that you can crinkle, shake, or chew on. And I've all but given up trying to keep you from eating paper and dead leaves. They won't kill you, but I really can't imagine the appeal.
In a couple weeks, you and I will take our first plane ride to Florida to visit our family (those people you see in the little rectangular box during FaceTime every week) and I'm pretty nervous about flying with you! It will be a short trip, so hopefully you won't be too uncomfortable. We are also going to Seaworld together, and I'm excited! It will be my first time there, too!
Well, Little Duck. You are growing up too fast, and I'm sure I will say that over and over again for the rest of my life. I truly do love you a little more each day.
<3 Mama
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Self-Imposed Time Out
After this giveaway, I will be taking about a week off from blogging, the internet, and my computer in general. I know I've been in and out, and I guess it's because I am kind of ambivalent about the blogging world right now. I want to write, I want to share, but the games get so exhausting and overwhelming that it stops being fun. The frustrating part is that I have SO MUCH to write about and I am too busy to do it! I need to be able to clear my plate a little before I can take the time to do any quality writing. (Which sucks, because I am so excited to have new readers!) I keep saying, "One day, this will be running like a legitimate blog. One day..." But I can't keep up!
I also live with anxiety and depression and my symptoms have been worse since our big move. I feel the constant pressure to be a good mom and wife and I feel like I can't do everything I need to do, which makes me feel inadequate and worthless (as long as we're being honest...) So, what happens instead is I pretend my daily responsibilities don't exist and drown myself in stupid tasks (like playing Candy Crush or watching Season 2 of The Walking Dead for the fourth time.) Of course, that's counter-productive and makes everything worse. The dishes and laundry won't do themselves, and obviously my daughter needs me. I need to dig back in my memory to my early therapy sessions and do what I know will HELP:
1. Make lists. My "wiring" makes it difficult for me to prioritize, so in my head, getting the mail is just as important as showering and checking Facebook is right up there with showering. The only way for me to fix this is to physically write out a list and put things in order of importance from 1 to whatever. This forces me to see what needs to be done FIRST and what can wait. If I don't do this, I get overwhelmed by EVERYTHING that needs to be done and end up doing nothing.
2. Work out. It's tough to get motivated when you are dealing with even a small bout of depression, but medical studies have shown that exercise is proven to help with depression and anxiety. There are both physiological (releasing endorphins, lowering blood pressure) and psychological (gaining confidence, feeling healthier) benefits of exercise.
3. Eat cleaner and healthier foods. I haven't even looked at a Paleo recipe in MONTHS. When I start getting depressed, I tend to eat foods that appease my need for instant gratification. For me, that's anything sweet. A box of cherry cordials from Valentine's Day, cupcakes, chocolate chip cookies, etc. And because of my addiction to sugar, it just snowballs out of control from there. To the point where I NEED to eat at least one sugary food a day or I get a miserable headache.
4. Drink more water. In addition to cleaning up my eating habits, I need to drink more water. This will help me feel full when I am only craving sweets and not actually hungry as well as fighting off fatigue and those nasty headaches.
5. Meditate and play with my baby. Instead of turning to TV and games, I need to work on my breathing (which will help keep my anxiety in check) and PLAY. Nothing in the world makes me happier than hearing my little girl laugh. Getting on the floor and making silly faces, or making a fool out of myself by singing and dancing for her, is truly the best therapy for me right now. So instead of wasting my days on time suckers, I will live in the REAL world for a while. The internet can wait.
Here is what I am working on right now:
Reviewing products for Mami's and Papi's (my awesome local cloth diaper store/baby boutique.)
Becoming certified as an Elite Personal Trainer with ISSA.
Custom orders for my Etsy store.
Organizing and keeping my home.
Watching my baby girl grow up.
So, there is the top of my "Priorities" list. I love to write, but the blog will have to wait until I have a few things figured out. Thank you for understanding! <3
I also live with anxiety and depression and my symptoms have been worse since our big move. I feel the constant pressure to be a good mom and wife and I feel like I can't do everything I need to do, which makes me feel inadequate and worthless (as long as we're being honest...) So, what happens instead is I pretend my daily responsibilities don't exist and drown myself in stupid tasks (like playing Candy Crush or watching Season 2 of The Walking Dead for the fourth time.) Of course, that's counter-productive and makes everything worse. The dishes and laundry won't do themselves, and obviously my daughter needs me. I need to dig back in my memory to my early therapy sessions and do what I know will HELP:
1. Make lists. My "wiring" makes it difficult for me to prioritize, so in my head, getting the mail is just as important as showering and checking Facebook is right up there with showering. The only way for me to fix this is to physically write out a list and put things in order of importance from 1 to whatever. This forces me to see what needs to be done FIRST and what can wait. If I don't do this, I get overwhelmed by EVERYTHING that needs to be done and end up doing nothing.
2. Work out. It's tough to get motivated when you are dealing with even a small bout of depression, but medical studies have shown that exercise is proven to help with depression and anxiety. There are both physiological (releasing endorphins, lowering blood pressure) and psychological (gaining confidence, feeling healthier) benefits of exercise.
3. Eat cleaner and healthier foods. I haven't even looked at a Paleo recipe in MONTHS. When I start getting depressed, I tend to eat foods that appease my need for instant gratification. For me, that's anything sweet. A box of cherry cordials from Valentine's Day, cupcakes, chocolate chip cookies, etc. And because of my addiction to sugar, it just snowballs out of control from there. To the point where I NEED to eat at least one sugary food a day or I get a miserable headache.
4. Drink more water. In addition to cleaning up my eating habits, I need to drink more water. This will help me feel full when I am only craving sweets and not actually hungry as well as fighting off fatigue and those nasty headaches.
5. Meditate and play with my baby. Instead of turning to TV and games, I need to work on my breathing (which will help keep my anxiety in check) and PLAY. Nothing in the world makes me happier than hearing my little girl laugh. Getting on the floor and making silly faces, or making a fool out of myself by singing and dancing for her, is truly the best therapy for me right now. So instead of wasting my days on time suckers, I will live in the REAL world for a while. The internet can wait.
Here is what I am working on right now:
Reviewing products for Mami's and Papi's (my awesome local cloth diaper store/baby boutique.)
Becoming certified as an Elite Personal Trainer with ISSA.
Custom orders for my Etsy store.
Organizing and keeping my home.
Watching my baby girl grow up.
So, there is the top of my "Priorities" list. I love to write, but the blog will have to wait until I have a few things figured out. Thank you for understanding! <3
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Thursday, February 14, 2013
Handmade from the Heart *GIVEAWAY*
Happy Valentine's Day!
To celebrate Valentine's Day, I've joined the Blogging Mamas Network in the Handmade from the Heart Giveaway Hop! This Event is all about the Love for Handmade things - each blogger involved, including me, has a great prize for you to enter to win!
My sponsor, Unique and Chic Creations, is offering a tutu wreath like the one below to one lucky winner!
After you enter my giveaway, be sure to hop around to all the others.
And you definitely don't want to miss the Grand Prize...
Fine print: Open to US only. Winner chooses any two colors and letter initial they'd like. According
to Jenny, So Easy Being Green, and the Handmade from the Heart
participating bloggers are not responsible for sponsors who do not
fulfill prize obligations. Anyone found to have fraudulently claimed an entry will be reported.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
SPONSOR SPOTLIGHT: Unique and Chic Creations
Megan Hamer (KraftinMommy on Etsy) is a former elementary school teacher who now stays home with her baby girl and managed to turn her dream hobby into a business. Full disclosure: She's the sister of an old friend and she specializes in LOVELY custom decor for kids' rooms and events. I super-heart (go ahead and cringe, people, but I mean it!) her work and she has agreed to sponsor me for the Handmade from the Heart giveaway event which begins on TOMORROW!
Her shop features an array of adorable and attentively handcrafted gifts for the littles in your life. She makes name plaques and personalized letters to hang in a nursery or child's room, unique diaper bikes (as opposed to diaper cakes), and ribbon wreaths and banners for any celebration-worthy occasion!
Megan has offered a small tutu wreath, similar to the one above, to the lucky winner of our Handmade from the Heart giveaway!
| Quite literally, a rainbow of colors to choose from. You can match ANY decor! |
In addition to shopping her Etsy store, check out her blog and follow Unique and Chic Creations on Facebook and Twitter to keep up with sales and giveaways she has going on!
Friday, February 8, 2013
It has been 9 short, incredible months.
Oh, Little Monkey...
I'm typing this in bed from my iPad and you are sleeping right next to me. Funny how I was scared for so long about letting you share my bed and now I can't imagine putting you anywhere else. You are spending more and more time in your own crib, it is attached (sidecar) to ours, which is great because it means more room for everybody!
I know I can never describe you as calm, laid-back, or quiet. You are loud and crazy (just like your mommy!) and such an awesome person. I wouldn't trade a single thing about you. Not even the number of times you (still) wake me up at night, because I know not to long from now, I am going to miss our o'-dark-thirty nursing sessions. You still cry most of the time if I leave your sight for even a second, but I think you're falling in love with your daddy because as soon as he comes home, you smile and squeal and crawl toward him at an impressive speed and suddenly I don't exist. It's fine, I don't blame you. He's a handsome fella. ;)
You are growing so fast, I have to remind myself that soon these moments will all be memories. They aren't ALL fun, sweet memories. For instance, I would love to make a sandwich with two hands again or shower with the curtain closed. But I know I have to take advantage of you wanting to spend so much time with me before it becomes "uncool" or whatever you kids will call it 10 years from now.
You have been doing the most awesome things lately! In the past couple weeks, you've gone from pulling yourself up onto your feet, to standing by yourself, to taking legitimate BABY STEPS! I can't believe the girl who wouldn't roll over until three months ago is going to be walking soon. That's crazy! You also keep stealing my food. You have officially shown disinterest in purées and you made your point very clearly when you ate half of my banana yesterday and then stole my apple from my lunch this afternoon toting it around the living room and gnawing on it like a little squirrel. I get it, you're a big girl. Time for big girl food. *sniffle*
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| Nakie baby chewing on my apple. |
A million hugs and kisses,
Mama
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
REVIEW: Sew Silly Designs
I know I said I was moving away from cloth diaper-related posts, but I saw Kammie, the mama behind Sew Silly Designs at a local community fair and I caught myself drooling over her diapers. I am such a sucker for cute prints, and I kept going back to stalk her table even though I didn't have any money. I contacted her a few weeks ago about possibly reviewing a diaper of hers and she sent me one! *yay*
The first thing I noticed was how lush and soft the inside of the diaper was. And the insert is made with the same cotton velour material as well. [I hate when a cover or AI2 is minky inside and then it gets covered by a less luxurious diaper or insert, so this made me happy!] According to the Sew Silly Designs Etsy store, "The insert is made with 2 layers of matching CV and 6 layers of absorbent, all natural fiber, pre-washed bamboo fleece."
Another thing I love is that this particular diaper is an AI2 with a cotton outer layer and a hidden layer of PUL, which means it looks like an adorable fitted, but doesn't need a cover!
This is a one-size diaper, which means it has three different rise snap settings, and they run a bit larger than typical OS diapers, so they should fit babies from 10lbs. through potty training. You can even use the shell as undies while potty training!
At first I had issues with gaping at the legs, but I am certain it was user error, because the next time I put it OTB, it didn't seem quite as bad. If the insert seems a little thick, you can always switch it out for a trimmer one in your stash. (I used a BabyKicks hemp insert the second time just for comparison's sake and it worked just fine.) The only change I would make to this diaper is adding an extra row of waist/hip snaps to reduce "wing droop." It's purely aesthetic, as it doesn't affect the function of the diaper at all. Lucky for you, if you want a double row of snaps, you can request one for $1.50 extra.
All in all, I LOVE this diaper. I honestly do. It fits my chunkster around the thighs, which is a feat! The print is one of MANY adorable prints she has available. It also fits around the waist with room to grow. If you have a small or thin, lanky baby, the waist snaps cross over for a tighter fit.
Where can you get a Sew Silly Designs cloth diaper?
You can find OS AI2s, newborn AI2s, and OS fitteds in the Sew Silly Designs store on Etsy. She also does custom orders!
If you want to see what prints she has in stock, LIKE the Sew Silly Designs Facebook page! Stalk away, I know I do!
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Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Mastering the SQUAT
[This guest post was written by my amazingly smart and talented husband. He taught me everything I know about lifting. Please take the time to read what he has to say. It is a bit long, but provides important safety information that could not be omitted.]
When it comes to getting the most bang for your training buck, it doesn't
get better than squats. People have been scared away from the squat
rack for years because of misinformation, either regarding possible health
concerns from squats, or confusion and conflicting information about form.
This confusion makes sense on a certain
level, because the squat can be a complex movement to perform, and if performed
wrong there is in fact the potential for injury. But with
the right resources you can use squats to SAFELY improve your strength.
Many have argued that
the squat is not a safe or natural movement. If you are concerned, simply watch any young child pick something up off the ground. Perfect squat form!
| Photo by of willsansbury via Flickr |
| Photo by CrossFit Chicago, via Flickr |
You may have trouble with squats at first. Humans
are meant to be able to squat down to the ground. Instead we spend all day sitting in chairs and never walking more than 10
feet without requiring some form of transportation. The
result is that our hips and hamstrings tighten up as we age, to a point where
squatting seems as foreign to us as, well, running. Or jumping. Or anything we're supposed to be
able to do but can't anymore because we're lazy.
If you watch an Olympic weightlifter and
a powerlifter squat next to each other you'll probably notice a lot of differences. Some prefer to keep
their stance at shoulder width, while others prefer to place their feet much
wider apart. Some hold the bar a
little higher on their back, while others hold the bar a bit lower.
The only real limitation as far as where you hold the bar on your
back is that if you get too high, you'll find that the bar starts to sit on
your spine, which is definitely something to avoid. The bar should always be on muscle as you
hold it.
Olympic lifters:
| Photo: CrossFit Chicago via Flickr. |
| Photo: Maloney Performance |
Powerlifters:
| Photo: Ironman Magazine |
| Photo: CrossFit Oakland |
WHAT TO DO WITH YOUR BACK, KNEES, AND BUTT
Now
let's look at what all of these strong people are doing the same. They all push
their knees OUT to the sides as they squat down. You
may find while squatting that as you start to push yourself back up your knees
start to come in towards each other. This is a big no-no. Push your
knees out hard as you complete the entire lift. It may help to think of trying
to push the floor apart under you with your feet. As your hips get stronger, your knees will stay out on their own.
Another thing you'll see in the pictures is that the back is arched and
the butt sticks out. A slightly arched back can hold more weight than one
without an arch, and keeping an arch in your back will also tighten your core
muscles and protect you as you begin to lift heavier weights.
In the end, there are
2 simple thoughts that you need to keep in mind while squatting -- butt back, knees out. Start the lift by
sticking your butt back like you’re trying to sit on the toilet, then push your
knees out as if you have a gut and you need to make "room" for it
between your legs as you squat down.
HOW DEEP SHOULD I GO?
One thing is for sure;
almost everyone you see squatting at your local gym isn't going deep enough. The general rule for good depth is that you
should go down to parallel. For our purposes, parallel means that the hip is at
the same height as the top of the knee, resulting in the upper thigh being
parallel to the ground. Focus on stretching every day, as
well as keeping your knees out and butt back, and go as deep as you can. Eventually
you'll find that you can reach parallel with no problems. If you want to get the most out of squats, there's nothing wrong with
going even deeper than parallel.
So, if our goal is to go as deep as possible, when do we know that we
are going too far? Well, as you descend, eventually you'll
reach a point where you lose the arch in your lower back and your butt begins
to tuck under. This is known as "butt wink" in the lifting world, and
it should be avoided. Do your best to stop just shy of this point, and you
should be getting great depth in your squats.
DON'T be afraid to go
deep. It's more effective to take a
lighter weight and squat it deep with good form than to throw a ton of weight
on your back and do half reps. In fact, this tendency to do super heavy
half-squats is the main reason why squats got such a horrible reputation. When
you stop half way down all of the pressure is put on the tendons on the front
of the knee as you stop and change direction. If, on the other hand, you descend as far as possible, the pressure is
evenly distributed throughout the entire structure of the knee. This leads to a
healthy, strong knee that will allow you to be more active throughout your
life.
HOW MANY REPS SHOULD I DO?
So now that we know
how to perform a squat, the only thing left to figure out is just how many
squats we need to do. My suggestion to you is the keep your sets of squats at
3-8 reps. I know, this goes against most advice you'll get. Magazines will all
tell you to do higher reps for "toning". Let’s talk about toning; it
doesn't exist.
4 things can happen when you exercise:
1. Your muscles get bigger.
2. Your muscles get smaller.
3. You lose fat.
4. You gain fat.
I understand that it probably
isn't your goal to get "big". Don't worry. Getting huge muscles
doesn't happen accidentally. It takes years of effort with a focus on gaining
size to get huge muscles, if it happens at all. Instead, what people usually refer to as "toning" is a combination of
gaining a little muscle size while losing some fat. So don't be afraid to gain
a little muscle size. This is part of the reason why I suggest lower reps
per set compared with most conventional, fitness magazine-style advice.
Another reason to keep your reps
lower per set is that you should NOT be
going to failure with squats. This will lead to a severe breakdown in form that
could lead to injury. The third, final, and most important reason I suggest
lower reps is that it is MUCH easier to
keep good form if you keep your reps under 10. You're going to get better
results from 6 sets of 5 than you will from 3 sets of 10, because you'll be
able to use a little more weight with better form, even though you'll end up
doing the same number of reps.
Take Home Points
- Keep the bar on muscle, not bone.
- Start the squat by sticking out your butt, then descend by pushing your knees out to the side.
- Go deep, but not so deep that your butt tucks under.
- Keep your reps at 3-8 per set.
- Keep your form tight.
- Don't push yourself to failure.
Squats can be the
biggest weapon in your exercise arsenal. They can reshape your butt and thighs
into statuesque hunks of gorgeous Greek granite, and make your joints so
healthy that you may be able to do super human feats, such as picking up a pen
from the ground without having to hold onto a chair or table. Do you really
need any more coaxing? Get to it!
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