11-15. Been absent in mind,
And body. Zoning out and,
Checked out. My poor kin.
16. Family together,
Wee one kicking off all day,
Interspersed with cute.
17. Parents home from Oz,
Joy abounds, happiness here.
Happy Saint Pat's Day!
18. Poor sleep, root canal,
Dizzy spells and jaw ache joy.
Family here for tea.
19. Jaw-ache, dizzy, worn.
Cancelled work, took to bed. Caught
Cold, strong sneezes, cough.
20-24. Sick, bad and bokey,
Feel rotten, dizzy, sneezey,
Coughing, in bed, at rest.
Hubby grumpy at,
My in-bed-ness but cares still,
Bonding him and babe.
25. Determination,
It works, am better. Sis and
BIL home from Oz. Joy.
Update (April.22.14)
Stepped away from this
Pursuit of diarising.
Sad so much time lost.
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Showing posts with label Goals. Show all posts
Tuesday, 25 March 2014
New Leaf Turns
A new leaf turns once again...
I am fat.
Just over three years ago I worked to lose weight, and I did. We conceived and I grew fatter, through pregnancy. We had our beautiful baby boy and I breastfed (I still do, 28 months and counting) and I lost ALL my baby weight and then I overate and grew fat(ter).
Since Bundle I have eaten a lot and I didn't exercise and didn't do anything except "baby" for a long time and I was anxious and depressed and barely functioning for a long time. It is only now that my anxiety is greatly reduced that I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, but the tunnel is long people. The depression is ever present and I do a lot more but still so very little and the sugar addiction and overeating and general fatness and sloth and inertia is all consuming and well established.
This leaf to turn is a mighty big one.
On the plus side I still weigh less then I did when I started out almost 42 months ago, not by much, but a little.
So here's the three-pronged plan:
Plan A
Cut out all sweets, chocolate, desserts and excess sugar with exceptions for events (i.e. birthday cake at a birthday party). Make healthier choices. Reduce dairy consumption, no more drinking glasses of milk and much less cheese and butter.
Plan B
Measured portions for breakfast (cereal/porridge), lunch (egg/half tin beans on toast or cup-a-soup/bread) with smaller portions for tea.
Plan C
Daily walks, increased movement in general, cleaning with a vengeance and short exercise sessions (three intensive minutes on Mum's machine, dancing like a crazy person for the length of a song, stretching sessions, being active with Bundle).
Completely manageable on the condition that I break the vicious circles of eating when bored, drinking more instead of eating, sitting down in the evening in front of the television with sweets, eating away my emotions. I'd be quite happy to replace a sugar/chocolate addiction with one to cleaning, tidying, crafting - our house is definitely a home now but there are hot spots where the clutter builds up, there are lots of hidden clutter spots and lots of boxes in the attic/barn to sort through; not to mention that whilst it may be "clean dirt" our home needs a really good (spring) clean (if I could do it for Pesach that would be amazing but even making a start would be great). Cleaning and exercising in one - can you say two birds one stone.
Sidenote: I have been battling a critical spirit my whole life but it has definitely gotten worse alongside my depression, anxiety and inertia. As I don't do I am so critical of those around me (especially my husband) as they do do. With God's help perhaps I can move forward and do more and criticise less. Fear has had me in its grip for too too long - "what time I am afraid I will trust in thee, in God I will praise His name, in God I have put my trust" or thereabouts, alas Scripture memory work has fallen by the way. Something else I need to do once again, along with Bible reading study (especially with Bundle), increased water consumption, better sleep patterns, more focused learning/colouring-in/Montessori style "work" with Bundle...
Okay okay let's end on a positive, I continue to keep on top of laundry, I have improved my meal planning/cooking (though I need to be a lot more budget conscious in this area), our household seasonal decorating has definitely improved and I've gotten better about changing our bed linen more frequently.
Onwards and upwards. Less thinking, more doing.
I am fat.
Just over three years ago I worked to lose weight, and I did. We conceived and I grew fatter, through pregnancy. We had our beautiful baby boy and I breastfed (I still do, 28 months and counting) and I lost ALL my baby weight and then I overate and grew fat(ter).
Since Bundle I have eaten a lot and I didn't exercise and didn't do anything except "baby" for a long time and I was anxious and depressed and barely functioning for a long time. It is only now that my anxiety is greatly reduced that I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, but the tunnel is long people. The depression is ever present and I do a lot more but still so very little and the sugar addiction and overeating and general fatness and sloth and inertia is all consuming and well established.
This leaf to turn is a mighty big one.
On the plus side I still weigh less then I did when I started out almost 42 months ago, not by much, but a little.
So here's the three-pronged plan:
Plan A
Cut out all sweets, chocolate, desserts and excess sugar with exceptions for events (i.e. birthday cake at a birthday party). Make healthier choices. Reduce dairy consumption, no more drinking glasses of milk and much less cheese and butter.
Plan B
Measured portions for breakfast (cereal/porridge), lunch (egg/half tin beans on toast or cup-a-soup/bread) with smaller portions for tea.
Plan C
Daily walks, increased movement in general, cleaning with a vengeance and short exercise sessions (three intensive minutes on Mum's machine, dancing like a crazy person for the length of a song, stretching sessions, being active with Bundle).
Completely manageable on the condition that I break the vicious circles of eating when bored, drinking more instead of eating, sitting down in the evening in front of the television with sweets, eating away my emotions. I'd be quite happy to replace a sugar/chocolate addiction with one to cleaning, tidying, crafting - our house is definitely a home now but there are hot spots where the clutter builds up, there are lots of hidden clutter spots and lots of boxes in the attic/barn to sort through; not to mention that whilst it may be "clean dirt" our home needs a really good (spring) clean (if I could do it for Pesach that would be amazing but even making a start would be great). Cleaning and exercising in one - can you say two birds one stone.
Sidenote: I have been battling a critical spirit my whole life but it has definitely gotten worse alongside my depression, anxiety and inertia. As I don't do I am so critical of those around me (especially my husband) as they do do. With God's help perhaps I can move forward and do more and criticise less. Fear has had me in its grip for too too long - "what time I am afraid I will trust in thee, in God I will praise His name, in God I have put my trust" or thereabouts, alas Scripture memory work has fallen by the way. Something else I need to do once again, along with Bible reading study (especially with Bundle), increased water consumption, better sleep patterns, more focused learning/colouring-in/Montessori style "work" with Bundle...
Okay okay let's end on a positive, I continue to keep on top of laundry, I have improved my meal planning/cooking (though I need to be a lot more budget conscious in this area), our household seasonal decorating has definitely improved and I've gotten better about changing our bed linen more frequently.
Onwards and upwards. Less thinking, more doing.
Wednesday, 5 March 2014
Wednesday Weigh-in, Weighing-out
I'm taking a break from the weekly disappointment until I get myself in the right head-space. Noting each week how I will work harder, do more exercise, eat less junk and eat less in general and then not following through is not productive. This series will return when some motivation and willpower does.
Friday, 28 February 2014
"Gratitude" Journal for February (Week Four)
Listing things daily for which I am grateful...
Sat. 22nd
Hugs, love in a most comforting form.
Fresh air and space and light and the weather to enjoy all three.
Sun. 23rd
Rest when sleep is elusive.
A patient husband who shows me how to be better and sets a good example of a son.
Mon. 24th
Watching my baby spread his wings and blossom; trust his mama and step off the ledge into the foam pit; speak back the words of the books and the songs and finish off his line of grace; put on the shoes; take off everything (nake-eh, nake-eh) and squeal with giggles. My hearts swells with the love.
Friends and talking about nothing as the hours fly by.
Tues. 25th
Yummy treats from family and friends to buoy the spirits.
A praying boy.
Hearing my son repeat the nursery rhymes of my childhood that my Nanny taught me, knowing the rhymes will bring tearful smiles to my Mum and Granda.
Weds. 26th
Clean bedsheets.
Helpful husband.
Lie-ins.
My "big boy" baby, asleep at my breast (for the first time in ages), I'd forgotten the sweetness of it. Even his middle of night feeds tend to end with him coming off and saying "done" before turning over and snuggling in. I hadn't quite realised the loss of this stage until today. A sweet flight into the next stage as he steps ever more into himself.
Singing with my two-year-old, Mama attempts to carry the tune while Bundle is left gaps to fill with exuberance and increasing clarity.
Long-distance phonecalls being as clear as chatting in person as I got a quick word with my folks in Australia today.
Big sisters and little ones and chatting at ease with one another.
Thurs. 27th
Being able to make surprise visits to Daddy at work.
The use of my parents' washing machine whilst ours is on the blink.
Naptime, even if Mama doesn't sleep, are a sweet rest time to revive everyone until bedtime.
(Photos of) Family from opposite ends of the world coming together for fun and fellowship; including six siblings (my Dad's the baby) who hadn't met en masse for almost twenty-one years and watching my two nieces and two of my cousins' daughters all cavorting about in a giggling group.
Fri. 28th
God's provision.
Healing tears and hugs and kisses.
Date night.
Bacon, fried eggs, beans and chips (with salt and vinegar) for tea.
Sat. 22nd
Hugs, love in a most comforting form.
Fresh air and space and light and the weather to enjoy all three.
Sun. 23rd
Rest when sleep is elusive.
A patient husband who shows me how to be better and sets a good example of a son.
Mon. 24th
Watching my baby spread his wings and blossom; trust his mama and step off the ledge into the foam pit; speak back the words of the books and the songs and finish off his line of grace; put on the shoes; take off everything (nake-eh, nake-eh) and squeal with giggles. My hearts swells with the love.
Friends and talking about nothing as the hours fly by.
Tues. 25th
Yummy treats from family and friends to buoy the spirits.
A praying boy.
Hearing my son repeat the nursery rhymes of my childhood that my Nanny taught me, knowing the rhymes will bring tearful smiles to my Mum and Granda.
Weds. 26th
Clean bedsheets.
Helpful husband.
Lie-ins.
My "big boy" baby, asleep at my breast (for the first time in ages), I'd forgotten the sweetness of it. Even his middle of night feeds tend to end with him coming off and saying "done" before turning over and snuggling in. I hadn't quite realised the loss of this stage until today. A sweet flight into the next stage as he steps ever more into himself.
Singing with my two-year-old, Mama attempts to carry the tune while Bundle is left gaps to fill with exuberance and increasing clarity.
Long-distance phonecalls being as clear as chatting in person as I got a quick word with my folks in Australia today.
Big sisters and little ones and chatting at ease with one another.
Thurs. 27th
Being able to make surprise visits to Daddy at work.
The use of my parents' washing machine whilst ours is on the blink.
Naptime, even if Mama doesn't sleep, are a sweet rest time to revive everyone until bedtime.
(Photos of) Family from opposite ends of the world coming together for fun and fellowship; including six siblings (my Dad's the baby) who hadn't met en masse for almost twenty-one years and watching my two nieces and two of my cousins' daughters all cavorting about in a giggling group.
Fri. 28th
God's provision.
Healing tears and hugs and kisses.
Date night.
Bacon, fried eggs, beans and chips (with salt and vinegar) for tea.
Thursday, 27 February 2014
7 Posts in 7 Days (Thursday) - Strike While the Iron's Hot
Strike while the iron's hot - I have no idea if this idiom makes sense internationally or even nationally but here in Northern Ireland it simply means - just do it. When everything's in place, when the mood takes you, when you find yourself with a pocket of time - go, get it done, get to getting.
This morning after the first night of sleeping through for my two year old, I awoke refreshed and ready for the day and Bundle and I let Daddy have a rare lie in while we headed to the other end of the apartment for morning play and breakfast. At the still early (for me) time of half nine, Hubs arose and headed out of doors to move around some of the outdoor planters so we could reposition the bins and our age old sharpening stone (still the best way to sharpen a knife that I know). Once dressed I carried Bundle out to join his Daddy and this, still fleecy-pyjama-clad, Mama started a load of laundry and then struck while the iron was hot and got stuck in to helping tidy up the yard area while Hubby hit the shower before work.
With Bundle playing happily with his toy lawnmower and carrying kindling (small sticks) around the place, I gathered up plastic buckets and plant pots and odds and sods strewn around the place with the idea that I would pile them up in my Dad's workshop that is Granda's (hoarder-tastic, layer-upon-layer, rat-frequented) workshop.
There was no floor to step onto as I slid open the door despite my having spent twenty minutes on it last week so I had to climb on top of other things as I found a place to add safely to the piles already there. This led to my rolling up my sleeves and starting at the door to clear the obvious rubbish.
I all but filled our wheelie bin with: gardening/work gloves with holes in; plastic bags that have been mouse/rat nibbled or ripped; scraps of sodden carpet; broken plant pots and containers; water bottles, milk jugs and yoghurt pots that if needed can be easily replaced; packaging that is now beyond reuse; and broken this and that and the other.
Scraps of wood that seem too small/sodden to be useful were added to the woodpile outside. Bags of newspapers and compostibles made it to the appropriate recycling bins. Whilst newspapers are usually firelighters for my parents there was a huge glut and keeping these was just hoarding especially as they had become wet and are also easily replaced (my Hubby reads our local rag each week and my Dad our regional one at the weekend).
An old (cheap and broken) telephone table was added to the firewood pile, as was an old past-repair rattan chair. A broken toolbox had a salvageable segmented tray removed from it for cleaning, whilst a gardening trug was also appropriated from the mess which with a minor repair will prove useful as I seek to make this a useable, calm space for my father, one that may actually be organised enough to allow the rest of us to find things we need too.
My father like myself suffers from depression and low concentration, poor memory and disorganised, overly cluttered spaces do nothing to help us. Unfortunately whilst I struggle with decluttering my own belongings, my Dad just can't. We have learned that the gently gently gets us (and him) nowhere and it is better to simply do what we can without him and try to engage him once some progress has been made. I know this undertaking of decluttering, tidying and organising the workshop (and then the many other outbuildings) will be a painful arduous process but the end result will allow my father greater use of the things he owns and of the tools and woodcrafts he enjoys.
I see a workshop emptied of everything, cleaned, made increasingly rodent-proof with better (and increased) lighting (cleaning the rooflight would make a huge difference alone). A sanded and repainted door and lintel, an epoxy painted floor for easy clean-up, whitewashed walls for increased light. The storage already in place, used better, smarter; afixed to the walls but up off the floor (for easier clean-up once again) with a place for everything and everything in its place. Continued use of wall-hanging as storage for frequently used tools, with the outline of the tool drawn right on the wall so that anyone could put things away. Lidded clear glass jars (of which I have many, also an easily gatherable form of storage) so smaller items (different sized nails, screws etc.) can be gathered like with like, easily seen from without and "handy."
Handy is my Dad's one requirement for everything - I want to show him that handy and tidy/organised/put away go hand-in-hand and that when things are put away in their defined space, they are handy to find each and every time you need them.
Letting go will be incrdibly difficult for my Dad but hopefully with our support he will have a workshop to be proud of but more importantly one he can work IN. Of late he goes in to find (if he can) what he needs and then works outside or in other buildings. How nice for him to be able to reclaim this space.
I envision the future of his workshop so much more easily today after only just a ittle more than ONE hour of work. I can see the expanse of floor as you enter and I can see the possibilities. I remember working alongside my father in this space and with cleared space (and therefore fewer places for rodents to congregate) I see my son and my nephews beside their Granda enjoying (supervised) play with the small hatchet, hammer and fretsaws of my childhood.
I hope this inspires you to strike whioe the iron's hot and reclaim your spaces.
This morning after the first night of sleeping through for my two year old, I awoke refreshed and ready for the day and Bundle and I let Daddy have a rare lie in while we headed to the other end of the apartment for morning play and breakfast. At the still early (for me) time of half nine, Hubs arose and headed out of doors to move around some of the outdoor planters so we could reposition the bins and our age old sharpening stone (still the best way to sharpen a knife that I know). Once dressed I carried Bundle out to join his Daddy and this, still fleecy-pyjama-clad, Mama started a load of laundry and then struck while the iron was hot and got stuck in to helping tidy up the yard area while Hubby hit the shower before work.
With Bundle playing happily with his toy lawnmower and carrying kindling (small sticks) around the place, I gathered up plastic buckets and plant pots and odds and sods strewn around the place with the idea that I would pile them up in my Dad's workshop that is Granda's (hoarder-tastic, layer-upon-layer, rat-frequented) workshop.
There was no floor to step onto as I slid open the door despite my having spent twenty minutes on it last week so I had to climb on top of other things as I found a place to add safely to the piles already there. This led to my rolling up my sleeves and starting at the door to clear the obvious rubbish.
I all but filled our wheelie bin with: gardening/work gloves with holes in; plastic bags that have been mouse/rat nibbled or ripped; scraps of sodden carpet; broken plant pots and containers; water bottles, milk jugs and yoghurt pots that if needed can be easily replaced; packaging that is now beyond reuse; and broken this and that and the other.
Scraps of wood that seem too small/sodden to be useful were added to the woodpile outside. Bags of newspapers and compostibles made it to the appropriate recycling bins. Whilst newspapers are usually firelighters for my parents there was a huge glut and keeping these was just hoarding especially as they had become wet and are also easily replaced (my Hubby reads our local rag each week and my Dad our regional one at the weekend).
An old (cheap and broken) telephone table was added to the firewood pile, as was an old past-repair rattan chair. A broken toolbox had a salvageable segmented tray removed from it for cleaning, whilst a gardening trug was also appropriated from the mess which with a minor repair will prove useful as I seek to make this a useable, calm space for my father, one that may actually be organised enough to allow the rest of us to find things we need too.
My father like myself suffers from depression and low concentration, poor memory and disorganised, overly cluttered spaces do nothing to help us. Unfortunately whilst I struggle with decluttering my own belongings, my Dad just can't. We have learned that the gently gently gets us (and him) nowhere and it is better to simply do what we can without him and try to engage him once some progress has been made. I know this undertaking of decluttering, tidying and organising the workshop (and then the many other outbuildings) will be a painful arduous process but the end result will allow my father greater use of the things he owns and of the tools and woodcrafts he enjoys.
I see a workshop emptied of everything, cleaned, made increasingly rodent-proof with better (and increased) lighting (cleaning the rooflight would make a huge difference alone). A sanded and repainted door and lintel, an epoxy painted floor for easy clean-up, whitewashed walls for increased light. The storage already in place, used better, smarter; afixed to the walls but up off the floor (for easier clean-up once again) with a place for everything and everything in its place. Continued use of wall-hanging as storage for frequently used tools, with the outline of the tool drawn right on the wall so that anyone could put things away. Lidded clear glass jars (of which I have many, also an easily gatherable form of storage) so smaller items (different sized nails, screws etc.) can be gathered like with like, easily seen from without and "handy."
Handy is my Dad's one requirement for everything - I want to show him that handy and tidy/organised/put away go hand-in-hand and that when things are put away in their defined space, they are handy to find each and every time you need them.
Letting go will be incrdibly difficult for my Dad but hopefully with our support he will have a workshop to be proud of but more importantly one he can work IN. Of late he goes in to find (if he can) what he needs and then works outside or in other buildings. How nice for him to be able to reclaim this space.
I envision the future of his workshop so much more easily today after only just a ittle more than ONE hour of work. I can see the expanse of floor as you enter and I can see the possibilities. I remember working alongside my father in this space and with cleared space (and therefore fewer places for rodents to congregate) I see my son and my nephews beside their Granda enjoying (supervised) play with the small hatchet, hammer and fretsaws of my childhood.
I hope this inspires you to strike whioe the iron's hot and reclaim your spaces.
Wednesday (oops Thursday) Weigh-in #9
ATM - The mini goal for this past week was to LOSE MORE! Check (a day late since I completely forgot).
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
Jan.15 - 13 st 4 lbs (186 lbs)
Jan.22 - 13 st 5 lbs (187 lbs)
Jan.29 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
Feb.5 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
Feb.13 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Feb.19 - 13 st 8 lbs (190 lbs)
Feb.27 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
This week's mini-goal is to really buckle under with the walks and the not eating so heartily of the sweets and the chocolate and all the other food. More importantly to actually be more active in my day-to-day living: more standing less sitting; more active play with Bundle as oppposed to watching from the sidelines; outdoor work (clearing away leaves and general tidying and decluttering of the outdoor spaces around the farm); making more trips around the house putting things away rather than making piles and fewer trips; not forgetting some crazy dancing with my baby boy.
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
Jan.15 - 13 st 4 lbs (186 lbs)
Jan.22 - 13 st 5 lbs (187 lbs)
Jan.29 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
Feb.5 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
Feb.13 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Feb.19 - 13 st 8 lbs (190 lbs)
Feb.27 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
This week's mini-goal is to really buckle under with the walks and the not eating so heartily of the sweets and the chocolate and all the other food. More importantly to actually be more active in my day-to-day living: more standing less sitting; more active play with Bundle as oppposed to watching from the sidelines; outdoor work (clearing away leaves and general tidying and decluttering of the outdoor spaces around the farm); making more trips around the house putting things away rather than making piles and fewer trips; not forgetting some crazy dancing with my baby boy.
Friday, 21 February 2014
"Gratitude" Journal for February (Week Three)
Listing things daily for which I am grateful...
Sat. 15th
Plans, even when you don't follow them fully, they really increase focus and productivity.
Fresh air and the space to enjoy it. Sixteen times around my sister's house for a mile walk to blow the cobwebs off first thing in the morning.
Love: from and for God, from and for the Husband, the boy and the rest of the family and all my friends. I am loved and have love.
Sun. 16th
Laughing and how it brightens your whole outlook on life.
Listening to the laughter and chat between my Hubby and son.
Mon. 17th
Crafting, as a way of bringing friends together and creating a relaxed atmosphere and an overall calm.
Craic, the joy of togetherness and amicable chatter.
Daddy, having no anxiety as I wakked out the door, leaving a still awake but abed Bundle in the care of his beloved Daddy (I didn't even check my phone until I was leaving to come home again).
Tues. 18th
Chats with my sister T that start, continue and end happily.
Watching my son and four nephews play about.
Weds. 19th
Family playtime - going to the park en famille; watching Bundle climb up the block steps and stairs and slide down on his tummy "wheeee" and enjoying his chant of "three, four." Practising, always practising.
Hunger before meals and then the feeling of being sated not stuffed.
Thurs. 20th
Breastfeeding.
A husband who never says "that's not my responsibility/job" or "why would I want to do that" or "I don't want to" but instead provides and does and is so selfless for his friends and family. Love that man.
The chitter chatter of a two year old who wants to tell you about everything he's discovering and enjoying.
Fri. 21st
Hot chocolate - a sweet milky warming yum at the end of the day, the accompanying gooey marshmallows are just the icing on the cake.
The sweet sound of breathing, as two programmes made me think of infants beyond help today (news and documentary including an incident of SIDS), I can only revel in the loud snore-like breathing of my two-year-old in the bed abreast ours. A bliss-filled calming sound to this fractious still ever-anxious madre.
Giggles as my husband pulls the "last one in's a rotten egg" competition as we retire to bed and I win - still wearing my slippers and unable to speak as I laugh so hard :) LOVE that man.
Sat. 15th
Plans, even when you don't follow them fully, they really increase focus and productivity.
Fresh air and the space to enjoy it. Sixteen times around my sister's house for a mile walk to blow the cobwebs off first thing in the morning.
Love: from and for God, from and for the Husband, the boy and the rest of the family and all my friends. I am loved and have love.
Sun. 16th
Laughing and how it brightens your whole outlook on life.
Listening to the laughter and chat between my Hubby and son.
Mon. 17th
Crafting, as a way of bringing friends together and creating a relaxed atmosphere and an overall calm.
Craic, the joy of togetherness and amicable chatter.
Daddy, having no anxiety as I wakked out the door, leaving a still awake but abed Bundle in the care of his beloved Daddy (I didn't even check my phone until I was leaving to come home again).
Tues. 18th
Chats with my sister T that start, continue and end happily.
Watching my son and four nephews play about.
Weds. 19th
Family playtime - going to the park en famille; watching Bundle climb up the block steps and stairs and slide down on his tummy "wheeee" and enjoying his chant of "three, four." Practising, always practising.
Hunger before meals and then the feeling of being sated not stuffed.
Thurs. 20th
Breastfeeding.
A husband who never says "that's not my responsibility/job" or "why would I want to do that" or "I don't want to" but instead provides and does and is so selfless for his friends and family. Love that man.
The chitter chatter of a two year old who wants to tell you about everything he's discovering and enjoying.
Fri. 21st
Hot chocolate - a sweet milky warming yum at the end of the day, the accompanying gooey marshmallows are just the icing on the cake.
The sweet sound of breathing, as two programmes made me think of infants beyond help today (news and documentary including an incident of SIDS), I can only revel in the loud snore-like breathing of my two-year-old in the bed abreast ours. A bliss-filled calming sound to this fractious still ever-anxious madre.
Giggles as my husband pulls the "last one in's a rotten egg" competition as we retire to bed and I win - still wearing my slippers and unable to speak as I laugh so hard :) LOVE that man.
Wednesday, 19 February 2014
Wednesday Weigh-in #8
ATM - The mini goal for this past week was to LOSE. Woohoo! Check.
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
Jan.15 - 13 st 4 lbs (186 lbs)
Jan.22 - 13 st 5 lbs (187 lbs)
Jan.29 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
Feb.5 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
Feb.13 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Feb.19 - 13 st 8 lbs (190 lbs)
This week's mini-goal is to...LOSE MORE!
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
Jan.15 - 13 st 4 lbs (186 lbs)
Jan.22 - 13 st 5 lbs (187 lbs)
Jan.29 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
Feb.5 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
Feb.13 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Feb.19 - 13 st 8 lbs (190 lbs)
This week's mini-goal is to...LOSE MORE!
Friday, 14 February 2014
"Gratitude" Journal for February (Week Two)
Listing things daily for which I am grateful...
Sat. 8th
Support, in the form of a husband who compliments my cooking and parenting; a friend who probes and arranges a catch-up chat; a son who gives hugs and kisses with gay abandon.
Educational entertainment and the many and varied documentaries for adults and children alike.
Sun. 9th
God's provision as news of our rent doubling thus removing our financial buffer arrives.
Playdate plans and Bundle having friends within our congregation.
Vouchers to dine out and enjoy a family meal with the extra of a bouncy castle for Bundle to enjoy (pre-dinner only of course).
A faithful husband, who works hard to provide for his family so that I can be at home with Bundle and who proffers his working a second job rather than a "me going out to work/childcare situation."
Mon. 10th
Vulnerability with friends who nurture you and rebuild you (rather than family who devalue such openess and your feelings). Support and love and chatter to lift your spirit.
Forgiveness from gorgeous little people who love you despite yourself but won't always and so determination to do better.
Tues. 11th
Older generations who fought for our freedom.
Free dental care for children.
Transport and petrol to go and visit my Granda and extended family.
A husband who gladly gives up his day off to drive me to nowhere and accompany me to visit my grumpy old grandfather.
Weds. 12th
Grandparents as babysitters to allow me to contribute to our family's finances without fears for our son.
Increased ability at talking for our little boy as he manages three word combinations (consistently saying "Hello Great-Granda" yesterday) helping out with poems (Mummy "Daddy" Uncle "Dick," went to "London," on a "stick," the stick "broke," what a "joke," Mummy "Daddy" Uncle "Dick") and rounds out songs with the occasional word input when we leave a gap for him to fill.
Thurs. 13th
A good education (home and school) that opened me up to new information, a love of knowledge and led me to continue to learn. Whether about the propaganda, persecution and censorship in North Korea or the resistance requiem oerformed during the Holocaust or the history of medicine or everyday science or the age of enlightenment or space travel and life in micro-gravity (all subjects I've learned about through recent documentaries) my education is continuing and I'm enjoying it.
Financial and budgeting know-how; I am always amazed at how God provides me with much information on a topic, often long before it is required (I suppose to allow for my very slow processing abilities and assimilation of/to new paradigms of thinking). I have a workable budget (barely but with a slight increase in my income and some cuts) worked out for us and a husband trusting me as we forge ahead.
Fri. 14th
Mum friends who are willing to open up about their real lives with their toddlers/babies and reassure me that all is well, this too shall pass, it really is just a stage, his development is right on track, I'm not (entirely) crazy and life is sweet.
A mum who taught me the basics of hostessing skills and allowed me plenty of opportunities to practise; making hospitality at times much less stressful.
Sat. 8th
Support, in the form of a husband who compliments my cooking and parenting; a friend who probes and arranges a catch-up chat; a son who gives hugs and kisses with gay abandon.
Educational entertainment and the many and varied documentaries for adults and children alike.
Sun. 9th
God's provision as news of our rent doubling thus removing our financial buffer arrives.
Playdate plans and Bundle having friends within our congregation.
Vouchers to dine out and enjoy a family meal with the extra of a bouncy castle for Bundle to enjoy (pre-dinner only of course).
A faithful husband, who works hard to provide for his family so that I can be at home with Bundle and who proffers his working a second job rather than a "me going out to work/childcare situation."
Mon. 10th
Vulnerability with friends who nurture you and rebuild you (rather than family who devalue such openess and your feelings). Support and love and chatter to lift your spirit.
Forgiveness from gorgeous little people who love you despite yourself but won't always and so determination to do better.
Tues. 11th
Older generations who fought for our freedom.
Free dental care for children.
Transport and petrol to go and visit my Granda and extended family.
A husband who gladly gives up his day off to drive me to nowhere and accompany me to visit my grumpy old grandfather.
Weds. 12th
Grandparents as babysitters to allow me to contribute to our family's finances without fears for our son.
Increased ability at talking for our little boy as he manages three word combinations (consistently saying "Hello Great-Granda" yesterday) helping out with poems (Mummy "Daddy" Uncle "Dick," went to "London," on a "stick," the stick "broke," what a "joke," Mummy "Daddy" Uncle "Dick") and rounds out songs with the occasional word input when we leave a gap for him to fill.
Thurs. 13th
A good education (home and school) that opened me up to new information, a love of knowledge and led me to continue to learn. Whether about the propaganda, persecution and censorship in North Korea or the resistance requiem oerformed during the Holocaust or the history of medicine or everyday science or the age of enlightenment or space travel and life in micro-gravity (all subjects I've learned about through recent documentaries) my education is continuing and I'm enjoying it.
Financial and budgeting know-how; I am always amazed at how God provides me with much information on a topic, often long before it is required (I suppose to allow for my very slow processing abilities and assimilation of/to new paradigms of thinking). I have a workable budget (barely but with a slight increase in my income and some cuts) worked out for us and a husband trusting me as we forge ahead.
Fri. 14th
Mum friends who are willing to open up about their real lives with their toddlers/babies and reassure me that all is well, this too shall pass, it really is just a stage, his development is right on track, I'm not (entirely) crazy and life is sweet.
A mum who taught me the basics of hostessing skills and allowed me plenty of opportunities to practise; making hospitality at times much less stressful.
Thursday, 13 February 2014
Wednesday Weigh-in #7
ATM - The mini goal for this past week was to LOSE as its own reward. I don't wanna talk about it.
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
Jan.15 - 13 st 4 lbs (186 lbs)
Jan.22 - 13 st 5 lbs (187 lbs)
Jan.29 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
Feb.5 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
Feb.13 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
This week's mini-goal is to...LOSE
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
Jan.15 - 13 st 4 lbs (186 lbs)
Jan.22 - 13 st 5 lbs (187 lbs)
Jan.29 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
Feb.5 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
Feb.13 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
This week's mini-goal is to...LOSE
Friday, 7 February 2014
"Gratitude" Journal for February (Week One)
Listing things daily for which I am grateful...
Sat. 1st
Mercy, given freely by God, still hard to accept at times abd something I need to get better at offering.
Food, its flavour and texture, ability to nourish and comfort and the One who created it.
Sun. 2nd
Literacy, the Bible and books - the Word and the ability to read it, to be given insight into God's heart for us and to be able to enjoy many other works, from the sublime to the ridiculous to Enid Blyton and everything being simply wizard!
Mon. 3rd
Electricity and the mighty on/off switch. An albeit brief powercut being a great reminder to be grateful for that which we so often take for granted. Trying to fry a gammon steak in the dark is not easy, but Hubs swears it was delicious.
Tues. 4th
Forgiveness, of sins and grievances and judgements and grumps. I screamed and shouted a lot today, I felt unforgiveable, but as I sobbed with my head leant against the oven door, my Bundle called out Mummy and ran in to give me a full-body hug and multiple kisses. My need to my forgive my sister for her letting me down notwithstanding, I am forgiven whether I feel worthy or not and tomorrow is another day.
Weds. 5th
Maps, using google maps to calculate mileage reminded me of a better route (country roads, avoiding traffic and traffic lights) from my MIL's to my student's home.
In-laws, who love my son dearly and happily help out to allow me to tutor for an hour; despite my dropping him off after a shorter than normal nap at the end of their long day minding their grand-daughter.
Thurs. 6th
Pockets of joy, a published blog post submission to Moodscope; a sudden burst of giggles from Bundle in the back seat during an errand; a loving husband and his desire for me even in these depths of despair and carrying far too much excess weight; cuddles and hugs; Bundle's sheer delight and joy at his milkies during the day and night - literally giggles of anticipation.
Enough and more than enough to just nip to the shops for shoes, socks, groceries and not worry about the total.
Fri. 7th
Grandparents, the love they demonstrate and the love my son has for them.
Chatter, the huge rise in his clarity and the number of words he says with regularity as well as his willingness to try out new ones and parrot back to you.
Development of awareness, his new awareness or at least ability to communicate that awareness of the world, time, other people and knowledge. Kangaroos, koalas and kookaburras are all from Oz. Who made you? Jesus. Who made the workds? Jesus (he can't really say God yet). Where are we going to? Tots or Church or Granny's... Were's Daddy? Work. Where's Nanny? Oz. Whe do we go on Fridays? Tots. Where do we go on Sundays? Church...and on and on it goes and it just delights us.
Sat. 1st
Mercy, given freely by God, still hard to accept at times abd something I need to get better at offering.
Food, its flavour and texture, ability to nourish and comfort and the One who created it.
Sun. 2nd
Literacy, the Bible and books - the Word and the ability to read it, to be given insight into God's heart for us and to be able to enjoy many other works, from the sublime to the ridiculous to Enid Blyton and everything being simply wizard!
Mon. 3rd
Electricity and the mighty on/off switch. An albeit brief powercut being a great reminder to be grateful for that which we so often take for granted. Trying to fry a gammon steak in the dark is not easy, but Hubs swears it was delicious.
Tues. 4th
Forgiveness, of sins and grievances and judgements and grumps. I screamed and shouted a lot today, I felt unforgiveable, but as I sobbed with my head leant against the oven door, my Bundle called out Mummy and ran in to give me a full-body hug and multiple kisses. My need to my forgive my sister for her letting me down notwithstanding, I am forgiven whether I feel worthy or not and tomorrow is another day.
Weds. 5th
Maps, using google maps to calculate mileage reminded me of a better route (country roads, avoiding traffic and traffic lights) from my MIL's to my student's home.
In-laws, who love my son dearly and happily help out to allow me to tutor for an hour; despite my dropping him off after a shorter than normal nap at the end of their long day minding their grand-daughter.
Thurs. 6th
Pockets of joy, a published blog post submission to Moodscope; a sudden burst of giggles from Bundle in the back seat during an errand; a loving husband and his desire for me even in these depths of despair and carrying far too much excess weight; cuddles and hugs; Bundle's sheer delight and joy at his milkies during the day and night - literally giggles of anticipation.
Enough and more than enough to just nip to the shops for shoes, socks, groceries and not worry about the total.
Fri. 7th
Grandparents, the love they demonstrate and the love my son has for them.
Chatter, the huge rise in his clarity and the number of words he says with regularity as well as his willingness to try out new ones and parrot back to you.
Development of awareness, his new awareness or at least ability to communicate that awareness of the world, time, other people and knowledge. Kangaroos, koalas and kookaburras are all from Oz. Who made you? Jesus. Who made the workds? Jesus (he can't really say God yet). Where are we going to? Tots or Church or Granny's... Were's Daddy? Work. Where's Nanny? Oz. Whe do we go on Fridays? Tots. Where do we go on Sundays? Church...and on and on it goes and it just delights us.
February Goals
Bible Study - finish Ruth across the three translations (KJV, NIV, CJB), begin to read through James
Black Dog Goals - to be in bed by half eleven, to rest well, to be busy/productive, to complete Moodscope
Blogging Goals - weekly weight-loss posts, diary posts and writing up my learning goal post for January
Bundle Goals - first time obedience, focused craft/drawing/singing/learning times, further independence in dressing
Catechism Goals - learn up to Q28 and review the first 25
Day Zero Goals - to maintain my lists, to follow them as I'm able, weekly portraits
Decluttering Goal - 360 items including January's total, mostly decluttering of emails, packing up donations, glass recycling (including decluttering excess jars), Mum's fridge and larder (write her a shopping list)
Eating Goal - less, less to no sweets, chocolate and desserts, more fruit and vegetables
Exercise Goals - six miles of measurable walking, moving more
Financial Goals - to sort out my NS&I accounts, to maintain good tax records and set aside for tithe and tax
Freerice.com Goal - 150,000 grains including January's total
Grooming Goal - cleanse, tone and apply nightcream weekly
Household Goals - clear the tops of the CODs in the bedroom and the nursery, pack away too small clothing (Bundle's), clean bathrooms
Learning Goal - thinking about and blogging about staying connected to loved ones
Marital Goal - have a planned ahead date night
Organising Goal - begin to organise the laundry/utility, handyman shelves and open shelving, Bundle's next two clothing sizes (cataloguing and listing glaring omissions), three drawer unit in the en-suite
Prayer Goal - to begin my day with prayer
Reading Goals - "third" and "fourth form" Malory Towers' books with Bundle, end of "SS" book, a chapter of "ten p's" with Hubby and fifty pages of "weaning" book
Relational Goals - email my parents, text my students, text Gerta, visit Granda, text Mimi, text A.Isa
Scripture Memory Goal - to reinstate daily Scripture memory work over breakfast/snack/dinner time
Social Goal - do something sociable once a week
Weight Goal - thirteen stone
Black Dog Goals - to be in bed by half eleven, to rest well, to be busy/productive, to complete Moodscope
Blogging Goals - weekly weight-loss posts, diary posts and writing up my learning goal post for January
Bundle Goals - first time obedience, focused craft/drawing/singing/learning times, further independence in dressing
Catechism Goals - learn up to Q28 and review the first 25
Day Zero Goals - to maintain my lists, to follow them as I'm able, weekly portraits
Decluttering Goal - 360 items including January's total, mostly decluttering of emails, packing up donations, glass recycling (including decluttering excess jars), Mum's fridge and larder (write her a shopping list)
Eating Goal - less, less to no sweets, chocolate and desserts, more fruit and vegetables
Exercise Goals - six miles of measurable walking, moving more
Financial Goals - to sort out my NS&I accounts, to maintain good tax records and set aside for tithe and tax
Freerice.com Goal - 150,000 grains including January's total
Grooming Goal - cleanse, tone and apply nightcream weekly
Household Goals - clear the tops of the CODs in the bedroom and the nursery, pack away too small clothing (Bundle's), clean bathrooms
Learning Goal - thinking about and blogging about staying connected to loved ones
Marital Goal - have a planned ahead date night
Organising Goal - begin to organise the laundry/utility, handyman shelves and open shelving, Bundle's next two clothing sizes (cataloguing and listing glaring omissions), three drawer unit in the en-suite
Prayer Goal - to begin my day with prayer
Reading Goals - "third" and "fourth form" Malory Towers' books with Bundle, end of "SS" book, a chapter of "ten p's" with Hubby and fifty pages of "weaning" book
Relational Goals - email my parents, text my students, text Gerta, visit Granda, text Mimi, text A.Isa
Scripture Memory Goal - to reinstate daily Scripture memory work over breakfast/snack/dinner time
Social Goal - do something sociable once a week
Weight Goal - thirteen stone
Wednesday, 5 February 2014
Wednesday Weigh-in #6
ATM - The mini goal for this past week was to lose or maintain, yay (said flatly). Emotionally not too good of late but I've decided to get better (HA). We shall see...
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
Jan.15 - 13 st 4 lbs (186 lbs)
Jan.22 - 13 st 5 lbs (187 lbs)
Jan.29 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
Feb.5 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
This week's mini-goal is to LOSE as its own reward.
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
Jan.15 - 13 st 4 lbs (186 lbs)
Jan.22 - 13 st 5 lbs (187 lbs)
Jan.29 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
Feb.5 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
This week's mini-goal is to LOSE as its own reward.
Wednesday, 29 January 2014
Wednesday Weigh-in #5
ATM - The mini goal for this past week was to lose something, anything so of course I gained two pounds. Not a surprise considering the copious amounts of sweets that I ate this week. It was a no good very bad week and therefore so was my diet.
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
Jan.15 - 13 st 4 lbs (186 lbs)
Jan.22 - 13 st 5 lbs (187 lbs)
Jan.29 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
This week's mini goal is to lose or maintain and you know survive.
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
Jan.15 - 13 st 4 lbs (186 lbs)
Jan.22 - 13 st 5 lbs (187 lbs)
Jan.29 - 13 st 7 lbs (189 lbs)
This week's mini goal is to lose or maintain and you know survive.
Wednesday, 22 January 2014
Wednesday Weigh-in #4
ATM - Up and down and emotional eating, tired and eating sugars to compensate. No exercise. Unsurprisingly a gain...still disappointing though.
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
Jan.15 - 13 st 4 lbs (186 lbs)
Jan.22 - 13 st 5 lbs (187 lbs)
This week's mini goal is to lose something, anything...
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
Jan.15 - 13 st 4 lbs (186 lbs)
Jan.22 - 13 st 5 lbs (187 lbs)
This week's mini goal is to lose something, anything...
Wednesday, 15 January 2014
Wednesday Weight-in #3
ATM - there has been no more exercise beyond walking around Ikea :) and no ket up in the chocolate consumption (I think the house is almost empty of the stuff). Mood has been very changeable with very low lows so I certainly haven't felt up to much but I was encouraged to see another loss and another mini-goal met.
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
Jan.15 - 13 st 4 lbs (186 lbs)
This week's mini goal is to lose another two pounds, a "healthy" weight-loss so "they" say and half-way to my next "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal.More Some effort may actually be required;)
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
Jan.15 - 13 st 4 lbs (186 lbs)
This week's mini goal is to lose another two pounds, a "healthy" weight-loss so "they" say and half-way to my next "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal.
Wednesday, 8 January 2014
Wednesday Weigh-in #2
ATM - not eating any better and still at zero exercise, not a good week - weather-wise, sleep-wise or mood-wise. I did take a slightly longer route back (through the park) to the car on my return from my podiatry appointment, big whoop! My aim for this week was to lose three pounds and woohoo! little effort and rather less chocolate (though still far more than the average bear) and I hit it with bells on (i.e. I weighed myself after I got dressed).
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
So first "ThingsIWannaDoList" goal met as well as this week's mini-goal.
Had a mile walk this morning so I've already startted off this week right and this week's mini goal is to lose another two pounds, the Christmas chocolate is almost gone and I WILL eat less and move more, here's hoping.
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Second "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone even (182 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
Jan.8 - 13 st 6 lbs (188 lbs)
So first "ThingsIWannaDoList" goal met as well as this week's mini-goal.
Had a mile walk this morning so I've already startted off this week right and this week's mini goal is to lose another two pounds, the Christmas chocolate is almost gone and I WILL eat less and move more, here's hoping.
Wednesday, 1 January 2014
Wednesday Weigh-in #1
ATM - not eating very well, plenty of the good but far too much of the bad, zero exercise
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
This week my mini-goal is to lose three pounds, which will also help me meet my first full goal - I will still be eating the Christmas chocolates ;) but I also hope to begin a better regime of walking a mile a day (for starters but also weather permitting as I'm a total wuss and today was just horrible and so didn't happen), eating less of the loverly choccy et al and just generally eating less, moving more. It will help that I'll usually weigh-in first thing Wednesdays in a born free style of dress, today's weigh-in was sponsored by half-past-ten-at-night-after-an-unhealthy-eating-day-and-a-family-dinner-out-of-almost-a-whole-Hawaiian-pizza-with-mushrooms-(yummy)-whilst--wearing-my-new-Christmas-fleecy-jim-jams-socks-and-slippers :) so setting a reasonably low bar I am hoping for a successful first week to set me off on this (not again) journey of weight-loss.
First "ThingsIWannaDoList" Goal - Lose weight to reach thirteen stone seven (189 lbs)
Jan.1 - 13 st 9 lbs (191 lbs)
This week my mini-goal is to lose three pounds, which will also help me meet my first full goal - I will still be eating the Christmas chocolates ;) but I also hope to begin a better regime of walking a mile a day (for starters but also weather permitting as I'm a total wuss and today was just horrible and so didn't happen), eating less of the loverly choccy et al and just generally eating less, moving more. It will help that I'll usually weigh-in first thing Wednesdays in a born free style of dress, today's weigh-in was sponsored by half-past-ten-at-night-after-an-unhealthy-eating-day-and-a-family-dinner-out-of-almost-a-whole-Hawaiian-pizza-with-mushrooms-(yummy)-whilst--wearing-my-new-Christmas-fleecy-jim-jams-socks-and-slippers :) so setting a reasonably low bar I am hoping for a successful first week to set me off on this (not again) journey of weight-loss.
New Year, New Leaf, New(-ish) Goals...2014.Journal.Jan.1
It's January first and I'm still finishing out the many many goals and to do lists and well they are neverending and totally acheievable if I've a mind to it. If I've a mind?!
I'm tired after a few nights of less sleep and an up-and-down sorry for his-self baby with a bit of a dose. I've hardly seen my husband despite his being off and right now as I type, he is sat in the living room enjoying the new episode of Sherlock that I've been sooooo looking forward to while I am posting, sat up in bed with a snotty, tossy-turny baby failing to get over to sleep in his toddler bed next to ours (where he will no doubt finish out the night, assuming he ever starts it). Bliss, joy and thank goodness for iplayer.
So new year, new goals, new, new, new and yet nothing new under the sun and still the same old life and day-to-days and the same old body needing rejuvenated and downsized and definitely remoulded and redressed. The same wackadoodle mind and alas the same temperament despite two instances of very unusually calm me - Hubby obliterated my new (got it for Christmas) bottle of perfume and then sweet darling son who is NOT ALLOWED to play with Mummy's phone, picked it up, dropped it and well it does still work in all instances but the screen is shattered and rough (though a screen cover sorted that problem out) and doesn't allow for easy viewing of texts, emails etc. I didn't flinch even though as far as I was concerned, this was to be my phone for another two months. Hubby checked, I'm eligible for an early upgrade in ONE WEEK (he isn't until July bless him). Woo-hoo! New phone and I kept my temper!!!
Baby sleeping or should I say snoring and snorting!
We did share a lovely family meal out this evening (settled, quiet and reasonably obedient baby who ate okay and two loved up parents, mwah). Pizza and veg for the babe and myself. Thanks Mama for a great Christmas gift!
In wonderful brainwave style there will now follow a "my day in six words" and one for everyday of January thereafter (I hope):
FOOD AND LOVE SHARED FREELY HERE
I'm tired after a few nights of less sleep and an up-and-down sorry for his-self baby with a bit of a dose. I've hardly seen my husband despite his being off and right now as I type, he is sat in the living room enjoying the new episode of Sherlock that I've been sooooo looking forward to while I am posting, sat up in bed with a snotty, tossy-turny baby failing to get over to sleep in his toddler bed next to ours (where he will no doubt finish out the night, assuming he ever starts it). Bliss, joy and thank goodness for iplayer.
So new year, new goals, new, new, new and yet nothing new under the sun and still the same old life and day-to-days and the same old body needing rejuvenated and downsized and definitely remoulded and redressed. The same wackadoodle mind and alas the same temperament despite two instances of very unusually calm me - Hubby obliterated my new (got it for Christmas) bottle of perfume and then sweet darling son who is NOT ALLOWED to play with Mummy's phone, picked it up, dropped it and well it does still work in all instances but the screen is shattered and rough (though a screen cover sorted that problem out) and doesn't allow for easy viewing of texts, emails etc. I didn't flinch even though as far as I was concerned, this was to be my phone for another two months. Hubby checked, I'm eligible for an early upgrade in ONE WEEK (he isn't until July bless him). Woo-hoo! New phone and I kept my temper!!!
Baby sleeping or should I say snoring and snorting!
We did share a lovely family meal out this evening (settled, quiet and reasonably obedient baby who ate okay and two loved up parents, mwah). Pizza and veg for the babe and myself. Thanks Mama for a great Christmas gift!
In wonderful brainwave style there will now follow a "my day in six words" and one for everyday of January thereafter (I hope):
FOOD AND LOVE SHARED FREELY HERE
Monday, 21 October 2013
Day 21 - Miss Saboteur
It happens with every goal I aim for, every plan of attack, every attempt to change my ways; at some point I sabotage myself.
It might be a slow sneaking back to old ways, after all, old habits die hard. It might be allowing myself to fall off the wagon once and then twice and then finding it hard to climb back aboard; or just not bothering. It may just be outright quitting or a spectacular "fall from grace" or a plan to fail.
It is the sinful nature exerting itself, the call of the familiar or the "easier" path. It is choosing the "what I want right now" over the "what I want." It is seeking comfort in the old, the familiar, the food I gorge on, the TV/book/blog that allows me to zone out; instead of doing the next thing, instead of seeking and finding comfort from the One from whom comfort and peace flow.
So many times I've given up, walked away or not even tried.
I am in a period of struggling once more and I have been/am sabotaging myself.
I've been sitting up too late which has more than likely added to my insomnia. I've been slow to get started in the morning. I've been prioritising my time very poorly. I've been letting my emotions and tiredness get the best of me.
We have been busy which has put extra emphasis on the need to prioritise in order to get the basics done and at the same time I've been continually adding more and more challenges (on my sister blog) without thinking about when or where I can fit in these additional activities. I need to take a couple of days while my Hubby is away to really think through all that I have to do and to lay out how I can best fit things in and which tasks should take priority on a busy day.
I think my Cleaning Schedule needs to be prioritised and up until now I've really not been taking it seriously. My (small) efforts have paid off, but really a little more foresight, planning and effort would improve my success at these tasks immensely.
So with a heavy heart over the copious amounts of rubbish I've just consumed and the little work I have today achieved, I shall to bed. Goodnight.
It might be a slow sneaking back to old ways, after all, old habits die hard. It might be allowing myself to fall off the wagon once and then twice and then finding it hard to climb back aboard; or just not bothering. It may just be outright quitting or a spectacular "fall from grace" or a plan to fail.
It is the sinful nature exerting itself, the call of the familiar or the "easier" path. It is choosing the "what I want right now" over the "what I want." It is seeking comfort in the old, the familiar, the food I gorge on, the TV/book/blog that allows me to zone out; instead of doing the next thing, instead of seeking and finding comfort from the One from whom comfort and peace flow.
So many times I've given up, walked away or not even tried.
I am in a period of struggling once more and I have been/am sabotaging myself.
I've been sitting up too late which has more than likely added to my insomnia. I've been slow to get started in the morning. I've been prioritising my time very poorly. I've been letting my emotions and tiredness get the best of me.
We have been busy which has put extra emphasis on the need to prioritise in order to get the basics done and at the same time I've been continually adding more and more challenges (on my sister blog) without thinking about when or where I can fit in these additional activities. I need to take a couple of days while my Hubby is away to really think through all that I have to do and to lay out how I can best fit things in and which tasks should take priority on a busy day.
I think my Cleaning Schedule needs to be prioritised and up until now I've really not been taking it seriously. My (small) efforts have paid off, but really a little more foresight, planning and effort would improve my success at these tasks immensely.
So with a heavy heart over the copious amounts of rubbish I've just consumed and the little work I have today achieved, I shall to bed. Goodnight.
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