All Smiles In The Big Boy Bed

Several months back, Jamie moved out of the crib and into a bed.  Since he was new the world of beds without bars, we put it on the floor so that it was more at his level and less intimidating.  It’s been that way ever since even though we had a bed frame ready to go for him.

I’ve been meaning to get the frame out and get him into an honest to goodness bed but I just didn’t get around to it.  I wanted to give him a few months of the on-the-floor set up to get used to the whole thing and a few months turned into 6 months.

Today I finally hauled it out, cleaned it up, carried it upstairs, and set up the bed.  This was my bed when I was a kid and aside from the fact that I misplaced the bed knobs (I assume they’ll turn up eventually, I know I’ve seen them), the bed is still in great shape.  Jamie was thrilled.

Climbing up…

On top of the world looking down on creation…

Happiest kid on the block
Lifting his 36 lb bulk out of bed each morning just got a whole lot easier.

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Starting Over

I’m stalled out on this weight loss thing.  I lost about 15 pounds and then just parked it there.  I’d go up, I’d go down, I’d inch a little bit further down and then it all went straight to hell.

I’ve had a bad few weeks with Weight Watchers.  Much of it is my own fault.  I’ve gone for weigh-in but not stayed for meeting or just skipped altogether.  I haven’t been following the program as diligently as I should – I haven’t been putting me first enough to do it.  I spend my down time on my ass instead of getting a little exercise first.

As far as the food goes?  Oh dear.  It’s not good.  My stress level has been high for a number of reasons and I find myself eating all kinds of thing I shouldn’t.  Donuts keep appearing in my house.  No, I’m not buying them but they sneak in and I have a very hard time saying no – especially at the end of a long, stressful day when all I want to do is eat carbs until I pop.  Yummy, delicious carbs.

In short, I’m slacking.

So, I went to weigh-in this last night and I stayed for meeting.  I gained 2 pounds but that was actually a victory because I expected it to be at least three.  Meeting helped me to recenter myself about what I need to be doing and I realized that I’m putting everything else ahead of this one thing I’m trying to do for myself.  It’s just as important as doing the dishes or cleaning up the toys or supervising homework.

With that in mind, I started today with a new attitude, a new outlook, and a determination to be stronger than my cravings.

Today was a good day.

I tracked every single thing I ate.  I even had lunch with a friend and the food was point-heavy but delicious.  I took that into account and ate a much lighter dinner.  Also, because Thursdays are one of my days without kids, I took a 2.42 mile walk after I got home from lunch.  The weather was perfect and I couldn’t resist getting out in it.  I pushed myself farther than I normally do and it felt great.

Between exercise and careful points management, I ate my exact daily points target today without touching my extra weekly points (which I’ll probably dip into while watching a bit of TV).  I got all my fruits and vegetables in as well all my dairy and all my water.  I ate a very balanced diet today.

I’m starting over and it feels good.

Banana Chocolate Chip Muffins

Got some bananas getting old?  Want a tasty way to use them that’s easy on your diet?  Read on, friends.

Banana Chocolate Chip Muffins
1 3/4 c. all-purpose flour
1/2 c. sugar
1 TBSP. baking powder
1/2 tsp. salt
1/2 tsp. cinnamon
3/4 c. mini chocolate chips
1 large egg
1/4 c. vegetable oil
1/4 c. skim milk
2 large bananas
1 tsp. vanilla

1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees.
2. Place bananas in a bowl and mash.
3. In a separate bowl, measure and add dry ingredients (flour through chocolate chips).  Stir to mix.  Add egg, oil, milk, bananas, and vanilla.  Stir well to mix.
4.  Spray a mini-muffin pan with Baker’s Pam and fill cups 2/3 full with batter.  Bake 9 to 10 minutes until a toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean.  Repeat process until batter is gone.

Makes approx. 48 mini-muffins.

The best parts about this recipe are a) my kids love them and gobble them up and b) they are only 1 Weight Watchers point per muffin.  So, you can scale your serving size based on your points allowance.

Also, they’re delicious.

You can certainly make this in a regular or even jumbo sized muffin tin, just bake them longer – keep checking to make sure you don’t burn them.  I just like the mini ones because they’re kid sized and they help me keep my portions under control.

Enjoy!

Blue Belt

It’s the time again folks – time for belt test.

This time around Liam was testing for his blue belt.  As with previous tests he was well prepared with knowing his pattern.

Then, sparring (Liam on the left):

And finally, after all the questions, answers, demonstrations, and speeches from the Master, he was awarded his belt.

Way to go, kiddo!  Keep it up!

I Wore The Dress

Several months ago I blogged about a dress that I bought. It’s been months and progress has been slow but I can finally wear that dress.

Last night Scot and I went out to dinner for our anniversary and I donned my flippy blue dress for the occasion.  I don’t look like a dress form so it doesn’t fit me like it fits a dress form.  But it does fit.

So here’s the proof:

I swear I didn’t look that frumpy in person.

Ten

Ten years ago today I married Scot.

Every time I think about it, this comes to mind:

Ten years have flown past.  When we first got married, we talked about our 10th anniversary as if it were the distant future.  Now, it’s here and our wedding does not seem like the distant past.  But somehow, we’ve gone from this:

To this:
We have two wonderful, gorgeous, amazing kids that make our lives both crazy and awesome (awesomely crazy?).  Our family seems “just right” because of them.
We have each other.  It’s where we started this journey and it’s ultimately where we’ll end up after the kids are grown.  There isn’t anyone else I’d rather take the journey with.  
I love you, Scot.  Happy Anniversary.