Emotional Eater

Since I started on my weight-loss venture about 3 months ago, I have lost 23 pounds.  The only bad thing about that is, I don't know how long I can keep it off when I am such an emotional eater.  If I am sad or stressed, I eat.  If I am happy (celebrating), I eat.  If I am anxious about something, I snack...does anyone else see a bad pattern here?

Feelin' Like Pooh

I missed my run this morning.  Jack was up before 5:00 and was hungry.  By the time he ate and fell back asleep, I lost my motivation to get dressed for running and decided to snuggle him instead.  I told myself that I would run later.  Well, I should know better.  I knew that I had a dentist appointment this afternoon and then had to go to the store for food.  I also knew that Josh would be home late because he had conferences.  It wasn't news that I had the kids alone and it was bath night for both of them (of which, Joslynn pooped in).  So, by the time I fed Jack once again and strategically left him to nap while I put Joslynn to bed, it was already 8:20 and there were still dishes to be done, toys to be picked up and homework to do.  I missed my run this evening too, but I'm sure you guessed that by now.  I hate missing a workout; it makes me feel like pooh.  So, I'm blogging in its place.

Anticipation

I was so excited about my 100th blog that I wrote it this past weekend.  I am so envious of everyone else's "100's" and I was spurred especially by Kelli's recent accomplishment of her 100th blog.  I guess I was just in a writing mood!  Sadly, it will be a while until you can all read it since I am still just approaching 60 right now.  I need to be better about blogging on a more regular (daily) basis.  I just need more time!

Money is the Devil!

I hate money.  Although, if the gods of fate are listening, I'd still like to win the lottery.  When it comes to having to worry about money though, it truly is the devil.

Evolving Thanks

Its interesting to think back at what I may have been thankful for in the past and how that all evolves and changes as years pass and your life takes different paths.  This year I am especially thankful for the following:

• Josh, a man who loves me pregnant belly or not, with or without makeup, and despite all of my weird habits and quirks.
• My daughter, Joslynn, a spit-fire of energy and sweetness all rolled into a tiny little person whom I love more every day.
• My son, Jackson, a laid-back little flirt who loves smiles, and snuggles and completely tolerates his older sister's antics.
• My family, especially my mom for all of her delicious food that I will put in my belly on Thursday.
• My home, although we are already outgrowing it, it gets the job done.
• Showers--ah, showers.  I LOVE being clean.  I have cherished every showering moment since my return to civilization nearly 4 years ago.
• My bed.  It is so comfortable and lets me rest so well, although I would like to spend more time there.
• My job.  Each day is a new challenge that will keep my mind sharp.  I love the people I work with; they make tough days (weeks) bearable.
• My students.  We all have those fantastic students who see you as a person, who greet you in the morning, say goodbye in the afternoon, ask about your weekend, and wish you well for your holidays--they make my job worth the stressfulness of being broke.
• Tony Horton--he's the guy in my favorite workout videos.  He motivates me and makes me feel like a million bucks!
• Fruit! 
• Laughter
• Smiles
• Hugs
• Dark chocolate...shh!...don't tell Tony.

I don't make pie...

I don't make pie...but I do have two cutie-pies!

I have some recent pictures of my incredibly adorable children!

The headless man with the vacuum cleaner is my husband.  Joslynn has her little popper machine, which she thinks is a vacuum as well.

Jackson loves to smile!  What more can I ask for?

Joslynn thought she'd be cute by hiding half way under our bed--she was right, she is cute. 

More pictures coming soon to a blog near you!

Juggling

This picture represents a typical day when I have both of the kids by myself.  I am usually trying to entertain one while I feed the other; this is just the first time anyone else is around to capture the picture.