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Lost treasures



I can’t find anything. Everything is everywhere… most of my stuff is at the new house, some is at the old house, and I can’t find a blessed thing. Boxes are everywhere and neither Paul nor I can remember what all is in what box.

But! There is a really cool plus to moving. YOU FIND STUFF! Stuff that you didn’t know about or forgot you had or knew you had but forgot where you put it. One of the neat things I’ve found was this little instruction piece regarding making Nathan’s breakfast when he was probably about 7 or 8 months old. That was around the time he was having weight gain issues and his doctor was working with us to fatten him up.

So for his breakfast back then (four years ago… can you believe it??), I would first breastfeed him. The we’d make him some oatmeal, but instead of using water, we’d use infant formula and add some banana baby food for all the extra calories. In fact, I remember when we’d go grocery shopping and get baby food, we’d read the labels and get whatever had the most calories.


I am SO glad we got past that and Nathan is a big, tall, healthy and by no means underweight four-year-old. Hopefully, John won’t have weight gain issues like Nathan did, but at the rate that baby is eating and growing, I doubt that will be an issue!


The aftermath of Halloween


Since Nathan didn’t want to eat his Halloween candy, Paul and I decided to take on the task of consuming it ourselves. You know, so it wouldn’t go to waste and all that. So over the last two days, we snacked gorged on the entire bag. (In our defense, it was a small bag and was only 1/4 full… and I tried to entice Nathan into eating some but hey, if the kid doesn’t want sugar, I’m not gonna complain about it!) We don’t eat a lot of candy, but when we do, we don’t joke around! It was delicious. There was a lot of candy in there that reminded me of the times I went trick-or-treating as a kid. Smarty’s… tootsie rolls… airheads… bubble gum… jawbreakers… M&M’s… all that deliciousness. All those calories.

Maybe I shouldn’t have eaten all that after all…

Then again, it just makes me work out even harder at the gym!

I’ve only gained a pound from my gluttony. That’s not bad at all. I think it’s because muscle burns calories more efficiently than fat, and since I’ve been working out like an animal for a number of months now, I’ve built up a decent amount of muscle. Therefore when I do decide to splurge, I don’t gain 5-10 pounds like I used to before I started being more healthy. So bring on the holidays!


On a Walk


And enjoying the beautiful Spring weather!

Ignore that random number you see there. Date-stamps do not work well with photo editing, and quite frankly I don’t feel like undertaking the tedious task of erasing it and repairing the photo. Unless there is some shortcut I am unaware of, I’d rather just leave a date there. Even if it’s partial.

Can you see my sunburn?  I had taken Nathan to the park the previous day and silly me forgot to put sunscreen on us. I got sunburned. Nathan, on the other hand, tanned.  I’m glad he doesn’t have my fair skin… I never tan! Never. I just burn and peel…

And oh! Since the above picture was taken, I’ve lost 5 pounds! I’ve been working out 4x a week for months now, but I wasn’t seeing the results I’ve been wanting to see. So I reviewed my diet, made a few modifications (such as eliminating my 1 or 2 soft drinks a day and drinking more water), kicked my workouts up a notch, and the weight is finally starting to come off. I’m super excited to get back down to my pre-pregnancy size… It’s been long enough, and I am going to work my butt off (yes, pun intended) until I get there.


It’s no wonder I gain weight during the holiday season


What a weekend!

First, Paul and I celebrated our second wedding anniversary this weekend. It was great! We had such a fantastic time… Nice dinner, playing pool, and just spending time together. Nathan was able to spend the night with Paul’s mom, so that was wonderful. Don’t get me wrong, Nathan is a great little guy (I seriously couldn’t ask for better) but every so often, I am desperate for some peace-and-quiet.

In fact, I enjoyed myself so much this weekend that it’s no surprise that I gained a few pounds.

And Paul’s birthday is coming up! So I’ve been doing lots of Christmas shopping, birthday shopping, present wrapping, chocolate eating, money spending, card writing for the past few days. And let me tell you, dealing with the general public this time of year is draining. Why can’t people just be NICE? I mean, it’s Christmas, after all. Will it kill them to reciprocate a smile when I smile at them? Or not cut me off in traffic?

Good thing Santa really isn’t real or else what about 90% of the population around where I live would be getting lumps of coal for Christmas

Better yet, I’ll take all those lumps of coal  myself and deliver them personally and individually, right at their heads. And then I’ll take those bloody lumps of coal back home and keep them as souvenirs. That way the next time someone is rude to me, I can get a secret feeling of evil satisfaction knowing that the last person who was rude to me got a lump of coal thrown at their head.

I’m totally kidding.

Ok not really. Well actually, yes I am kidding. Sorta. Mostly. I mean, I would never actually harm someone, ever, but sometimes it feels great to pretend like I am capable.

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