Posted on | October 29, 2009 | 19 Comments
nine zero.
that is how much weight Scot and myself have shed since Harper was born, almost one year ago (363 days to be exact). at the time, i didn’t even notice he was putting on weight. but how can one not put on weight when their hormonal wife insists on going to baskin robins nightly. NIGHTLY. because she neeeeeds her coffee icecream in a sugar cone. unless it was one of the nights that she needed a heath blizzard, extra heath (except i still totally order that and he gets soooo bent out of shape when he has to order it at the drive through because lets’ face it, it sounds kinda fat).
once i was coming out of my Harper induced haze (that’d be postpartum), he informed me that it was not ok for him to be buying a size 40 jean and that he “got fat” while i was pregnant. it wasn’t until months later (after he started dropping the weight) that i really noticed how much he had gained when i looked back at photos. turns out he was the heaviest he’d ever been. i had gained about 35 pounds with my pregnancy, pretty much all of which was in the last 3 months (yikes). seriously though, the BR chick knew us. for reals.
the other day Scot informs me he hit a new low (because he has been losing weight like a maniac for the past 8 months). 185 pounds.
a) this means he’s lost 50 pounds.
b) that is what i weighed the day i had Harper.
combined with the 40 lbs i’ve lost since she came along, i’d say we have done pretttty good. of course, he lost all actual fat while i got to push 7.5 out in the form of a cuddly cute newborn, not to mention all the um, stuff, that comes along with it but whatever! i worked hard, too!
as much as i hate to shame myself (and possibly piss off my hub) by putting our “fat” picture on the interweb, i hafta so you can see the difference.
december 31st, 2008
october 11, 2009
i’m not even going to front: i’m proud of us.
Posted on | August 1, 2009 | 4 Comments
1. cut banana in half, mash one half and feed to your baby, eat the other half.
2. be so busy you forget to eat lunch, so heat up the cold coffee from your husbands morning pot (or pour over ice if it’s sweltering outside).
3. chase baby, pick baby up, place back in appropriate place, repeat. 16,309 repetitions a day oughtta do it.
4. by dinner your stomach is so shrunken from not eating, you can’t eat a whole meal.
5. make sure the outside temp is between 90-100 so you sweat alllllll day.
*these statements have not been evaluated by the food and drug administration. this product does not treat, prevent or cure any diseases.
Posted on | June 18, 2009 | 7 Comments
i hate to toot my own horn, but this is MY blog and if i feel proud of myself, it’s my prerogative as far as i’m concerned so TOOT TOOT! obv, the first picture is funny because holy COW, i was about to pop. but the difference between the second and third are what i’m most stoked about. i get down on myself sometimes because i can’t see the progress, so i went to compare the last pics i took at the beginning of may (so glad i took them!) and i can for sure see the difference. not only are my arms thinner, my tummy a bit flatter and my love handles dissapearing, but our room is way messier, so that must mean i am busy out walking or eating healthy. :]
no more muffin top for this mama! i am officially under 150 (barely, but i don’t give a hoot, i’ve been battling that goal for weeeeeeks now) and fitting in to some very old jeans in my closet. i feel great and love walking everyday with harper and my mom. go me, toot toot, pat on my own back, TADA, TYVM and goodnight.
Posted on | June 15, 2009 | 8 Comments
a week or so ago i signed up for meetup.com, a site that helps people find other people to well, meet up with. my friend Natalie suggested it to find some mama/baby groups in the area. i found one that sounded great and was for pierce county moms. basically a chick started this group, so you have to give info about you and your baby and then you can “join”.
i literally just got an email with the following:
Your request to join 20-Something Moms of Pierce County was declined.
The person who declined your request, Dawn, said:
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No Response —————————————————————-
seriously, Dawn? you’re going to deny me access to your super rad coffee dates and zoo trips with no knowledge of who i am or who my child is, and then not even give reason? Dawn’s a B. that’s cool, guess i’ll just continue my own playdates, also known as ‘trips to target’.
so anyways, the H monster is doing all sorts of crazy stuff this week! first, she full on pulled herself up onto her knees using scots legs for leverage, and then looked at us all sorts of proud of herself. her 2 teeth are half way out and today she officially got up on her hands and knees and started rocking back and forth. gah. what is happening to my baby?
we had a fun day today at the bilbreys with lots of friends, babies and bocce ball. poppy looked way stupid cute in harpers hand me down jeans and precious janie and jack hoodie. she’s 2 months old now! so pretty with BLUE eyes and light brown hair. cutest 1/4 asian baby ever! as you can see from this picture, harper is pretty in to her, too.
on a gloating note, i am offically 7 pounds under pre-harper weight and put on a pair of jeans today that i bought right around the time of our wedding (2006). um, YAY! my mama and i have been walking 2 miles everyday and i’m very excited about it! get to gossip with mom, get a tan and get in shape. waaaay better than joining some meanies playgroup.
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