Today, I started the 30 Day Shred.
I will do the shred EVERY DAY for 30 days.
Yes, even on my birthday. Which is next month.
I will post my progress so in order to have progress we must have a beginning.
So, here it is....
Bust 43.5"
Waist 38.5"
Hips 49.5"
Thigh 29"
Biceps 15.5"
I decided to start this 30 Day Shred journey because everytime I take my son to the daycare at the gym he cries hysterically for the entire time I am there. Now, he cries when I pull into the lot. I am hoping that doing this at home, in addition to sneaking off to the gym can get me back to One-derland, and allow my son a little more time for maturing. Here's hoping.
Until next time...... please pass the water.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Me, On being a Mom
There is a constant stream of dialogue flowing in my head.
And when I wake from a crazy dream, I write down what was said.
Where did the time go, how did I get here? What do I do with all the words I hear.
I try and to make sense of all that happens each day and careful what I do more so what I say.
I love my kids, as most moms do, and try to be the supermom too.
It doesn't always work, this supermom stuff, but I tell myself, "eh, close enough."
So here I am, the mom of three, trying to be the best mom I can be.
Living my life one day at time, wondering what my mom would of done had their been enough time.
She left my life suddenly one day, and soon after "I'm pregnant" is what I had to say.
A mom without a Mom. There is not harder job. No Mom to give advice, No mom to shed a tear.
I press on day by day, and occasionally I know just what she'd say.
But on the times I go it alone, I know that she's watching overme, my family and my home.
And when I wake from a crazy dream, I write down what was said.
Where did the time go, how did I get here? What do I do with all the words I hear.
I try and to make sense of all that happens each day and careful what I do more so what I say.
I love my kids, as most moms do, and try to be the supermom too.
It doesn't always work, this supermom stuff, but I tell myself, "eh, close enough."
So here I am, the mom of three, trying to be the best mom I can be.
Living my life one day at time, wondering what my mom would of done had their been enough time.
She left my life suddenly one day, and soon after "I'm pregnant" is what I had to say.
A mom without a Mom. There is not harder job. No Mom to give advice, No mom to shed a tear.
I press on day by day, and occasionally I know just what she'd say.
But on the times I go it alone, I know that she's watching overme, my family and my home.
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