Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Superwoman has died

You know all of the energy and spunk I had in my last blogs, bringing sexy back, no more alcohol, running everyday...etc. Well it's on hiatus. For about 3 weeks I was working summer hours 8-3 and last week was my first 9 hour day (7-4). What a difference the 2 hours makes. I am exhausted!! Did I run last night? No...I ate ice cream. Have I run tonight? No, not yet, and I am dreaming about a nice cold brewsky right now too.
Oh if only there were more hours in the day. Here is a typical day for me for those of you who are interested. If you are not, skip this part....wake up at 6:00 (I wish I didn't even know what 6 am looked like-it's still dark out there people!) Work 9 hours every day, get home clean Mia's bottles and my breast pump parts (which takes longer than I would like), eat dinner that my wonderful husband cooked and then help him clean up the kitchen, love on my babies (which includes feeding and changing diapers) and play with Hudson (he loves cars!), check my email/FB, bathe both babies, put babies to bed. Time now is about 8:30. By this time I can either run and take a shower and go to bed or not run and watch a movie/tv/read and go to bed. I must be in bed by 10ish and if Mia wakes up during the night so help me God b/c I will be even more of a zombie the next day.
WTH? Where do all of the hours go in a day?? I feel as though I don't even have time to wipe my ass anymore (don't worry I still do). I barely have the energy to brush my teeth and the Sonicare does most of the work for me.
I thought it was the older you got the less sleep you needed, Bullshit! I can't seem to get enough sleep. My brother makes fun of me and my weekend naps. Am I 28 or 68?...
Yes, I want to look like a supermodel, but do I want to drink my occasional beer and eat my occasional scoop of ice cream more? Why can't I have my cake and at it too-Literally. Don't worry I am still bringing sexy back, it just might take her a little longer to return then I had expected.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

The Break Up

Dear alcohol,

I will never forget the first time I met you. It was April of my freshman year and I was at a party at Kyle Cody's house. My friend, J.W, and I drank an entire bottle of Sutter Home wine. That was 13 years ago and we have only grown closer. I met your other friends, beer, whiskey, margaritas, and vodka. We all become great friends too, can't really say that I had a favorite, that wouldn't be fair.
But in the last 3 years you have treated me badly and I have decided to break up with. It's not completely your fault, I am also to blame. I have been pregnant twice in the last 3 years and have never been able to get my old tolerance back.
Now when we hang out I feel like shit the next day. I am tired and sluggish and it takes me an entire day to have the energy to do anything. My metabolism also sucks as I near 30 and the phrase beer belly scares the hell out of me.
I don't enjoy you anymore like I use to. I guess like Ross said to Rachel-"we'll be on a break." This won't be a permanent thing, just until my kids can take care of themselves in the morning, or at least sleep in past 7...whichever comes first.
You will be missed, but your hangovers won't.
Sincerely,

Missing you already

Thursday, August 12, 2010

I'm bringing sexy back!

A three letter word most women hate-F-A-T, myself included. My weight has been a roller coaster since I can remember. Depending on when you first met me depends on how you remember me looking. 7th-10th grade I was pretty skinny (tan), size two, could eat ANYTHING I wanted. I would eat McDonald's every week for breakfast and never really exercise.
Then my parents moved me in the middle of my 10th grade year, a month before I turned 16. I was depressed and rebellious and was introduced to the marijuana cigarette, who would remain my friend for about another 5 years. I also got involved in my first serious relationship that lasted 4.5 years. So between the munchies, alcohol, and being "too" comfortable in my relationship I got on the chunky side (the short haircut didn't help things either).
I graduated college at the age of 21 and started waiting tables (I wasn't ready to get a "real" job). We all know what kind of night life that is. Working late, eating enchiladas with chili con queso at midnight then heading to the bars and drinking until 2 in the morning, and then doing it all over the next night. During that time I met Jorge. We were party animals (it's crazy to think how different we have become in the past 6.5 years). Anyway, after we got engaged I FINALLY had motivation to look good-the wedding, and the dress that I had to fit in to. I stopped drinking beer and walked about 3 miles every single night and lost 20 pounds, not too bad huh?
Years later I had my first baby and gained 37 pounds and then lost it. And then I got pregnant again and gained 30 pounds and now I have 4 more pounds to lose until I am at my pre-pregnancy weight .
I am 28 years old with 2 small children and I work 45 hours a week and I have never felt better in my life. I have changed my lifestyle since having Mia. I have been eating SOO much better. No, not dieting...just not eating crap all the time, little changes...eating more fruits and vegetables and less cheetos and fried foods. I have been running 2.5 miles every day. I NEVER ran before now and I love it!
For all of those moms out there who think you don't have the time- you do! It is a lifestyle choice. You CAN be that M.I.L.F you want to be. Do it for your children. I am bringing sexy back and I have never felt better. Justin Timberlake eat your heart out!