One of the things that Thomas and I started doing 2 ½ years ago, when we begin dating, was setting aside time deliberately on a weekly basis for date night.
Just he and I usually. Sometimes with friends but NEVER with kids!
Sometimes it is a sexy dress with heels for me and a suit for him. Sometimes it is jeans and UGG boots with a puffy zip-up vest. Continue reading “Why Date Night Is Non-Negotiable”
Yes!!! I made it! I feel normal again. It’s the morning after one of those crap nights where I feel like I want to kick a brick.
Last night was the worst! It’s weird every once in a while I get blue for no reason. I mean nothing is wrong. Everything is fine at home and there’s no reason to be so down. Continue reading “Eating the Whole Pantry When I Feel Blue”
Saw that on a sign while I was driving up North. Rang true for me. I’ve been making small changes. A couple bites of pie instead of a huge piece. Twenty minutes of the day, at least five days a week, getting on the exercise bike. Continue reading “Small Changes Add Up to Big Results”
So I go to weight watchers meetings with a couple of friends every week and I really enjoy it because of the support that I get from the group. I don’t really usually ever speak out but it’s fun to hear people of all ages and genders talk about their journey and what is working for them and what is not. There are a couple old ladies in there that are super hilarious and it’s always fun to go in and hear everybody’s war stories.
Of course, I’m always in a lot better mood if I’ve had a weight loss but that’s not always the case. Especially if I had too much champagne over the weekend! Continue reading “Kindness Is Contagious”
So this is the first time I’ve worn these jeans since before I was pregnant. I got kick-started about a month ago. One of my girlfriends came by the house and was very excited about her Weight Watcher’s program that she had been doing for about a month. It made me really inspired and I asked her if I could tag along!
I was wanting to look better. I was so sick of feeling puffy. Then as the baby has become more mobile, I’m realizing that I need to take care of my body to keep up with my babies. Continue reading “Slow Steady Progress”