Looking in the Mirror


Today, I sat in a meeting. Not all that unusual for a Thursday. What was unusual is that this meeting included a web conference, complete with video feed. I was one of the last, no late – just last. Unfortunately, this put me right up front, in front of the web cam. Ugh, I have to say, looking at myself, on camera, is not one of my favorite things.

In the last 3 months, I have lost almost 30 lbs. I am finally under 250lbs which hasn’t happened since I got pregnant with my last child, who is 2 1/2 years old now. Which is an incredible win. Ever since I started running, I feel great, I feel fantastic. But, I am still shocked when I see myself in the mirror or in a web cam feed. I feel better than I look.

So, I will definitely keep hitting the gym. Eventually, the outside will look like the inside feels!

**Picture courtesy of Memecenter.com

Singletons vs Twins

sunnyKids are a hoot, unless they are doing something you don’t want them to. Even then sometimes they crack you up. I have all boys. Each was born with a distinct personality. My first pregnancy was a set of twins and the next, a singleton. This weekend, a stark difference between the way my twins relate to other people and the way my singleton behaves. I am wondering if these differences are due to the differences in personality, or the differences between Singletons and Twins.

My twins have always had each other, in fact, they wouldn’t sleep if we didn’t sleep them in the same crib. While they can be apart and have been due to one child in school if another is sick, they are still really close. Only since they have started school full-time in Kindergarten, Archie and Sean have started playing primarily with other people outside of each other. Neither boy likes to be alone, and sending them to their room, alone, is even worse for them than a time-out! Even when they were really young, and most other 2 year-olds are playing side-by-side, not with each other, Archie and Sean played with each other.

Oliver, the baby and the singleton, is very much a loner. He will run after his brothers, and try to mimic everything they do. But, when his brothers are away at school, he is very much okay with being alone. In fact, there are times when his brothers are doing something and he really enjoys playing quietly by himself, not even really wanting me or my husband involved. This is such a change from the way my older children are. I’ll admit I kind of like it when the olders are out of the house, I am actually home with just the baby. Yesterday, I had the day off work, but the older kids had school. So, I spent the day mostly with the baby. It doesn’t happen often that I have a day off when the kids go to school, but Oliver was sooooo easy! A great way to end the long-ish holiday weekend.

Running it CAN be fun!

Picture courtesy of Toronto Girl West

Ever watch Friends? Maybe Im dating myself, but I remember an episode where Phoebe and Rachel went running. Phoebe’s form was, shall we say, unique. Her arms swung wildly and her legs kicked strangely. Rather than be upset at her ability, her personality looked at the silver lining, she was having more fun than the people who were running ‘correctly’.

Proper form is important to avoid injuring yourself, but having fun is just as important. If you aren’t having fun, you don’t want to continue and a habit you are trying to grow will die a slow and painful death. Its mind over matter. Not that you have to convince yourself you are having fun, just convince yourself you can DO IT. Because you can.

As a child, I was never athletic. I was clumsy, uncoordinated, routinely picked last for any team sport in gym class and even the teachers would make snide comments about my ability. My nickname in gym class during the gymnastics portion was “spaghetti legs”. All this did was reinforce my inability to really do anything well physically. So, I reverted to what I was good at, academics and books, sedentary activities. Ive always said my natural state was on a couch, reading a book. Don’t get me wrong, I like that I am smart, well-read (I think) and am pretty confident that when I start grad school it will be hard, but I can do it. But I don’t think these things are necessarily exclusive.

Since starting on my journey of becoming healthier, I have started running on a treadmill. Working with my personal trainer, reading blogs like pfitblog.com and jfoyohealth.com and other sources like Jillian Michaels, I have discovered a love of running. Its not pretty, but its pretty fun. I can do anything for 1 minute. That was how it started. 3 min warm up (walking at 3.0) then running 1 min (at 5.0) and 1 min at 3.0, rinse repeat the 1 min cycle for 30min or 2 miles, whichever comes first. This is called HIIT training or Hight Intensity Interval Training, or so they tell me. All I know is by breaking it down into 1 min increments, it is doable. If I can do this, anyone can break that cycle and change their natural state, even at the ripe old age of 35! thats a lot of habit to overcome!! I’m calling it. I am no longer ‘spaghetti legs’, but a runner. For at least a minute at a time.

Raising a boy to be a man

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Yesterday I received an email from my twins’ Kindergarten teacher. The school they attend is full-day, but only has 1 grade per class. It is a small school. We chose it for the curriculum and the location to the house. I am grateful the school is small enough teachers can tell the difference between my two boys (I think its easy, but sometimes when Im not paying attention…) Don’t even get me started about the hubs. He can’t EVER tell them apart. Gah!

With such a small school, the teachers and the parents can really work together to make sure the child is doing all they can to excel in school. The email I received today told me that Sean had peed all over the bathroom and refused to clean it up.

This was shocking, because well, Im a girl and can’t really pee all over the place without peeing on myself. So, this type of activity just baffles me at my core. Also, Sean is usually pretty good about his aim, sometimes, okay occasionally. By the time I got home, I was pretty upset. How embarrassing to be the mom of the kid who PEED everywhere, ugh! Gross!

Sean and I talked, he said he didn’t do it. I had to think to myself: Did my kid just lie to me to get out of trouble, or is he really telling the truth. So, I pulled a whammy. I said: “If I find out you are lying, and Ive gone to bat for you with the teacher – no summer camp and no going to Grandmas this summer.” Whoa!

All the while chanting to myself: Please don’t lie, please don’t lie, please don’t lie – mommy needs some down time this summer to study.

So, I asked his brother, Archie, who has done this sort of thing before when he couldn’t get his pants down fast enough. When it gets stuck straight up, he can’t control it and he pees everywhere. (At least that is what I HOPE happened. Something about buttons on pants.) Well, I made the same promise/threat to Archie. “Tell me truth and you will still go to Grandmas even if you have consequences for today’s actions.” Then, I laid down the guilt pretty thick with the “Whats your favorite thing to do at Grandmas? etc.”

Lo and behold, Archie – not Sean – peed all over the bathroom! He watched his brother take the rap for it and didn’t even speak up! When I found this out I was flabbergasted. Where was that ‘Twin Love’ Id always heard about? More like road kill after your brother throws you under the bus!

Had I done this as a child, my mom would have spanked my butt pretty hard, and grounded me FOREVER. I was MUCH more diabolical (I hope). I put the offender in his room, in bed for time-out. Which isn’t really that drastic, except I took out every stuffed animal, including his precious, his Baby Bear. Baby Bear has been around since the boys were almost 2 and has been a constant companion. After the meltdown calmed down, I used the feeling of loneliness Archie felt to compare with the loneliness Sean must have felt when he was abandoned by his brother not speaking up. We also role-played about what to say to the teacher if this happens again.

I only hope I got through and he actually remembers. Baby Bear was returned after lights out when he was mostly asleep. I only hope he has learned a valuable lesson: Honor means speaking up when you are afraid to. Honor means standing up for what is right, even when it is uncomfortable. Honor is doing the right thing. Because if I am growing my boys into great men, this is definitely a lesson they need to learn!

Bacon Delivered

I love bacon. You love bacon. We all love bacon…Hey! Its almost a song. I have found a way to get great bacon, for cheap and delivered. Not to your door, but to your neighborhood at any rate. I have written posts about Zaycon before. They have a great deal for Chicken Breasts. Now, they are offering and I have ordered their bacon as well! Bacon is not something that I eat every day, even if I want to. But I do like to add bacon in my Broccoli Salad, soups or as a side with breakfast. I still try to eat healthy and work out, update on my Fitness Friday this week. But, sometimes, a little bacon goes a long way. Stay tuned for more bacon recipes or check out this blog: 365 Days of Bacon, its delish!

If you click on this link to Zaycon, you can register to order bacon for only $3.49/lb. That is less than what I find at the grocery store. I am a deal finder, a hound if you will for decently priced meat, and bacon seems to be the one to break my self imposed per-pound limits. So yummy and a great treat once in a while. Here is an excerpt from their site to tell you more:

  • High quality, medium-cut hickory smoked sliced bacon (14-18 slices per pound)
  • Order includes 12 X 3 lb packages per case (Total order size is 36 lbs)
  • Bacon is fresh, but frozen for your convenience
  • Premium, high-quality and consistent, this hickory-smoked bacon has a wonderful flavor and represents a great value for families
  • Easy to share with a friend if you do not think you can use the entire case. Our new smaller 3 lb packages make it even easier to split up with friends and family.


**full disclosure: By clicking on the Zaycon link above and here, I do receive a referral for the company. But seriously it’s GREAT!