well my freezer really isn't empty at all. it is in fact jammed full of tons of different foods to be consumed. however, it is missing the one thing i wanted tonight: vanilla ice cream. we were given a strawberry rhubarb pie two nights ago.... and it really sounds better warmed with vanilla ice cream. but, alas. all we have is rocky road. and i do not like that. serves me right for telling sam "just don't get coffee ice cream" for now i will amend that to, "not coffee and not rocky road".
well, i had decided (while on my wii fit balance board) that i wouldn't have pie and ice cream- just ice cream. hmmm. i really don't want pie.
so perhaps a bowl of cereal?
i've seen those kellogs commericals, and they talk about not undoing your whole day- and having their fancy flakes with chocolate pieces.
that personally sounds disgusting. because i ONLY like cheerios. just plain, and with a ton of really cold milk. the milk has to be cold.
which is why i am not consuming cereal right now- because sam just went out 20 minutes ago and go the milk, and it may not be cold enough.
why such a boring post? well, i was going to post pictures of finished "Easter" bags that i made for all 3 kiddos. however, i hate the way the pictures turned out. and seeing that we have a fancy new lens for our camera, i know i can take better pictures than that.
so i am boring you with stories of ice cream and cereal.
but it really branches at a deeper level in my core.
weight.
the hardest part for me about pregnancy is the weight gain. and now, here i am with my beautiful new little boy, and i have the wonderful energy (ish) and this exciting new jest for life (seeing that my energy and excitement is no longer growing a child) and i feel rejuvenated and beautiful.
and then i look in the mirror. or try to put on pants that don't have elastic.
and i feel slightly crushed.
and yes, i know that it has only been 2 weeks... blah blah blah.
i am just saying my mood doesn't match what i see.
i lost a lot of weight after mason.
almost 20 lbs in 10 weeks- for a wedding i was in.
and then a few days after the wedding, found out i was unexpectedly expecting henry.
and was crushed.
but now, things have changed for me.
i'm not as in a hurry to "lose it all" (although i wish i could somehow now lose it all, but be in my old clothes again, it just doesn't work that way)
i don't want to necessarily go back to weight watchers ( it is a fantastic program). but i have small kids, and a life, and i don't want to be constantly nitpicking every single thing i eat.
after doing the program twice before i do know how to make smart changes.
1) i no longer drink coffee creamer (i was using more than my daily amount of points on coffee creamer alone)
2) and go easy on the cheese (another thing i overly ingested)
well, this really as turned into nothing of real importance at all.
i just really wanted to blog tonight, and my pictures didn't turn out, and henry just finished nursing for a session of almost 3 hours. off and on....
and i finally had the opportunity to sit and type.
sorry if this was incredibly boring.
but i think i will go and eat my cheerios now.
and remind myself that my body will return. 9 months on 9 months off.
and really, my body isn't what i really want to be known for.
i want to be known for following the first commandment, loving the Lord, and loving people.
hmmmm....