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Back by popular demand

Want to know something AMAZING. I’m a momma now! I spent the year making a tiny person who makes every day an adventure and smiles every time I talk to him. It’s awesome. Last year me would think this year me is crazy, but everyone should have a baby. Everyone should have all the babies.


Throw caution to the wind and #haveallthebabies

I also spent the year eating Wegman’s chocolate chip muffins and baking “lactation” cookies aka – normal oatmeal cookies with an excuse to over eat. This is evidenced by my 12 month sized 5 month old and a beautiful belly pooch to rest the baby on. That’s what I tell myself at least.

Here’s the quick rundown of mommyhood-to-date as far as health goes. I gained about 38 lbs during pregnancy and lost 18 in the two weeks after birth. We went dairy and soy free because little bit is apparently allergic to them in my milk and 8 weeks of colic weren’t really colic, but silent reflux and food allergies. Awesome. Learning to swim in the deep end of parenthood.

We’re 5 months postpartum tomorrow and doing much better. Little bit takes three naps of random length each day and goes to sleep around 7:30 each night. Mommy is actually sleeping for the first time for more than 4 hours since his birth and things are going well. Except weight loss, that’s not going anywhere. I now weigh 175.4, about 24 lbs less than my weight at birth, but still 13ish pounds from my pre-preggo weight.

With a new baby, weight has really become just a number for the first time in a long time for me. Its there and something you could describe me with, like she’s wearing pink nail polish and boots, but its no longer something that contributes to who I see myself as. It happened pretty much overnight. I was obsessed with weighing myself during pregnancy, and now, while I still weigh myself, its mostly – “meh.”

That said, its time for a change. Pregnancy DESTROYED my health. I ache all the time. I have headaches, back aches, muscle aches, whole being aches. I got clogged ducts, thrush, and engorged. I’ve been sick 3 times for 4 weeks in 5 months. That’s like for-e-ver. Oh and postpartum anxiety is real. Really real. Awake from 3-6 am real.

Now that my hormones have somewhat regulated, and I’m no longer checking that the baby is breathing every 20 minutes (j/k I won’t stop doing this until he’s 18 and moves out), I feel like its time to put some energy into me. A heathy mommy is a better mommy. And I need to feel better for me. I need hobbies, friends, and coffee. Lots of coffee. I need exercise and energy. I need to change.

So I’m cutting out sugar and gluten again and limiting carbs. I’ll share recipes here as usual and recap some of my days. I’ve had several friends and followers ask when I’d start blogging again from the mom side of things so I’m back by popular demand. Thanks for not giving up on me!


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Get Haute

For the first time in while, I’ve found myself with free time (first retirement problems). For a productivity addict, that’s basically the kiss of death for my sanity…and the husband’s. After leaving/losing my job (It was planned. It still sucks.), I read 7 Habits of Highly Effective People, then How to Win Friends and Influence People, then How to Invest $50 – $5,000, wrote a personal creed, and purchased 4 planners. At the end of that day, I realized I needed to pace myself.

I’d allowed my work and success to become the center of my values and that was gone. Somewhere amidst the career steps, three moves, and Northern Virginia hustle, I’d run right past all the trees, missed the forest, and wasn’t in Kansas anymore. I took a few vacations and started to look at what I’d missed. One year ago, I loved my work, was losing weight slowly, hitting my goals at work, felt great, exercised daily, and looked forward to seeing the hubs every weekend while he wrapped up his doctorate work in Charlottesville. When business declined, everything else went by the wayside. That was seven months and 15 pounds ago.

I started to envision what I wanted to be in one, five, and ten years and asked myself where I was missing the mark. About $50 in Starbucks coffee later, here I am, working to establish balance, challenge myself physically, and have some fun.

Happy, healthy, and strong are always high class.

amy poehler“No one looks stupid when they are having fun.”

-Amy Poehler

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