Sick, sick, sick!

Just when I thought we were done with the flu!

I dropped H off this morning at her daycare and then dropped my dad off at work (his car is broken) and was at work for all of 15 minutes when my girlfriend called and told me H threw up...so sad. It's the first time she's ever thrown up in all her 18 months, poor thing. And my poor girlfriend, she's what I call a sympathy puker (I am too), had to clean it up! Ok, gross, I know. But that's not why I'm posting this....I'm writing this because H did the cutest thing ever a few hours later.

So, once we finally got home after getting some Pedialyte (sp?) and saltines, we snuggled and played a bit but then...she crawled up on my lap and laid her head down on my chest and, to my surprise...she fell asleep! She hasn't done that since she was a couple weeks old. I loved it, even though I know it only happened cuz she's so sick. I wanted to stay like that forever...at least emotionally but, then my back started hurting and I knew she needed to get in her crib for a real nap so she's in bed sleeping now and hopefully getting better. We've been dealing with the flu for two weeks now! Anyway, I wanted to linger over my cute baby moment.

Getting fit

So, I've decided to tackle my issues with stress eating this year and really get my rear in gear- literally. I've usually associated exercising with the picture above-PAIN, AGONY, YUCK. But have since changed my viewpoint and am just starting to actually enjoy it, or at least am enjoying how I feel after I've actually done something! Up until having H and IG leaving I'd always been either average or a little overweight and only needed to change my eating habits to lose weight. Then I had a baby and when IG left I started stress eating, mindlessly shoving food into my mouth and regretting it later. So with my 10 year reunion coming up, I decided I had to get serious! I hired AJ Benson, my old manager, who is now a personal trainer to get me moving and boy did she ever. Not only was she 5 months pregnant when we started, but she could still out sit-up, and out run me any day. I swear the exercises she gave me were to try and kill me, I was in agony, pain everywhere, I'm talking I didn't want to move a muscle after working out with her because everything hurt. But as they say, "no pain, no gain".
I'm so excited that I have already dropped over 12 pounds and am running (up to 2 miles so far) and strength training 5 out of 7 days a week and I'm seeing results. I can't wait to keep working out. Now, I don't think to myself everyday, "Yay, I get to work out", but I do think to myself, "Yay, I am doing something good for me and am showing H what a 'healthy' lifestyle looks like." I don't want her to have the same issues I have with exercise and eating as she gets older. I realize now what kind of impact my own mom had on my viewpoints with all that and want to make sure I don't pass on any negative food/exercise associations to her.
So, anyway, yay for exercise...I think... :)

this is for my brother...

2005 Miss IDAHO

Who's the...!? IDAHO!!!!
I found this on www.ahajokes.com