Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Almost 14 weeks Postpartum - Weigh In


Weigh In:
178lbs
Exercise: 100 reps w/5lbs weights of arm work through our day. 100+ yoga ball crunches, lunges twice a week. 40leg lifts no weight, twice a day. 20-30mins cardio.
Work out:
Unpacking an entire house, the 30 day squat challenge, long walks with the kids & leg lifts w/lb weights
Eating Habits:
Work in progress. Smaller portions, not as many carbs & not as frequently.
Weight Loss since starting to diet/work out:
7lbs 

11 weeks Postpartum - Weigh In ( late )

Weigh In:
178lbs
Exercise: 100 reps w/5lbs weights of arm work through our day. 100+ yoga ball crunches, lunges twice a week. 40leg lifts no weight, twice a day. 20-30mins cardio.

Monday, June 3, 2013

Memorializing the past few.



Here I am on the elliptical.

Yes that could be a barf bag jimmy rigged on there for the " just in case moment "

Just got Teo down for a nap. Emma is staring at me, she doesn't know if she wants to sleep or not. 

She sleeps most of the night & takes only 1 or 2 good naps during the day. I think she should sleep a bit now while I slave away on the exercise machine .. But! You can't force a Miller child to do anything they don't want to do. 

I can't complain too much though, like I mentioned above she sleeps like a dream. A far cry from her almost 17month old brother who still sleeps poorly.

If someone ever tells you that #1 is a trial run & that by your 2nd one you'll have it better figured out ... Well, they're telling you the truth my friends.

I weighed in yesterday.
Sadly, and not sadly I weighed in at 178. That's a 1.5lb weight gain since my last weigh in.
The positive side to this is the following:

I'm turning fat into muscle & muscle weighs more.

I really ate a bunch of wonderful food while my dad was visiting so if I did in fact drive myself back up in #'s on the scale, I enjoyed myself while I did it. 

In other news:
We went & walked through the new house yesterday, and then again today with the realtor. There's some little things here & there that are in disrepair, but they assure us it will all be completed by Friday when we go to the closing table. 

<<she gave in, she's sleeping soundly in her swing>>

Gram arrives Friday to help me with my brood while we move into the new house. She's actually coming for a month & I already wish she could stay forever. Keeping my fingers crossed that Papi will decide to come for a visit during her stay. 

Super:
Nervous!
Anxious!
Antsy!
Scared!
Excited.
Etc... 
About the new house! Here's a few photos of the <NEW> Miller Compound in Greenville, South Carolina





Frustration

We were supposed to be in our new home this weekend.

Being 1st time home buyers, in this case my husband being the purchaser, is a total pain in the ass.

Hoping and praying that we have an idea by this afternoon when we will actually be  closing/moving in. 

After almost 6 weeks of staying with my mother in law, I'm quite ready to get into my own space. The stress of the situation has me over eating & over stressing.

My grandmother arrived on Friday, the day we were supposed to close on the house. She came up to help me with the kids while we unpack & such.

She too is staying at the MIL's house until we FINALLY get into the new house.

I started the 30 day squat challenge today:
50 squats later my legs burn like shit but here I am on the elliptical, tackling my cardio so I can spend the rest of my day entertaining the kiddies & enjoying my gram's company. 

Teo's entered a stage that I think would be pretty comparable to the " terrible twos " people talk about. Temper tantrums. Screaming. Teething. Throwing himself around. Embarrassing his mom in public, all of this is what his behavior entails as of late.

My stomach is grumbling.
I've had a banana for breakfast.
I want a stack of pancakes.
I will need to eat something more, I have to watch my calorie intake for breast feeding Emma. She's a hungry hippo? Mommy mustn't run low on the boob juice. 

Stomach is still grumbling.
I'm still plugging along on here.
I'm accumulating sweat in the elbow pit of the arm I have my phone in. A touch of sweat down my back, but the burning sensation in my thighs isn't unbearable. 

I need to push harder