Mommy Wars

So, I was reading the information on the New York Times about the AAP saying that kids should be rear-facing until 2 years old. A very good suggestion, although a mute point for me because my enormous child surpassed the height and weight recommendations for rear-facing for his car seat at 13 months. I probably could have rushed out to buy a car seat…but letย’s be honest…it’s $350. So, I’ll just have to live with the fact that I’m a terrible parent. It probably won’t be the first time I feel that way. In fact it isn’t the first time I’ve felt that way.

After reading the article, I decided to read the comments. Big mistake…huge mistake. It brought up that crazy thing for me again – the Mommy Wars. It really is a fascinating topic. Granted, I’ve judged other mothers. I really try not to, but I think we’ve all been there, even for a fleeting second. I always feel badly about it, especially in those moments when I feel like a bad mother while I’m home alone with no one watching.

I remember having a lot of rules when I was pregnant. I wasn’t going to let Fynn do this or that. I wasn’t going to let Fynn eat this or that. I now realize how truly crazy that is. I do look up to mothers who seem like they can do it all. Although I think that’s a complete myth. No mom can be perfect all of the time. All moms lose their cool and need a time out. All moms let their kids watch a little too much television. All moms cave when their toddler refuses to eat anything but chicken nuggets. I guess I got used to the idea early on that this parenting thing is like the “Worst Case Scenario” books. Just as long as Fynn is reasonably clean, happy, and well fed I suppose I can sleep well at night. Ha! Sleep well…what mom sleeps well?

D-day…

Bye, bye wisdom teeth. We’ve been attached to each other now for about 14 years. We’ve had a good run, but I’ve got to break up with you now. I hope you understand. Tear.

Dread, dread, dread. I’m trying to stay positive about this whole wisdom teeth thing, but I think I was less worried about giving birth. At least with labor I got a cute little cuddly baby after. This time I get pain pills and antibiotics. Before you say, “Well you get pain pills,” I got pain pills after giving birth, too.

Wish me luck. Twelve hours from now I will be toothless, wisdom toothless, I should say.

The Biggest Loser

So, I do love the show The Biggest Loser. I can’t help myself. Tonight I got pretty irritated at one of the contestants. This season Rulon Gardner is on the show. If you don’t remember him, he’s the USA Gold Medal winner in the Greco Roman Wrestling at the 2000 Olympic Games. During one scene in the show, Rulon tells Jillian Michaels that he is overweight because he’s never believed that anyone truly loved him…say it with me now….”Awwwww.” I couldn’t help thinking, “Bullshit.” You’re overweight because you stood on the podium in the Olympic Games, had the feeling (be it ever so brief) that you were a god, and then came home to the reality of having to find a job, etc. You achieved your goal and then never set a new one. So you’re goal-less, feeling inadequate, and you’re bored. So, you eat.

So, Biggest Loser producers, (if you’re reading) I have one name for you – Dara Torres. I couldn’t help but get sucked into her story during the 2008 Olympic Games. Here is a new mom (and former Olympic althete) at 41 years old who decides that she needs to lose her baby-weight, so she decides to do it by training again as if she’s going back to the Olympics…then decides to go. Oh, and did I mention that she broke her own American swimming record in 2008. Wow. Did I mention that she’s training for 2012 after having reconstructive surgery on her knees? Now, I think that Rulon needs a swift kick in the arse by someone who won’t believe his crap. I believe that Dara Torres is that girl. She’s awesome. Everytime I think that I’ll never get back into shape, I think. Good grief, I’m not training for the Olympics…and I’m only 32. Get a grip. ๐Ÿ™‚ I think Rulon needs to get a grip.

March 21, 2011

I still can’t believe it is the middle of March. Don’t get me wrong. I think it’s a great thing. I am SO tired of winter, and I don’t even have to shovel a driveway. I’m ready to get out of the house with the little guy instead of being trapped in here like a prisoner when it’s cold or snowy. We’ve already been enjoying the nice weather. Walk last week during the “heat wave” and the zoo this morning to enjoy the 50 degree weather before it gets cold again. Pretty happy about it!

So an update on the weight loss. I’m still on a plateau. I’ve been gaining and losing the same 2 pounds. With that said, I’m only 7 (or 5 depending on the day) pounds from being at my first goal. I just need to get over being sick ALL OF THE TIME so that I can get some exercise in. It’s next to impossible to keep losing weight on just eating alone, I’m starting to believe. Well, impossible for women. Nate is down 30 pounds and counting. Ridiculous. Men. Annoying. I’m really happy for him because he’s been stressed out by the excess weight for a while, but I’m annoyed with the speed at which it has melted off his body. At this point, I’ve decided to take a “break” from the weight loss. Basically, I’m still logging calories but not trying to really lose until after my oral surgery on Friday. Best to get healthy and not stress out too much, I think. Then, once my mouth stops hurting, I can get back to it…and add in exercise.

I have to say that all of this healthy eating has really been good for our other goals – namely saving money. Not eating out 3-6 nights a week has been really good for our pocketbooks. The plan now is to try to save money to buy a house. We’d like to take advantage of this dip/valley/gorge in the housing market and get a pretty nice starter house for a good price. Nate and I need space and little Fynn needs a yard. Plus, it would be really nice to be able to do laundry easily while Nate is traveling. So, we think that if we can pay off the medical bills and credit cards by August, by August of 2012, we’ll probably be able to purchase a nice modest house. I’m liking this idea more and more. I also like the idea of having a really aggressive savings goal. I really work much better that way.

Lastly, while we have not cancelled cable, I have been reading more. I’ve been reading some great books and that has helped my mood quite a bit. I’m still considering cancelling part of our cable package. Probably a good idea to save even a couple hundred bucks a year. I’m starting to think that way now, which is good. I guess it’s a sign of age. ๐Ÿ™‚ Am I finally growing up at 32? We’ll see!

That’s it for now!

Too tired this week.

I’ve been exhausted this week. I have this stupid cold that has been lingering on FOREVER. I also think that constant politics in the media is really draining. I mean, it’s like a negative energy in the air.

On the positive side, I’m down 16 ish pounds. I say ish because I hit this stupid plateau. I keep gaining and dropping one pound. So annoying! I checked out the Mayo Clinic website and they suggested dropping 200 calories out of my diet for a week or so and adding more exercise. Of course, I would like to add even a minimum amount of exercise but I feel like crap. I’m lucky that I’ve lost the weight I have given the fact that I’ve pretty much been sick since the second week of January. I’m hoping that this clears up this week.

Work has been going alright. The super busy part of my year has ebbed a little. It’s going to ramp back up, but it’s nice to have a little bit of a cool off time frame so I can get caught up on little projects.

Fynn has been doing great. I’m still wrestling with the nuk. Today was going to be THE day to stop with the nuk at naps, but we caved after only 15 minutes of Fynn yelling at us from the bedroom. I blame the sickness.

We’ll see what tomorrow holds.