So things that happened in the last 11 months..
A successful visit to Santa!
Christmas was great, the kids and I had our winter break.
I was bound and determined to make sure the little one finally potty trained!
I conquered the Smith machine at the gym. I actually conquered the gym for a long time. In the fall I would get up super early (3:30 am) to get to the gym by 4am. I had an easy semester though. I was in the zone work out wise. Food wise, I was trying to still figure it out. Was I eating enough or to much? My weight was not moving at all. My body was changing though. I had started to run again along with lifting weights. In January I took a tumble at a birthday part and bruised my knee. I can tell you that if I touch it with to much pressure now in June that it still feels very sensitive. It was probably something I should have gone to the Dr for. I haven't tried to run again since then.
I made it 17 weeks until I broke my streak of weeks going to the gym.
The morning this blizzard started I did make it to the gym. The clerk at the desk asked me if I was dedicated. umm I guess. Go me. Then life got busy. My husband decided he wanted to either go to the gym in the am or wake up super early and use the treadmill. If he went to the gym then I couldn't go. I released my schedule I had gotten myself into for him to be able to get back in the gym. And he never made it to the gym. He just stuck to the treadmill at home. I then fell out of the routine, and into school work.
Girl Scout cookies had to be sold. Outside. In the freaking winter. I hope troops in other states that can sell cookies out in nice weather appreciate what the midwest girls do to sell cookies!!! Froze my cookies off a couple of weekends.
My spring semester was the toughest. I didn't have many classes but I had one class I had to pass no matter what to graduate. That was Research for Social Workers. A paper or project every week. I was also taking two classes online for the masters program. The hard work I had done in the fall proved itself in the spring when I was inducted into the Phi Alpha Honor Society for Social Work along with some other friends of mine.
My husband and daughter went to a Girl Scout daddy daughter dance with the theme of superhero's and he had to outdo everyone else there. She was one very excited little girl with her Dada.
I turned another year older. The day of my birthday though I had a job interview! It was an official interview for a service coordinator position where I did my internship. I am now a service coordinator for the Early Intervention program in the state of Illinois. The program is for developmentally delayed children ages from birth to 3. Both of my girls were in the program so it was very natural for me. So if there is no budget come Wednesday I will be furloughed. Work a month, take a break. Sounds fair right? Awesome.
Avery turned 7! She loves Monster High and was ridiculously excited for a doll for her birthday.
Paige made it through 3rd grade!! Can't believe she will be in 4th grade next year!! Doesn't seem right!!
She's such a big girl now. No trips to see her cousins this year but she'll be busy at a day camp all summer.
Graduation day was probably the best day in forever!! After my name was called and I walked across the stage it was momentarily quiet and Paige screamed from the bleachers, "Good job Momma!!" A collective "aww" went through the gym and the president of the university awed as he handed me my diploma. best.moment.ever!!
Little one's little so bored and tired. lol. They did so well all day though. So well behaved.
This kiddo. She rocked graduation. I had a friend watch her in the over flow auditorium. She gave her a run for her money at first but she eventually calmed down and realized she was there for a good time. She transitioned from place to place with ease, she waited patiently and she ate out at a restaurant without screaming. Overall it was an awesome day.
doing well staying steady with my weight until May. Then life kinda of exploded with finals, graduation, job among other things. I have regained all of the weight I had lost. I can't say it's hard to face that information. On Saturday I faced my starting weight at Weight Watchers. That was harsh. I face it every time I get dressed or try on clothes. I face it when I get winded going up stairs or going for a walk. I face it when I know my husband has lost 50 lbs. this year (through walking on the treadmill and eating the same thing over and over again) and I have gone in the complete opposite direction. I face it when my daughter says, "daddy's at his goal, why aren't you?" That's kinda of depressing.
I started to read some books on emotional eating and how to hopefully rewire my brain about how and why I eat. I
hope want to start blogging more especially with extended journey to losing weight again. I hope want to see #44before44 mean something besides a hashtag. I hope want to lose 44lbs before I turn 44 next year!!