Me

{usually} All of my post are about Logan. Mostly because he's the interesting one I guess, with all his craziness. But this post is going to be about me!

This is not going to be a pity party, just things I need to write down about myself and my behavior so that I can make a change and {hopefully} never look back.

I have been over weight my entire life. Growing up I didn't have very good examples of how to keep myself healthy; food and exercise. I desperately want to be that good example for my children that I know I can be.

In the past I have tried many things (diets) that have worked, but I never stuck to it long enough to see the huge results my body is screaming for. I have a really bad relationship with food. I, like so many others, eat when I'm happy, sad, stressed, bored, you name, I'll eat to it! The cravings get so bad sometimes that I get really mad and HAVE TO HAVE IT! It's really bad.

I also have a love/hate relationship with exercise (who doesn't). I hate sweating. I hate being fat and trying to jump up and down. I hate the feeling that I get when my head thinks my heart is going to blowup. Then having to talk myself out of those feelings and continue with the {painful} exercise.

I AM going to change my body. I CAN make my stomach smaller, I CAN learn to {love} exercise, I CAN get over my ridiculous cravings that I've been fighting my entire life, I CAN set a good example for Logan and any other children that God blesses us with, I CAN be a healthy weight and maintain it. All with a lot of hard work, determination, faith and support (from friends and family).

I want another baby really bad, but I cannot bring another child into this world if I can't even take care of myself. I should have made better choices before Logan, but I didn't. But NOW is the time.

I am going to use this blog to document my emotions and results. I need to be accountable for my actions, this blog is going to keep me accountable. Knowing that other people {I hope} are reading this. I used to use the excuse "we don't have enough money for me to be healthy" ie: expensive "health" food, gym memberships, etc. I don't need any more money than I already have to make a change and be the healthy women I know and crave to be. I want to be proud of what I see in the mirror and what I feel when I wake up and go to bed every day. I'm not. I'm disappointed and sad. I'm tired of feeling that way. And I'M DONE!

Things I'm going to {try to} do everyday:
1. Eat smaller portions
2. Make better food choices
3. Drink lots of water (I already do that. Sweet!)
4. Sweat every day (except weekends)
5. Think positive thoughts

P.S. Thanks Karissa for making this public announcement not so scary.

Oh, and does anyone have a scale that works but they don't want?

A spontaneous trip to Whidbey Island

Saturday morning we decided we were going out...somewhere. As long as it was out of the house we didn't really care. Oh, and it couldn't cost a lot of the green stuff. We realized that Logan had never been on a Ferry before! That's criminal in our book. So off we went to catch the Ferry to Whidbey Island as foot travelers. It was the most perfect day to be by the ocean. It was hot inland, but right next to the cold ocean, I ALMOST needed a jacket. On our way to the Island, almost passing another Ferry.

"Wave to the Ferry"

We just so happened to pick the right day to go. They were having a festival that day! Lots of kites, food, music and more!

The kites were really the best part.

Logan- mesmerized

So this picture looks like he's yelling. Apparently Logan thinks everyone that has an ice cream cone is supposed to share with him. So this is the invitation to insert ice cream here!

"Hey, she didn't share!"

"High-five, Daddio"

Logan was practicing his emergency evacuation plan while Mom was in the potty. Were was Dad? Oh, taking pictures to document exactly how it's done.

On the Ferry, looking down into the water.

Family photo time!

We had our friend Monkey along for the ride. I also like to call it a midget leash.

"Dat?"

"It's a Ferry, son."

Logan after a very fun day.

Oh crap! They wake up?!
His usual fight- wanting whatever we have and won't give him.

Later, enjoying a capri sun with Dad.

We really did have an awesome time! We are going to try and make this a regular family day trip.

A simple birthday party

Rob's birthday is August 27th. August is a very busy month for an apartment manager in the U-district. So Rob didn't get a birthday on time. We planned it for Labor Day and we were going to party at the beach. But with the weather being like it usually is (not doing what you want it to do) we ended up having it in one of our vacant units in our complex. Brilliant! It was cleaned pretty good by the last tenant, but still needs to be professionally cleaned before the next tenant moves in. Long story short, easy to decorate and clean. I hope there is a vacancy for Logan's birthday. Our VIP guest list (the ones that actually came) included: Ben, Sarah, Landon, Pete, Keri, Jack, Aaron, Sarah, Laura, my mom, Rob's parents, Tim, LaNaya, Aubrey, and of course all three of us! It was a small gathering compared to our regular turn out. Thank you to all that came to celebrate and to have a good time with us! We are thankful for our family and friends.

The birthday boy/old man!

Grandma Sheri says "pay attention, here I'll help you".

I made fresh home made cinnamon rolls for dessert. They were so good, if I might say so myself! It was a nice change from birthday cake.

This picture cracks me up!

Grandma Jorgene and Auntie L-Train teaching Logan how to eat corn on the cob. I have tried before, but he didn't want anything to do with it.

He totally loved every bite. We had lots of leftovers, Logan didn't complain.

Happy Birthday Babe! Hope you had a good time!
We love you!

Mom, really?!

Logan still plays with his exersaucer. Not in it, but plays with all the toys from the outside, regularly. On this particular day, Rob decided to see what kind of reaction we could get out of him if placed inside. Amazingly, no reaction at all! He just sat there and played for a good long while. You can see at the bottom of this picture, he can almost touch his knees to the bottom. Crazy! OK, I suppose not that crazy, he has grown since the last time he was inside of it.We were totally expecting him to wig out. Scream, cry, scream some more. But no, just a smile and about 15 minutes of free time for us.

I wonder how much longer we can get away with this?

Daddy and his boy

Like all other kids, Daddy's hold a special place in a child's heart.
You can clearly see that Logan loves his Daddy! Wherever Daddy is, I shall be too!Reading up on all the different kinds of trucks. That's a Daddy thing in our house.

"Say Cheese!"

Now for a little boob tube. Relaxing like the men they are.

Fun things we do!

Just like every other kid, Logan loves to be free from his poop catcher (a name Rob gave his diapers). Every once in a blue moon I allow this to happen. I hate cleaning pee off the floor. But here are some cute rump shots I got...

Another fun thing we do around here is read books. Logan LOVES books! The day this took place, I was in the kitchen cleaning. Logan is usually under my feet while this is happening. But on this day all I could hear was nothing! Nothing is always something, and never a good something. So I quietly come around the corner to find my sweet son reading books. He had gotten them out of the bin (which is no easy task) climbed up on the couch and planted them right in his lap. Oh, and always the right side up. He will actually flip the book around if it's upside down. Smart kid.

Shortly after this sweet moment, he ripped 5 pages out of that book! I was so pissed at him. What a little... never mind.