oooh-weee.

It looks like the bad luck of 2012 followed us right in to 2013.

Our life has so much good, but when you are in the thick of lots of crappy stuff...it is much harder to see the good. Am I right? I start to forget about all the things that make me happy. I do like to play the game of at least I don't have this or that problem, it helps me put things in to perspective.

Yesterday was a really low day for me, I tend to get really depressed when I have minimal sleep. When I said something pathetic sounding, Paul laughed and said "Wow, no one should hang around you today!" I guess it is a good thing I don't feel like blogging, because who wants to read depressing stuff?!

I have been really thankful for those friends that have stopped by with a large Coke on days I haven't been myself. I am thankful for a friend that invited me on a little shopping date, it really helped. I am thankful for a friend sending me an email making sure I was okay, because I haven't blogged. I am thankful for my husband who never gives up on trying to put a smile on my face, even if that means spending more of his money.

I really am lucky even if a lot of the cards aren't landing our way lately. Everything always works out, things can always be worse, and I need to learn to focus on the positive.

P to the S This week is already starting to look up, I got a decent night of sleep last night and our leaking problem is finally getting resolved. PTL.

a workout journal {week 4}

If you would have told me 4 weeks ago that I would still be working out, I wouldn't have believed you. I can't say that it has gotten easier, because it is hard to keep doing something that hurts. I liked what one of my friends said on Facebook, "The workouts should not be easy, or everyone would be doing it!" Amen to that.

One day I heard a ripping sound in my pants as I was doing squats...that was not the ego boost I was hoping for.

I usually save the crying for after the workout, but one of the days I could barely get through the workout without tearing up. Some of these things are really hard for my body to do, and sometimes you make a fool of yourself when you try. Yes, I realize I should be proud of myself for trying, but it doesn't make it feel good to fall on your face.

Instead of going to a workout one day I decided to create a playroom, and wipe off the stationary bike that had an inch of dust collecting on it. I am excited to start using this to mix things up.

I was asked what kind of workouts I am doing, and this is just a sample of one I did last week. This cute girl in the video is the main instructor.

I was in bed determined to come up with any excuse to not go yesterday morning, but I went. It is starting to become something I need to get me out of grumpy moods. Yes, it does make me cry, but it makes me feel so much better. 

When this all started I didn't want to change my diet, and so I haven't. This is why I probably haven't quit working out, the small steps help me keep sane. One day I will change my diet, once I have a handle on the working out. In the past I have become unbearable to be around when I have tried to change it all. So, although it would be lovely to be seeing bigger results, I have to pace myself.

Week 4 down, yo.

a workout journal {week 3}

January 28th, 2013

Before this week even started I wanted to exercise every single day. Then I looked at the calendar and realized I had Bina's Dr. appointment bright and early today...missing my workout. So bummed out, and I was even tempted to reschedule her visit...

I guess the shoveling snow counts for something though.

January 29th, 2013

I was really excited to work out, and then I got there...I just felt off. Those feelings of being pathetic and weak were strong in my head, and the more I worked out it only became worse. Every push up I couldn't do, every time I had to stop...it just made me sad.

This isn't an overnight journey, I know this. Every time I have gotten to this point, I usually have given up. I may be driving my readers crazy with these weekly exercise updates, but the truth is...this may be the only reason why I haven't stopped. I don't want to be embarrassed, I don't want to be weak, and I want to prove some people wrong.

I took my weekly pictures, and it is hard to see absolutely no change...because of course I should be a size 2 by now with all the working out I do. {wink} Just when I thought I had changed emotionally, I took a few steps back with that as well.

I came home and shoveled 6+ inches of snow, and worked up another sweat.

I look forward to a new day.

January 30th, 2013

I had a long talk with myself, and everything is going to be alright. I may not exercise every day. Sometimes my kids don't sleep well at night, and I can't find my motivation in the morning. I can't let these be reasons to not be active. Devin has gone to enough of these morning workouts that he is starting to know how to warm up. We had fun doing some of those exercises together, and I love that I am teaching my kids young to take care of themselves.

January 31, 2013

I did Just Dance with the kids, and you know what? Devin quit before I did. Now that is sayin' something.

February 1st, 2013

I took an early weekend, and not because I deserved it. Life seems to get in the way of working out a lot. Does anyone else have this problem, or is it just me?

a day by the hour.

Really my day started at 5:30 AM, but I was entirely too tired to think about taking pictures. So, I started at a reasonable hour of 8:00 AM.

{8:00 AM}
Devin was excited to have earned Hotel Transylvania, and wanted to watch it first thing this morning. This box it came in is his new favorite thing to carry around.

{9:00 AM}
Devin doesn't love the snow, but I decided to ask him if he wanted to go play outside. He shockingly said he yes. We didn't last long, but both of the babies had fun.

{10:00 AM}
Some of us played puzzles, and some of us tried to eat the puzzles.

{11:00 AM}
Devin takes his nap. Oh, and yes he has about every blanket we own in his bed...funny kid.

{12:00 PM}
I need a treat. Not naming any names, but someone is teething...and is crazy grumpy.

{1:00 PM}
As long as I give Bina my undivided attention, she is happy. It is making for an incredibly unproductive day.

{2:00 PM}
I try again to give baby Bean a nap, and bribe Devin with the treat drawer if he will stay quiet. Which was unsuccessful if you must know.

{3:00 PM}
Car pool with new reading material that we got in the mail today.

{4:00 PM}
I needed a break, I needed real food. Paul had no idea what he was getting himself into when he said he would watch Sabrina. I took Savannah and Devin to Café Rio for Lu-nner, and we picked up a treat for Daddy for watching the grumpy baby.

{5:00 PM}
Homework. Blarg. Everyone seems to congregate around us, and Savannah is learning roman numerals. I loved the note she gave me.

{6:00 PM}
Bath time in the sink for the babies, again. We have another working tub, but it isn't awesome for giving babies baths in.

{7:00 PM}
Getting ready for bed. Playing not so quietly, but playing together. I call this a success.

{8:00 PM}
Kids are all asleep, and I don't want to move from here.

kinda wordless wednesday: cuteness overload

It has a been a long week. We have a problem with our bathroom. Good thing 2 of the 5 people in our house fit in the kitchen sink. Unfortunately they both splash large amounts of water all over my kitchen, but it doesn't make them less cute!

finally.

I finally got around to taking Bina to her 6 month well child visit, and she is well on her way to 8 months. Eh. Better late than never, right?

Stats for her at 7+ months.
Weight: 20.2 pounds {92%}
Length: 27 inches {67%}
Head: 17.5 {88 %}

 

Fun facts about her...

I never thought that I would call her Bina, I actually wasn't a fan of that nickname at. all. Devin has always called her Bina, and what do you know...it stuck! I am pretty sure we will be calling her our "Bina-baby" forever.

{this wasn't posed, Devin really does just love her so very much!} 

If you cough or sneeze it makes her laugh.

Her favorite toy in the bathtub is Paul's shaving cream lid. She likes to be on her belly in the tub, and tries to crawl {which is about the funniest thing to watch}.

She finally likes and wants food, but not baby food. If you give her anything but what we are eating...she gags and makes faces. Something like this...

She looks so much like Savannah, and yet if you look at her just right...she looks so much like Devin. I just think it says that all of our babies look alike.

She loves to play with Daddy's face, and he is really good at getting her to sleep. I will nurse her, and then Paul will take over the rocking, singing, and snuggling before bed.

If I raise my voice to the other kids, Bina will always start to cry. I have a bunch of sensitive kids.

aaand that is all friends.

Until 9 months, which is right around the corner.

 

 

 

supportive.

I just wanted to say THANK YOU SO MUCH for supporting Savannah with all of your orders for Girl Scout cookies. She exceeded her goal, and then some. We are anxiously awaiting the cookies so that we can come visit all of our friends.

She was thrilled when she got a check in the mail from Grandpa Sell telling her she could buy a couple of boxes for herself.

She was ecstatic when my friend Kendahl sold 127 for her...yes, that is not a typo...OVER A HUNDRED BOXES! {Totally deserves caps.}

Whether you ordered 1 box or 10, we appreciated every single order. Savannah is going to a Summer camp, and the money she earned pays for her to go. So, thank you.

Much love from us!