Friday, September 28, 2012
Here's One Way to Cut Portion Sizes...
My daughter is really into helping me cook lately. She loves making miniature food. Last night she made plates of bite size burgers and mac & cheese. She used the cap from a soda bottle to make the itty bitty buns. Adorable, right?
(Burgers were 96% lean, on light bread. Mac & cheese was made with 2% milk and reduced fat cheddar.)
Monday, September 24, 2012
Here It Is...
So I'm putting it all out there for the world to see.
This morning I weighed in at 293 pounds - okay 292.8 to be specific.
And I want it noted that this was AFTER breakfast and coffee. I was also wearing clothes. I usually weigh in the nude first thing in the morning - after doing my bathroom business, of course!
Notice my chipped toenail polish? That's from a fall I took at the BlogHer conference in NYC nearly two months ago and never touched up. I work from home as a struggling freelance writer and have really let myself go. Most days I take my daughter to school in my pajamas and forget to brush my teeth.
I've gained twenty pounds since I quit my job outside of the home a year ago. I'd slowly worked my down to 270 from a high of 361. Writing for a living is so much more difficult and stressful than I expected it to be. It's been a rough year for my family in general and I'm an emotional eater. Lots of sedentary time alone at home is not good for someone with lifelong emotional eating issues - and that photo of the scale proves it!
I've been overweight since I was a preschooler. I weighed over 100 pounds when I was in first grade. I distinctively remember weighing more than the Emperor penguin my class was studying that year.
Two and a half years ago my husband and I adopted a nine-year-old girl from the foster care system. Our daughter is amazing. She is absolutely amazing and lights up my life. She makes my heart so full that I'm constantly thinking there isn't room to love her anymore, but it keeps on filling up anyways. And my husband is awesome, too. I'm a lucky wife and mom!
I want to be healthy and around for them for a long time. I also want to set a good example for my daughter about living a health lifestyle. I've been talking the talk, but not walking the walk. (Is that how that saying goes?)
The situation is complicated because she has developed some pretty big body image issues. Her body is growing and changing, plus she gained a good chunk of weight thanks to anxiety medication. She started middle school this year and will be twelve in two months. She thinks she's huge and ugly. She cries and tells me nearly every day that she hates herself. I tell her that her body is strong, amazing and beautiful, but I'm her mom. It doesn't mean much coming from me. Seeing her so unhappy is heartbreaking.
So I need to lose weight for my healthy, while letting her see that I think I'm hot and amazing at the size I'm at now! It's going to be quite the balancing act, but I'm up for the challenge.
Want to join me?
This morning I weighed in at 293 pounds - okay 292.8 to be specific.
And I want it noted that this was AFTER breakfast and coffee. I was also wearing clothes. I usually weigh in the nude first thing in the morning - after doing my bathroom business, of course!
Notice my chipped toenail polish? That's from a fall I took at the BlogHer conference in NYC nearly two months ago and never touched up. I work from home as a struggling freelance writer and have really let myself go. Most days I take my daughter to school in my pajamas and forget to brush my teeth.
I've gained twenty pounds since I quit my job outside of the home a year ago. I'd slowly worked my down to 270 from a high of 361. Writing for a living is so much more difficult and stressful than I expected it to be. It's been a rough year for my family in general and I'm an emotional eater. Lots of sedentary time alone at home is not good for someone with lifelong emotional eating issues - and that photo of the scale proves it!
I've been overweight since I was a preschooler. I weighed over 100 pounds when I was in first grade. I distinctively remember weighing more than the Emperor penguin my class was studying that year.
Two and a half years ago my husband and I adopted a nine-year-old girl from the foster care system. Our daughter is amazing. She is absolutely amazing and lights up my life. She makes my heart so full that I'm constantly thinking there isn't room to love her anymore, but it keeps on filling up anyways. And my husband is awesome, too. I'm a lucky wife and mom!
I want to be healthy and around for them for a long time. I also want to set a good example for my daughter about living a health lifestyle. I've been talking the talk, but not walking the walk. (Is that how that saying goes?)
The situation is complicated because she has developed some pretty big body image issues. Her body is growing and changing, plus she gained a good chunk of weight thanks to anxiety medication. She started middle school this year and will be twelve in two months. She thinks she's huge and ugly. She cries and tells me nearly every day that she hates herself. I tell her that her body is strong, amazing and beautiful, but I'm her mom. It doesn't mean much coming from me. Seeing her so unhappy is heartbreaking.
So I need to lose weight for my healthy, while letting her see that I think I'm hot and amazing at the size I'm at now! It's going to be quite the balancing act, but I'm up for the challenge.
Want to join me?
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