One of my new friends from MOPS is learning photography and her two sons are tired of modeling. So...she asked C to make his modeling debut! Here's a little sneak peek.
Isn't he cute?
Isn't he cute?
Monday, January 31, 2011
Mom Jeans
I’m officially back down to pre-preggie weight! **cheers from the crowd**
Unfortunately, and NOT as I expected, I still have a closet full of clothes that do not fit. I thought that pre-preggie weight would = pre-preggie clothes. Hahahahaha. Nope. Not even close.
So now, still about a size bigger than BC (Before Carson), I have no clue how to dress myself. I don’t know if I’m “allowed” to dress the same as before now that I’m a mom. I don’t know what looks good. And, I don’t know how to dress this weird new body. I need a stylist, like pronto. Clinton Kelly, please?
I’ll go into the stores that I used to shop at frequently (mainly Ann Taylor Loft, Banana Republic, Old Navy and Target) and I feel totally lost, totally out of place. I’ll wander around confused, and then leave empty handed. In my former, baby-less life, I felt pretty good…ok, decent, at navigating the fashion scene. Now, I’m like a blind person, clumsily feeling my way around with a cane.
Hopefully I will continue to lose weight (I’m working on it) and will be able to ease back into my old clothes and back into the fashion scene super soon. In the meantime, here are some looks that I’ve been crushing on.
Old Navy
Loft
Anthropologie
Thursday, January 20, 2011
It's a compliment?
People give you the most bizarre compliments when you have a baby. Take these for example...
-He has the best sized thumb nails!
-His little nostrils are so cute!
-He has the best shaped head!
-I love his little belly button!
Now, I can totally agree with all of the above, but this next one blows my mind.
The all time weirdest compliment ever given in the history of all of human existence...
-what a cute little baby puppy fetus!!!
To which I almost choked...and slowly backed away...reaching my hand towards my mace. What does that even mean you psycho crazy lady?????
-He has the best sized thumb nails!
-His little nostrils are so cute!
-He has the best shaped head!
-I love his little belly button!
Now, I can totally agree with all of the above, but this next one blows my mind.
The all time weirdest compliment ever given in the history of all of human existence...
-what a cute little baby puppy fetus!!!
To which I almost choked...and slowly backed away...reaching my hand towards my mace. What does that even mean you psycho crazy lady?????
Black and White Party
I am totally inspired to have black and white party!
Now I just need a reason to celebrate!
*all images are from google images*
Now I just need a reason to celebrate!
*all images are from google images*
Bring it on!
Last night was a really hard night. No, Carson wasn't up all night. Instead, I was in excruciating pain. I went on a run last night. It was supposed to be week 2: run 2. Instead it was run-for-15-minutes-and-end-up-crying-because-you-can't-walk-on-your-ankle. Ya. It was brutal. Here's how it went down.
I reluctantly ventured into the cold to go to the gym. I get there, stretch out all nice and good and begin to run. Now, my ankle has been hurting for several weeks, but nothing like this. After a few minutes it's hurting pretty nice but I kept going. Then, at about minute 15, I can't step on it. I text Ross and ask him what to do. He said to come home or, that he'd be happy to come get me. I hobble, literally, out of the gym and make it home. He meets me at the car and helps me inside. He has an ice pack and some medicine ready and waiting. I ice-advil-hot bath-ice it and am finally able to put pressure on it again. I mean, seriously, it was horrible. It was way worse pain than when I broke my wrist. I was crying, frustrated and just plain ticked off. Why won't my body cooperate with my 5k goal? So, after elevating, icing and advil-ing my pain away last night, I can sorta-kinda walk on it today. I think it's safe to say that I'll be taking a few days off for my ankle to heal and then it's back to 3 days a week. There may also be a trip to the doctor in there somewhere, just to check things out. I don't think that this much pain is normal or healthy. I just hate, hate, hate going to the doctor. I'm afraid that they'll give me some sort of crap diagnosis like tendonitis and tell me to just take it easy. Blah.
The thing is, it kind of just adds more fuel to my fire about accomplishing my goal! It's like...Body? You don't think you can do this? Well, I'll show you! Bring it on.
I reluctantly ventured into the cold to go to the gym. I get there, stretch out all nice and good and begin to run. Now, my ankle has been hurting for several weeks, but nothing like this. After a few minutes it's hurting pretty nice but I kept going. Then, at about minute 15, I can't step on it. I text Ross and ask him what to do. He said to come home or, that he'd be happy to come get me. I hobble, literally, out of the gym and make it home. He meets me at the car and helps me inside. He has an ice pack and some medicine ready and waiting. I ice-advil-hot bath-ice it and am finally able to put pressure on it again. I mean, seriously, it was horrible. It was way worse pain than when I broke my wrist. I was crying, frustrated and just plain ticked off. Why won't my body cooperate with my 5k goal? So, after elevating, icing and advil-ing my pain away last night, I can sorta-kinda walk on it today. I think it's safe to say that I'll be taking a few days off for my ankle to heal and then it's back to 3 days a week. There may also be a trip to the doctor in there somewhere, just to check things out. I don't think that this much pain is normal or healthy. I just hate, hate, hate going to the doctor. I'm afraid that they'll give me some sort of crap diagnosis like tendonitis and tell me to just take it easy. Blah.
The thing is, it kind of just adds more fuel to my fire about accomplishing my goal! It's like...Body? You don't think you can do this? Well, I'll show you! Bring it on.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Not boots for walking
So, I've been running lately...as you know...because I post ramblings about it frequently. 
And, I love shoes...as you know...because, well, I'm a girl.
So, naturally I've decided that I need new running shoes. For practical purposes only. Right? Qualifications? They must be pink. Not pretty little baby girl pink...but, HOT PINK. And they must be comfy, good running shoes, blah, blah, blah. I've looked several places but haven't found the ones yet but I know they're out there just awaiting on me!
And, I love shoes...as you know...because, well, I'm a girl.
So, naturally I've decided that I need new running shoes. For practical purposes only. Right? Qualifications? They must be pink. Not pretty little baby girl pink...but, HOT PINK. And they must be comfy, good running shoes, blah, blah, blah. I've looked several places but haven't found the ones yet but I know they're out there just awaiting on me!
Monday, January 17, 2011
Week 2: Run 1 (aka: Advil needed)
Week 2 Workouts: Brisk five-minute warm up walk. Then alternate 90 seconds of jogging and two minutes of walking for a total of 20 minutes. Five minute cool down walk.
Week 2: Run 1
Distance: 1.85 miles
Walk pace: 3.2 mph
Run pace: 5.7 mph
Calories burnt: 191
Terrain: Treadmill
How was your run? Brutal but I somehow made it through. My left ankle is killing me...still...an hour later. I feel accomplished! The new workouts for week 2 are definitely taking it up a notch. My distance and calories are down. I guess that is because I was slower towards the end since I was so tired.
Week 2: Run 1
Distance: 1.85 miles
Walk pace: 3.2 mph
Run pace: 5.7 mph
Calories burnt: 191
Terrain: Treadmill
How was your run? Brutal but I somehow made it through. My left ankle is killing me...still...an hour later. I feel accomplished! The new workouts for week 2 are definitely taking it up a notch. My distance and calories are down. I guess that is because I was slower towards the end since I was so tired.
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