The Man That Loves Em

This dude.. Totally rocks. Did I ever have any doubt that he would be such an amazing father? Nope. It's in him... It's in him down to his very  bones. The thing about my husband? - he loves hard and with all he has. I remember when I was pregnant how he'd talk to Aden and rub on my belly.  At night he'd put his arm around my huge belly and Aden always seemed to give him a little kick..maybe saying: "Get the hell off me" or "Hey, Dad". I'd say they had their own little bond going on before Aden was even born.

Oh, when Aden was born, was there ever a happier father than James? I think not. He thought he was all special and shit because he got to hold him first due to that damned c-section. Obviously, totally my right to hold the baby first! But, at that moment, I couldn't be happier that James finally got to feel what it was like to be so close to that little miracle. Love, isn't a strong enough word.

We were both so very happy and proud that we made this little person 100 % out our love for each other. Just like it was James' turn to hold the baby first, Father's Day is his time to be cherished for what he is, a wonderful, amazing, caring and nurturing Father.

I think I can speak for both Aden and myself, when I say, thank you for everything! You're the worlds best daddy and we love you & appreciate you so much for what you do and who you are to us everyday.

I remember when we came home from the hospital, I wasn't able to do much and was in a great deal of pain from the c-section. James did everything. He changed ALL of Aden's diapers, he handed Aden to me to nurse when he was hungry, then took him back to burp him. He'd clean up the house and make the meals too. He'd walk him around the apartment, bouncing him and talking softly when Aden was fussy.

Now, things haven't changed much at all.

 He still gets up every Saturday & Sunday and takes Aden in the living room to watch cartoons, while letting me sleep in. A trade off, since I've always been the one to get up at night with Aden (Yes, even now at almost 2 yrs old) and let's face it, I'm the only one with the Tit-Ta's so James is no help in that regard. Not unless Aden wants "hairy titty" as James would call it.

So, THANK YOU to the dude, that is a totally awesome father, even after working all week and sometimes coasting on 4 or 5 hrs of sleep. He still makes time to tickle some ribs, play outside, ride the horses, mow the lawn or kick back and watch Monsters for the 1020140th time with his Bubbaloo.

Happy Father's Day and keep on rockin daddy, we love you!

Must be doing something right

I fully expected to NOT be able to reach my goal of 110 by the end of the month, and the start of my vacation. I was doing the low-calorie thing and it was working, just very slowly. At about a pound a week and if I cheated on the weekend, the weight would be right back up a pound or two.

Let me stop right here and explain myself, I don't hate my body. My body has carried and given birth to a nearly 10 lb BEAUTIFUL baby boy and I'm proud of it. I also realize my stomach may never look the same. But, who's to expect the stomach of a 16 year old, when you're pushing 27? I don't. But, I do want to feel confident in my own skin, in a two piece bikini. And since I've been "dieting" and exercising I feel WONDERFUL. You cant understand what certain foods do to your body and how they make you feel physically until you stop eating them.

In the last 3 years I've come a long way. I may have been a smokin 105 three years ago, but I also ate like crap and smoked like a chimney. I'm proud of being smoke free for almost three years. There's a point where I never thought I'd say those words. I don't judge people for smoking,  I know just what kind of hold it has on people. It had on me. I'm just saying it can be done! I have my main motivation sitting at Grandma's right now. My sweet Aden. He's about to be two! He's talking up a STORM. It's still unreal to me and my heart hurts when I think about all the love he has brought into my life. Thank you baby boy, I love you more than the sun does shine and the moon does glow!

Back to the weight loss. It's happening. I'm down to 115 today. HOLLA!! This South Beach diet must be working. Or is it the Seabuckthorn juice that I've been taking going on three days? I'm not sure but I don't have to step on the scale to measure my weight loss. I can see it. My legs are slim, my face is thinner, my stomach is bordering on wanting to be flat. At this rate I'll totally make my deadline. Only down-side, I've lost a huge amount of fat off my ass. I always wanted a J-Lo booty, it just ain't in the cards for me yo. And that's okay too.

Monday "Weigh In"

So, I skipped last Monday. It was a crazy week. I was in a horse related accident, which left me with a broken tail bone. But, after over a week of healing I'm doing pretty darn well. I should be able to resume at least walking today. My weight loss wasn't where I wanted it to be though. Today I'm at 118.6, which is about 2 lbs off schedule. I feel pretty good about it though, at least I didn't gain or flat line without the exercise!

My new goal for this week is 116.6. If I do what I've set out to do my weight at the time of our vacation will be around 112. I'd be happy with that for now. My sister called me to let me know about a new "miracle berry" Dr Oz was featuring on his show. Sea of Buckthorn, it's thought it very well may prevent your body from storing excess fat. There was a study conducted on two groups of rats that were fed the same high fat diet. One group became extremely obese and had resulting health problems such as diabetes and heart problems, while the other group that was given the Sea of Buckthorn daily, maintained a healthy weight without any of the health problems the other mice had.

I totally ordered me some. I know, it's only a study on rats and considering I'm not obese it may not aid me in losing any weight, but it's worth a shot. Especially considering it's all natural. I'm still nursing Aden, so diet pills or anything of that sort is not an option for me. We will see!

Happy Monday!

With my son, I will NOT

Spank him.

Call him names.

Threaten never to speak to him again.

I will never stop apologizing when I'm wrong.

Use guilt or pull the "mom" card with him.

Turn my back on him in times of need or otherwise.

Make him feel as if he is not wanted or a bother to me.

Judge him.

Put my needs OR wants above his.

Criticize his wife or speak unkindly of her to him.

Force him to play sports.

Give him alcohol.

Make him feel as if he should marry a girl because she is pregnant.

Live vicariously through him.

Treat him differently than any future siblings.

Deny him a shoulder to cry on, a helping hand, an open mind, or unconditional love.

I know it's hard to say never, but I hope that I have learned from my childhood & past & I hope to correct those mistakes with my own son.

In a world so full of hatefulness and hurt, I just want him to feel secure, loved and accepted.