Monthly Archives: September 2011

A promising start


The whole family

If you’ve read my blog with any regularity you know that I suffered from a car accident, a pregnancy and subsequent birth of the Pork Chop last year. 2011 has been filled with craziness including a scary run in with Hurricane Irene.  With everything that’s been going on I’ve hardly had a moment to myself.  I took to my journal to really look at what my life had become.  I realized just how unhappy I’ve been.  While I love being a mother, not spending any time pursuing a hobby or interest has made me pretty one dimensional.  If I do anything it’s for my kids or my husband, not for myself.  My body is certainly showing the after effects of my pregnancy and depression in the form of 40 lbs that need to take a hike.  I easily turn to junk food and picked up my bad soda habit again.  Writing this out for anyone to see is difficult because it showcases everything I don’t like about myself lately.

The upside to this is that I decided to finally do something about.  I wrote a list of three specific large goals and broke it down into easily accomplished steps.  It was inspiring!

And then I let it sit there for three weeks.

I didn’t do anything.  I kept eating junk food, I kept burning myself out on trying to be super mom, I moaned and complained when I looked in the mirror.

That all changed today and I couldn’t be more excited.  I got off my butt, threw on my running shoes, strapped the Pork Chop and Bubba into their seats and drove to the gym!  Well, first I drove to KMart to get a new lock because my old one was clamped to the side of my gym bag and I couldn’t remember the combination because it had been over a year since I last used it.  But then I went right to the gym!  I dropped the kidlins off in the child care room and hit the treadmill.  My completely awesome playlist and my Kindle kept me busy and the next thing I knew, 45 minutes had passed!  I decided to stop there not wanting to overdue it on my first day back.  I felt so good to just walk and walk and walk.  I didn’t have anyone crying or saying “heymomheymomheymomheymomheymom…”.  I had a smile on my face when I saw the kids again.  I went home and ignored the soda and poured a nice glass of water instead.  It’s a promising start and I’m ready to get back to a happier, healthier me.