Posted in August 2009

Battle of my Bulge

So, I’ve had a lot of posts and Facebook status updates about my weight.  It’s really all my fault.  I got used to those 500 calories burned by breastfeeding and when I stopped I kept eating the same.  Well, eating sleeves of Oreos and having an “afternoon shake” eventually caught up with me.  BIG TIME.  We’re talking I’ve had to buy new pants a size larger to accommodate the new parts of ME.  Specifically, my mid-section and thighs.

I downloaded an app for my iPhone which tracks your weight and lets you know how many calories you need to eat per day to reach your goal.  Well, this little app has awakened me to the disturbing difference between the calories in what tastes good (to me anyway) and what I don’t usually crave.

For instance, Chick-Fil-A?  Yeah, pretty much everything there is 400 calories+.  Bread?  Like 200 calories a slice in some cases.  Especially if it tastes really good apparently.  And surprisingly, Bananas?  140 calories for a medium one.  Who knew?

Yet, broccoli, cucumbers, carrots … pretty much any fresh veggie is like 60 calories.  Now I don’t hate these things.  But they aren’t something I generally crave at 3:00 pm when hitting that afternoon “wall” at the office.

But it’s been an eye opener and I’m slowly (and begrudgingly) starting to realize what I need to avoid and what I need to eat more of in general.  Reminds me of Ted Alexandro’s bit … as much as you want.   Watch it and you’ll get it.  As much as you want.

The Manipulator

Monkey has learned the art of manipulation. For instance, the other day when he hit me and I got a scowl on my face, he immediately said, “Hug?” Of course, I melted. But he’s since done it a few times more and I’m wondering if I should do something about it. I suppose he’s learned that he’s done something wrong and that hugs “fix” it but then again, it shouldn’t be okay for him to hit constantly and then give hugs.

Then tonight, he awoke while DH was on the phone with Verizon (our DVR is messed up) so it was my turn to get him back in bed. I sat down in the chair next to his bed and he started saying, “want waffles?” I told him it was bedtime and we could have waffles in the morning. But he was really persistent and I knew he hadn’t eaten much for dinner so I thought maybe the kid is really hungry and if so, he’ll wake up really early (mornings are my shift) and I didn’t want that. Well, he tricked me! It was really just a ploy to go downstairs and ask for things like popsicles, Cars (which we watched part of earlier today) and other fun things.

Didn’t think the manipulation would start this early!

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