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Month: June 2006

Sizing It Up

I haven’t written about my dieting adventures lately because I haven’t really been dieting the last few months.  I’ve still been kind of watching what I eat, but haven’t been too strict with myself.  I have pretty much maintained my weight, but haven’t really lost any more since about February.

I decided Monday that it was time to start up again.  I’ve thought this several times in the last few weeks, but haven’t really done it.  This time I did.  So far this week I have been sticking very strictly to my Weight Watchers plan and have dropped 5 pounds already this week.  I’m sure I can’t contribute all of that to the diet.  More than likely there was some natural fluctuation and water weight added in, but I already feel better. 

As stupid as it is, the numbers on the scale really do affect my mood.  I’ve had a much more positive attitude this week and I know that part of it is because I’ve taken back control over my eating.  The other part of it I think can be contributed to the fact that I’ve made a firm decision to try to improve things with Hubby.

The thing that really pushed me back to the dieting was trying on clothes this weekend.  I went shopping for a dress for my BIL’s wedding (Holy cow…it’s next weekend!) in Phoenix and was getting frustrated because every dress I tried on seemed to be just a little tight in the waist.  Yes, I know I had a baby and I know that my stomach will never be the same, but I still want to be able to buy clothes that fit.  You would think I would be happy that I am at least 2-3 dress sizes smaller than I was the last time I bought a dress but that’s just not good enough for me.

The other thing pushing me back to the dieting is that my 10-year high school reunion is in 2 WEEKS!  I want to go there looking good and feeling good about myself.  If I can drop a few more pounds before then, I’ll feel better and be more confident.

I’ve been doing quite a bit of shopping over the last couple of weeks.  I blame it on the fact that we’re getting ready to go on vacation and I don’t have a lot of casual clothes that fit that are appropriate for the weather.  I can’t really wear jeans and long sleeve shirts in Phoenix mid-June so I’ve been buying some capris and cute tops to go with them. 

The problem is I keep buying my shirts too big.  I’ve gotten in the habit of buying all my shirts in an extra-large over the years.  First I went through the baggy clothes stage where everything had to be at least one to two sizes bigger than what I actually should have been wearing.  Then I grew into my large clothes.  Now that I’m smaller again, I still think I need to buy that size when I really need a large or medium depending on the style.  I told my mom this morning that I need to start making myself try everything on before I buy it.  I hate trying on clothes and usually just buy off the rack unless I’m not sure about the size.  Either that, or wash everything in really hot water and hope it shrinks.

But back to the dieting.  Tonight Hubby and I are going out for dinner…dinner that will include at least one if not more margaritas and will not fit into my diet.  It is a special occasion so that’s ok.  But, then, on Saturday I’m going to a friend’s bachelorette party where there will be another dinner and many drinks which will not fit into my diet.  I’m a little worried about what kind of effect that will have on the 5 pounds I lost.  Perhaps I will just not eat on Friday and Sunday to make up for it.  Yeah, right.  I can diet, but I cannot skip eating all together.

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Reflection

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Photo taken by my mom in the JC Penney’s dressing room while I was trying on clothes last weekend.

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Feeling Someone Else's Pain

How do you help someone that is hurting when you just don’t know what to say?  I have always been the type of person that friends come to with problems.  I’m a great listener.  I try to give helpful advice when I can, but some instances don’t call for advice.  Sometimes there is just nothing to say.

One of my co-workers, who I have only known for a short time, had something terrible happen over the weekend.  Her 13-year-old niece was killed in a car accident.  I don’t know any details as she is not ready to talk about it, but my heart is aching for her and her entire family. 

I feel like I can understand some of the emotions she is going through because I recently had to deal with the sudden death of a family member.  I realize that my situation was very different, but the loss you feel at the death of a loved one is something you can’t understand until you have been through it.

When my brother-in-law died, no words could possibly comfort the ache in my heart so I have not attempted to offer my condolences to my co-worker.  She is not ready to talk about things and I respect her wishes to keep busy and keep her mind off of it.  We all deal with pain in different ways and if keeping busy is what helps her, then I’ll let her be.

I can’t seem to keep my mind off of it though.  My thoughts keep going back to my nephews.  They are so young and innocent.  I can’t even begin to imagine my life without them in it.  Since the day they were born, I have loved them as if they were my own.  I have cared for them.  I have protected them.  To think that one day my nephews, or even Zach, might be stripped away from this world as my co-worker’s neice was is beyond what I can fathom.

What makes me hurt the most is knowing that my co-worker was never able to have children of her own.  She has made her peace with that, but I know that when I thought I might never be able to have my own kids, the one thing that comforted me was that I knew I had a nephew to give my love to.  I wonder if it wasn’t the same for her.  I imagine that her niece was a "replacement" of sorts for the children she couldn’t have.

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