Well, I feel like most girls at some point in their lives have a an issues with their bodies.
Mine started in college.
You see, in high school, I weighed between 100-105 pounds, was between a size 1-2, was pretty athletic, and I had no curves ( I know, it makes me sick too). I joked I looked like a boy because I had no boobs or hips. Then, as I was approaching college, the dreaded freshman 15 myth was rolling around, but I certainly didn't think that would be my problem. Long story short, in college, boom, the weight came. No, it wasn't like I gained 30 pounds, but it was a bit shocking at first. I do credit that I got my boobies and hips, lol!!! Then as life progressed, my life of once being a size 1-2 again was VERY much l0ng gone.
Now, flashfoward a few years. Many wives have told me that newly fresh wifeys sometimes gain weight for whatever reason (I am saying sometimes because maybe some wifeys are blessed to not deal with this, lol). Ugh, please don't let that be true, but sure enough it is TRUE!!! (okay, maybe not for everyone). I don't know what it is but yeah, not liking it at all....
So I am doing something about it.
I have decided to do it the old fashioned way, simply watching what I eat and excercising regularly. My problem is I am not consistent, especially in the gym area. However, hubs has become my gym partner and its gotten easier. My other nemesis is food. I have always struggled with eating healthy. Now its starting to get a bit easier.
So far I have "lost" about 4 pounds, however, it goes up and down because I literally eat a well balanced meal and I have gained a pound, so screw the scale. I don't know if I have "really" lost anything but I have noticed my clothes are more loose and I physically feel better. Food isn't such a struggle now. I recently had a burger for the first time in weeks and it was hard to finish it. I found myself wanting fruit....let's hope this lasts!!!
Cooking has become a lot better. I am OBSSESSED with this site:http://www.skinnytaste.com/ I have advertised it often, but really, its fab. I will be posting recipes that I try from the site, so be prepared....
I am happy with these small changes and I am starting to feel better. Do I want to be a size zero and 100 pounds? No, not at all. Bottom line, its important that I stay healthy and live a balanced, healthy life =)
Monday, November 15, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
The Unthinkable....
SO, I have survived three weeks as a kinder teacher. The first week was rough, I won't lie. They are cute but they are truly still babies.
Now, I am starting to get used to little ones come up from behind and tapping my leg or tugging on my shirt if they need my attention (once, one of them actually tapped my butt) , laugh when they say "Mrs. Pawtoh" (cute lisps!), realize that singing for everything keeps them super engaged and that understanding a 5 year old mentality gets a little easier as each daygoes by. However, I was not prepared for what happened today.
I got the kids settled into their worksheet, we finished it as a whole class and lastly, they were to color part of their worksheet. It gives me about a 5 minute break before I start hearing "Mrs. Pawtoh, I am DOOONNNNEEE!!!!" so, I am roaming around my classroom when I notice a brown ball on the ground. I didn't think much of initally, simply because the floor does get littered as the day goes on with everything we do. However, something in me says to pick it up with a tissue. I proceed to do so and I notice it smells.
Like, really really bad.
Yup, "Mrs. Pawto" just picked up poop.
The Potter Wife, aka OCD germaphobe, FREAKS out!!!!!!!!!!!! EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
Despite it was in the tissue, I wash my hands furiously. I take disfectant and clean a huge quadrant because I am sooooooooooooo freaked out. Then, I got a mad woman hunt to see if there are more posionous brown balls. Luckily, everything else for face value was okay.
But OMG
I share my horrendous story to another kinder teacher. She said, "Welcome to kindergarten! Once, a kid had diarrhea apparently, and was having an accident as they were going down the slide at recess".
WHAAAT????? I stare at her disgusted.
What a poopy day. I am still so grossed out, lol
Now, I am starting to get used to little ones come up from behind and tapping my leg or tugging on my shirt if they need my attention (once, one of them actually tapped my butt) , laugh when they say "Mrs. Pawtoh" (cute lisps!), realize that singing for everything keeps them super engaged and that understanding a 5 year old mentality gets a little easier as each daygoes by. However, I was not prepared for what happened today.
I got the kids settled into their worksheet, we finished it as a whole class and lastly, they were to color part of their worksheet. It gives me about a 5 minute break before I start hearing "Mrs. Pawtoh, I am DOOONNNNEEE!!!!" so, I am roaming around my classroom when I notice a brown ball on the ground. I didn't think much of initally, simply because the floor does get littered as the day goes on with everything we do. However, something in me says to pick it up with a tissue. I proceed to do so and I notice it smells.
Like, really really bad.
Yup, "Mrs. Pawto" just picked up poop.
The Potter Wife, aka OCD germaphobe, FREAKS out!!!!!!!!!!!! EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
Despite it was in the tissue, I wash my hands furiously. I take disfectant and clean a huge quadrant because I am sooooooooooooo freaked out. Then, I got a mad woman hunt to see if there are more posionous brown balls. Luckily, everything else for face value was okay.
But OMG
I share my horrendous story to another kinder teacher. She said, "Welcome to kindergarten! Once, a kid had diarrhea apparently, and was having an accident as they were going down the slide at recess".
WHAAAT????? I stare at her disgusted.
What a poopy day. I am still so grossed out, lol
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