And, we're back! I got my act together enough this week to post the Friday Confessionals and my confessional this Friday... it's a big one. Literally. And it's
Ya'll, since becoming a mother; I have never had lower self-esteem about my looks. That's because I have never looked the way I do now. I seriously think I have some serious self-image issues; and thus, the reason I am the photographer and very often not the subject of a photo. That's because when a regular, well-adjusted person see this image:
I see this:
Being a mother has made it really, really hard to find time for myself. And, what little time I do get; I spent it sleeping or thinking about sleeping or worrying about Bea.
That's a large (emphasis on large) part of the reason that I weigh the most I have ever weighed in my entire life (aside from being pregnant). On top of that, (obviously) very few of my pre-pregnancy clothes fit. Yes, I was in pretty good shape (Remember the Tri or Machupicchu?) and had just come off a 30 pound loss at Weight Watchers! But still. It's incredibly depressing to only stare at my "good clothes" instead of wearing them.
But! All of that is going to change. At least, I hope so. I'm so tired of feeling horrible about myself. Plus, what kind of example am I setting for my daughter? I want her to grow up feeling confident about herself; and that's not going to happen with a mother who mopes about in a bathrobe and a Moo-Moo all day (I'm only half-joking about the moo-moo).
So, this past Monday I re-joined Weight Watchers; and so far (granted it's only been 4 days) it's going really well. I've been sticking to my Points and I haven't felt starved or deprived of anything. And, I've already been making smarter snack choices when I do feel hungry.
And, we joined the gym. I realize joining is only half the battle; so Casey and I agreed on a workout schedule that gives us both equal time to exercise and get back in shape. Plus, I'm thinking of joining back with my ol' Faithfuls at Stroller Strides for their upcoming 5K training program. I once ran a triathlon... I want to at least be able to run a 5K again.
So there it is: I'm a Big Mama. But that's only temporary.
What's your confessional this week? Now it's your turn to come clean with just one measly way that your life is perfectly imperfect...
There are only two rules to this link-up:
1) Please don't go confessing to anything majorly serious (like, oh, I don't know; a felony)
2) Be sure to link back to our blog and include the handy-dandy blog button at the top of the page (Just highlight the code, press Ctl+C, and copy into you "Edit HTML" tab)
**If you don't have a blog, but still want to participate, leave your confession in the Comments section below! And, even if you're not a mom or a homemaker, I'm sure there are still a few ways which your life isn't always hot dates and fancy dinners, right? Oh, please tell me that's the truth!