I'm a Wimp!

Before I got pregnant I was concerned with my weight. What 40 year old woman isn't? Your metabolism really does slow down, my mother was right, again.

So I had tried out an exercise DVD from the library, my hubby bought it for me becase it stayed here so long it incurred a fine. NO, I didn't use the DVD every one of those days, even though I'd like to say I did. The DVD is called Pilates for Wimps. So, yes, I am a wimp. But I really like the DVD. For several reasons. The first is that I don't have to go to the gym to do it. I am not, nor will I ever be a "gym person". It's just not my thing & I'm too insecure about my looks & my gym abilities to go there. I'm also inherently lazy & know within my hear that I will waste my money because I won't go to that gym after the shine wears off. This shine usually wears off shortly after that first ball breaking workout. I also like that there aren't a lot of props needed to make this happen. Pilates apparently uses the body as it's prop. I know a tiny bit about Pilates & that has to do with the connection to yoga but I only know a little about this, too. I'm into Yoga but I'll write about that later. This video also has two people exercising. The perfectly fit, young & lovely teacher & another lovely, thicker, more like me person.

I pulled the DVD out & did the workout & I've learned that after having this baby I really am a wimp. I'm going to try to do this DVD three times a week when puppy is napping. (The other days I work so I'll have to take puppy out for walks.) Again, I've found I really like this DVD. It's a relatively simple 30 minute workout, using my own strengths & weight, it's made for wimps like me but the teacher is there doing the exercises so you can see an alternative method.

Writings

(1) The Massage

The smell of tobacco
on her breath,
A chill in the air.

The heat in my bones.

And dream of my
father laughing at
beavers.


(2)

I sit in quiet. The vibrations
of the ceiling fan like the
beating of my heart.

Occasionally the click of the
Zippo, the low burning of
tobacco fills my ears, taking
away the sound of the fan,
my heart.

The swirling to extinction of
the smoke like the fire of
our time together.


(3)

cathartic self spells
cleansing the soul of damage -
open to freedom.


(4)

contrast of silky
cream and dry dark chocolate
erotic to see

Finally!

I finally have those pics from the Babies R Us trip uploaded!
The red sports car walker was sooooo adorable, Baby Daddy (AKA BD) & I almost

went for it at double the cost of the other walkers. The Jeep ain't so

bad either but we've passed on a walker entirely. He has an activity

center that does him well & I think he'll be walking on his own in no time!

They should make a dessert like this!

They should make a dessert called Baby's Feet, kind of like Elephant Ears, you know? They would be so good & I would be about 8000 lbs.

I can't get enough of them!

My pride will get the best of me, yet.

Puppy's 4 month exam & shots were yesterday. My boy is 16 lbs. 9.6 oz. & 26" long. He's doubled his weight in 4 months & grown 6". (here is where the pride gets a little too big) He has the motor skills of a 6 month old. (!?!)

In some ways this isn't a surprise, if you saw the Little Monster in action he doesn't stop, he's like a wiggle worm on meth. It's a wonder sometimes that he hasn't chewed through his fingers or kicked a hold in his carseat!

We get to start solid food, too. Rice Cereal here we come. If it works out we'll be able to start fruits & vegetable's in about a week or two. I should start making some veggies up now since he's an overacheiver in other matters. If I start now I might actually save some money & get some stockpiles in the freezer(if not I'll just be shopping for those adorable little bottles).

My boy is growing up...this is a wonderful realization untill I think about him getting old enough that some other woman starts taking care of him. Oh, this will be so hard, I can try to start preparing, now.

Now I really feel like a bad Mommy.

So when I picked puppy up out of the exersaucer I find that he has also peed out of his diaper. Stupid store brand diapers.

After the night we had you'd think I'd be a little more sensitive, but NOOOOOO. His "I got bad poops to make" crying wasn't enough for me.

OK, my bad.

So I'm eating granola, drinking decaf & cruising the net. Puppy is in the much loved exersaucer making all kinds of noise, I believe it all to be happy noise. He has recently started making new noises such as screeching...yes, real screeching...and squeals. I'm thinking this is all good stuff.

Then I look up at him & he's covered in the old cottage cheese spit up. Yea, sitting there, smiling up at me with chunky lumps all over his chin, on the front of his outfit. I immediately go over & wipe him down, wipe the ML exersaucer and, yea, come back to write this post.

Now who feels like the bad mom?

me