A Very Happy Day!

Today was a great day in Mommy Land.  As I went about my daily routine, I had an extra pep in my step to match the HUGE smile that was on my face. 


Why the extra cheesy grin?  What caused this joyous mood?  Oh, I’m so glad you asked!  The reason for my elation is simple.  I got on my scale this morning and to my surprise (drum roll please…;)), I have reached my pre-pregnancy weight!!  Hooray, hooray, and the crowds go wild!!!  HAHAHA.  Ok, so there were no crowds, lol, but that didn’t stop me from scooping up my baby girl and dancing around the room.  After all, there should be a celebration when you see your hard work pay off!

In actuality, numbers were never the main focus of my weight-loss goals.  I know that 3 digits don’t define who I am, but I wanted to be in a place where I was truly comfortable in my own skin once again.  I wanted my confidence back, so a few months ago I decided that it was time for me to make some adjustments if I wanted to see the change I desired.  I started a new exercise regime, and although I’ve yet to complete it, I am at the finish line.  With 8 more workouts and 1 fit-test to go, I think it’s ok to slow down, take a deep breath, and give myself a small pat on the back.  I’ve earned it!

This is by no means the end of my fitness journey, but what I’ve learned so far is much more valuable than what any outward appearance can teach me.  I’ve learned that, YES, these things may take time and there’s nothing wrong with that.  I’ve learned that, YES I can find a healthy balance between what my daughter wants and what my body needs.  I’ve learned that, YES I can be committed to a goal and accomplish what I’ve set out to do!  This is an important one to remember, because, Lord-willing, we will expand our family one day and it will be a blessing to know that I’ve done it once before, and if I choose to, I CAN do it again!


I’ve also learned that I have the most incredible support system, and I thank YOU ALL!!!  The encouraging words, tough love, and accountability all contributed to my success, and although I know this feat is a minor one in light of so many other things, it means the world to me!!

I will continue to keep you posted, and I hope you will also share your goals with me!  Let’s continue to motivate each another, and I’m sincerely here if you need me!!

Love to you all…and YOU CAN DO IT!!!! 🙂


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Monday Motivation: Ain’t No Failures in This House!!

Sometimes we all require a swift kick in the pants, and yesterday my extraodinary husband was there to give me just what I needed…

It’s been exactly 2 months since I began my new, Insanity Workout.  If I would’ve followed the regime to a tee I’d be just about done, but I ran into some hiccups, and the additonal days off have me a bit further behind than I’d like to be in this 60-day plan.  Nonetheless, I’m sticking to it, and the results so far have been excellent!!  Yes, I see a change in my outward appearance, but more importantly I feel better than I have in quite some time.  I’ve been losing weight and toning up, but there was still one goal that alluded me:  I wanted to wear my wedding ring again.

Now I don’t live in a fantasy land, nor do I have unrealistic expectations.  I know that physical change takes time, and that there would be some aspects of my body that would never be the same again.  After all, I had a baby, lol, and I’m ok with that!!  But every so often I’d slip that band on and fight the discouragement as the tight pinching enveloped my finger.  In my mind I’d say “JUST FIT!  Don’t you miss my finger as much as my finger misses you?  Stop being so stubborn!!”  It didn’t listen.

About a week and a half ago it dawned on me that I’d gone nearly a year without being able to wear it.  With an upcoming family photo shoot, and a trip to visit my parents in Georgia, I wanted the symbolic jewelry to adorn my hand once again.  It became obvious that if it meant that much to me I’d need to get it resized.  Ugh.  What a terrible word. Resized.  Stupid Silly, right?  But I’m being honest. Somewhere in my mind I thought that having to make this adjustment meant I had failed.  Maybe I didn’t work hard enough or eat enough of the “right” things.  If only I’d had less off days and pushed myself more.  If only…

This past Saturday we went to the jewelry store  and my husband noticed my excitement.  He would no longer walk alongside a woman with bare hands, and I would look down and that slightly pale indentation would be covered once again.  All systems were go, and within 24 hours I’d be back in action!  But even as we walked back to the car I had to ask the question.  “Kevin, am I a failure?”  He replied “No, of course not!  Get those lies out of your head!”  And I did for the moment, but the next day I was hesistant.  There it was, sitting inside that pretty blue bag, and all I could think about was defeat. 

So I asked my husband again. “Babe, are you sure I’m not a failure? Maybe I could’ve worked harder, maybe I could’ve done more.  Maybe I-” He jumps up from the couch and in a booming voice exclaims  “AIN’T NO FAILURES IN THIS HOUSE! I’m not a failure, you’re not a failure, Alexandra’s not a failure.  Look at this beautiful little girl we created.  Look at how much God loves us.  WE ARE NOT FAILURES!”  I couldn’t help but laugh as his face contorted and his eyes popped out of his head, 😉 but I finally got it through my thick skill.  I was fine.  In fact I was more than fine and it was high time I started acting like it!!

Friends, you are not failures either!!!  You have people in your life who love and appreciate you, and none more so than our Abba Father!!  There are no failures in your house, God’s house, and as my Pastor always says“There are no losers in Christ”!  Believe it, receive it, and remain encouraged in Him!!!

Ring ON as I type this morning! 🙂

1 Corinthians 15:57 (NKJV) But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.

Romans 8:37 (NKJV) Yet in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us.

Remember, you’re always a winner in Christ!!!

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Weekly Image of Life: Celebration

The holiday season is upon us, and the next 2 months will be jam-packed with family, friends, and celebrations galore!  While I truly believe that the joy-filled moments we share with others are the best kind, the words of my dear blogging friend, Island Traveler, reminded me of another reason to rejoice.

“There are even celebrations of self for simply reaching a significant milestone in one’s life.”

I gave birth 7 and a half months ago, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have my moments days of insecurity.  God had allowed my body to do the most beautiful and miraculous thing, yet the aftermath left me feeling like a stranger when I looked in the mirror.  It’s been nearly a year since I’ve worn my wedding ring, and the day I finally put it on a necklace I knew it was time to make a change.   When my daughter turned 6 months old I started a new workout plan, and I’m happy to report that my confidence is building!  Although I’m near my pre-pregnancy weight, I’m not trying to focus on the numbers.  What matters most is being able to see myself as the beautiful woman God created me to be.  It’s amazing what determination, accountability and faith can do, and I hope you’re encouraged to meet your objective and celebrate yourself today!!

This was very near the end of my pregnancy. The thought behind my smile was probably “get this baby out of me!!” LOL!
Hubby and I had a GREAT date, but I wasn’t thrilled with my side profile. :/
6 months in, and the day I decided to make a change!
Using the baby as a clever belly disguise. Hoping all the focus is on her!
2 and a half weeks ago, and the first time I’d been able to fit ANY of my pre-pregnancy pants!!
This picture was taken this past Sunday. I wore orange and black to support the San Francisco Giants, and even though they won the World Series that day, I felt like the winner! 🙂

We all have goals, and whether big or small we should be grateful and excited when we’ve achieved what we’ve set out to do.  This should not be done in vanity or conceit, but for continued belief, personal growth , and trust in our ability to accomplish great things!

What are you celebrating today?!!

The Weekly Image Of Life challenge is issued every Wednesday by The Island Traveler at This Man’s Journey. If you would like to participate and see other entries please visit here!

Monday Motivation: Don’t Quit

“It always seems impossible until it’s done.”Nelson Mandela

When my daughter turned 6 months old I decided it was time for me to make a greater commitment to exercising.  Between nursing, walking, and generally leading an active lifestyle I’ve lost quite a bit of pregnancy weight, but I have a very specific goal in mind that requires an extra push. I’ve been diligent in sticking to my new fitness regime, and my confidence grows with each passing day.  Encouragement and accountability goes a long way during this process, and I’m fortunate enough to have an incredibly supportive husband, and several friends who help me stay motivated.   However, Saturday was a day I felt alone on an island.

I was gearing up for my workout, but I was having the hardest time staying focused.   My hubby was supposed to be enjoying his alone time while my baby slept, but she had other ideas and the interruptions seemed endless.  I couldn’t concentrate and I felt mentally assaulted.  I’d done this particular routine before, but it took everything in me not to push the “stop” button and throw in the towel. I finished for the sake of saying I finished, but the sweat and shortness of breath didn’t make up for my lack of effort.  I felt defeated.  In an attempt to shake the negativity, I searched for pictures or quotes that would lift my spirits and keep me positive about the outcome of my next day of training (today).  This is what I found: 

It’s so simple, but the Lord knew what I needed to hear in that very moment.  Here I was beating myself up for a sup par performance, but I was missing the point.  There are bound to be days like this when you’re making steps toward achieving any number of goals.  Days when you hit a wall and think you’re only option is to hold a pity-party fueled by self-loathing and doubt.  Days when you think quitting is better than failing.  Ahh it’d be so much easier to give up wouldn’t it?  But would you really be getting what you want?  

Whether your objectives are related to health, finances, relationships, whatever, give yourself the opportunity to “try, try agin”!!  

Philippians 4:13 (AMP)                                                                                                                                                                                                            
 I have strength for all things in Christ Who empowers me [I am ready for anything and equal to anything through Him Who infuses inner strength into me; I am self-sufficient in Christ’s sufficiency].


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The Ring Around My Neck

Labor Day Weekend 2012

I’m smiling so I must be happy right?  Well, not exactly.  Let me start at the beginning…

This past November I was 5 months pregnant and turning 30.  I’d experienced major swelling from the very beginning, but in the midst of certain discomforts I was grateful that a few normalcies were in tact.  One such joy came from still being able to wear my wedding ring.    Now I knew that this could change at any moment, but maybe, just maybe, I’d be one of the lucky ones.  My birthday is November 14th and at the time it was still sitting pretty on my finger.  Thanksgiving was 10 days later, and sadly, no more ring. I don’t remember exactly when it happened but I distinctly recall the tight, clinching, pinching feeling I experienced on the morning my ring suffocated my finger. I didn’t want to end up in the emergency room and watch a doctor or nurse cut it off my hand, so siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh.  It was time to take it off. 

Days and weeks passed, and my once little hand felt bare.  A few people noticed the absence and suggested I try wearing it on my right side, because for whatever reason it worked for them.  No success.  Then there was the idea of putting it on a chain around my neck, but I was teaching P.E. and paranoia set in as I thought about the outdoor spaces, movement, equipment, and hundreds of students I was interacting with throughout the week.  So after consulting with my hubby the decision was made.  I’d go ringless until after the baby arrived.  I wasn’t particularly self-conscious about it when I was out in public (shame on anyone who would think it was their business to make certain assumptions), but deep down I missed it.  I knew it would only be a matter of time, and then voilà! It was March at last and my sweet daughter was born.

Upon her arrival, I was determined to be as realistic as possible when it came to shedding my baby weight.  I never had a crazy image of an insta-flat tummy or my ring miraculously fitting as I laid in the recovery room after delivery.  I’d give it some time and surely my goal would be attained in a matter of months.  The truth is it hasn’t quite happened this way.

Although some days are better than others, I’m generally pleased when I look in the mirror.  I lost much of my water weight with ease, and nursing has made a big difference in burning calories.  I walk often, and generally lead an active lifestyle, but the one change I longed to see most has yet to come to fruition.  It was Labor Day weekend and after several devastating disappointing attempts to at least get my band past my knuckle without throbbing, I decided to temporarily throw in the towel and start wearing it as a necklace.  I was happy to have it close to my heart, but deep down I felt a sense of defeat.

Trust me when I say that I’m not writing this to throw a pity party.  I know I’m beautiful at whatever shape or size I’m at, and that my goal will be reached.  The bottom line is that I’m not there yet, and this doesn’t make me happy.  I don’t want to continue wearing my ring around my neck, because for me, it’s not where it belongs.  I don’t want to get it re-sized either because, well, I JUST DON’T.  I want to work harder, make some changes and see where it leads me. If I need to do some re-evaluating at some point I’ll cross that bridge when it comes.

Alexandra turned 6 months old on Wednesday, and that morning I began an insane new work-out (more on this later).  The countdown to “Patricia Wears Her Ring” is on, and I’ll be sure to keep you all posted.  Feel free to check in on me and make everyday count!!

God Bless!!

What are your some of your goals?  How do you stay motivated?  Do you encourage others along the way?