Today, Ryan and I are starting a new diet. Ryan has done this diet a few times in the past and it's worked really well for him. And since mama is still not back to her pre-Judah weight, I'm joining in on the fun this time! I'm about to head into the kitchen to throw away 3/4s of our food! Can't wait!
Here is what my diet looks like (it's different for men and women)
BREAKFAST
Single bowl of oatmeal (serving: ½ cup oats with 1 cup water) with 2 oz. of skim milk, Equal, Molly McButter, and spices
OR
1 boiled or poached egg AND 1 slice of fat free bread toasted
LUNCH
2 -3 oz. Baked or broiled turkey breast, chicken breast, fish or water packed tuna
1 slice fat free bread
Lots of lettuce and tomato
1 small baked potato OR ½ cup steamed or boiled rice
DINNER
3-4 oz. Baked or broiled turkey breast, chicken breast, fish or water packed tuna
Small salad OR ½ cup of boiled or steamed vegetables
Small baked potato OR ½ cup steamed or boiled rice
SNACKS
3 Snacks daily – 3 pieces of fruit (approximate serving = 1 cup)
Beverages – coffee, tea, diet pop, or water
Dressing for salad – vinegar, lemon juice, or ½ tsp. fat free dressing
(Good: Nakano – natural rice vinegar and Reese – Raspberry vinegar)
Okay to eat the following
Celery and carrots (between meals)
Dill pickles (occasionally)
Equal, Sugar Twin, Splenda
Mustard (French’s Classic Yellow)
Red skin potato
Sweet potato
Salsa (Sugar Free only)
Sugar free jello
Absolute No's:
Alcohol
Avocado
Bananas
Corn
Condiments: Ketchup, Mayo, etc
Dried Fruit
Salmon
Sweet Pickles
4th MEAL OPTIONAL
2 oz. baked or broiled chicken breast, turkey breast, fish or water packed tuna
2-3 small red skin potatoes
Bottom's up!!! :)
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
Morgan's guest book
Morgan is getting married at the end of the month and I'm the maid of honor. I think it's supposed to be 'Matron', but that sounds really old, so I'm sticking with 'Maid'. I made her a guest book, and thought I'd share :)
Saturday, May 1, 2010
"Oh, hello strange ladies! Watch what I can do!"
So, yesterday I was garage sale-ing with Theresa and Bryn and Judah started to get a little fussy and hungry. We decided to make a short stop at McDonalds to feed everyone and change a diaper. Plus, it gave me the perfect opportunity to feed my disgusting summer addiction - SWEET TEA. Ugh, I'm such my mother's daughter!
Anyway, here we are, fed, changed, ready to rock and roll, and these two girls (verrry young looking) sit down next to us with a BRAND NEW baby. Soo tiny! It's amazing that Judah was that tiny just weeks ago, and yet I can't even remember it!
So, I'm gooing and gaaing over their baby, they're gooing and gaaing over Judah, we exchange a couple smiles, and the typical "How old is he", and then i noticed something very familiar. The face.
Not many people would know this face, but I do. The eyebrows go down, the cheeks get flushed, the lips pucker out like a little bird beak, and I say out loud (Because when you have a baby any embarrassing or intimate subject matter is no longer embarrassing OR intimate) "Judah, are you pooping?", and at that moment, I begin to grow warm. Now, allow me to remind you, that In these 10 weeks of life, I have already lost count of how many times I've been peed on. It's neverending. And usually, if I go a full day without being peed on, it's a success to put down in the books. So, needless to say, I was prepared. I knew exactly what was going to happen and what was already happening. Theresa however, was a little bit more surprised. "GASP!!! KRISTA! He's peeing on you!". But I was prepared! I didn't jump, or scream (psh! THAT would be embarrassing!) or even drop my baby, I just stood there, cuddling Judah and smiling. And the two poor girls that had just gotten done gooing and gaaing over Judah sat there dumbfounded. I looked down (although I already knew what was there), and in the middle of McDonalds, I was surrounded in a puddle of urine. Yes folks, a puddle. Not a dribble, not a small spot on mommy's pants. Oh no, my shirt was covered, my pants could have been wrung out, and I had pee dripping down my stomach and into my beltline. And, as I stood there smiling proudly, I looked over at the two girls again, and I said "Your baby is absolutely adorable. Just wait till he pees on you in the middle of McDonalds.".
And then...this is where you become very proud of me. Of course, Judah had a change of clothes, but psh, why would Mommy ever need a change of clothes? So...we packed up our stuff, got back in the car, and Gosh-Darnit! We finished our garage sale-ing! I love this baby!!
Anyway, here we are, fed, changed, ready to rock and roll, and these two girls (verrry young looking) sit down next to us with a BRAND NEW baby. Soo tiny! It's amazing that Judah was that tiny just weeks ago, and yet I can't even remember it!
So, I'm gooing and gaaing over their baby, they're gooing and gaaing over Judah, we exchange a couple smiles, and the typical "How old is he", and then i noticed something very familiar. The face.
Not many people would know this face, but I do. The eyebrows go down, the cheeks get flushed, the lips pucker out like a little bird beak, and I say out loud (Because when you have a baby any embarrassing or intimate subject matter is no longer embarrassing OR intimate) "Judah, are you pooping?", and at that moment, I begin to grow warm. Now, allow me to remind you, that In these 10 weeks of life, I have already lost count of how many times I've been peed on. It's neverending. And usually, if I go a full day without being peed on, it's a success to put down in the books. So, needless to say, I was prepared. I knew exactly what was going to happen and what was already happening. Theresa however, was a little bit more surprised. "GASP!!! KRISTA! He's peeing on you!". But I was prepared! I didn't jump, or scream (psh! THAT would be embarrassing!) or even drop my baby, I just stood there, cuddling Judah and smiling. And the two poor girls that had just gotten done gooing and gaaing over Judah sat there dumbfounded. I looked down (although I already knew what was there), and in the middle of McDonalds, I was surrounded in a puddle of urine. Yes folks, a puddle. Not a dribble, not a small spot on mommy's pants. Oh no, my shirt was covered, my pants could have been wrung out, and I had pee dripping down my stomach and into my beltline. And, as I stood there smiling proudly, I looked over at the two girls again, and I said "Your baby is absolutely adorable. Just wait till he pees on you in the middle of McDonalds.".
And then...this is where you become very proud of me. Of course, Judah had a change of clothes, but psh, why would Mommy ever need a change of clothes? So...we packed up our stuff, got back in the car, and Gosh-Darnit! We finished our garage sale-ing! I love this baby!!
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