My most productive day of the week and I'm loving all this sunshine along with it. We got so much done yesterday - tree put up and decorated, outside lights up, it was a nice weekend with tons of family time. Last night I took Phoebe (our pup) on a 45 minute power walk around 730p and it was such a gorgeous night out. Funny how I'm not big on walking in the summer but come November I'm out almost every night bundled up and walking the dog. I love that fresh cold air before bed.
Drinking my morning shake right now before my crazy Monday morning workouts - 45 minute step class followed by an hour with Rita. I just realized I ran out of protein powder which I normally have in between workouts to keep my energy up so I am taking half a protein bar instead.
Yesterday I made a batch of organic quinoa and mixed it with juice out of a lime, chopped peppers and carrots so I am having that for lunch today along with some leftover cold bbq chicken breasts - yummy. Supper tonight is a family favourite - chicken and pepper fajitas which I haven't made in ages and Avah has been asking for. Yesterday for my afternoon snack I warmed up my homemade apple sauce and it was good so I might do that today. Maybe a piece of cheese. Have to wait and see what I'm in the mood for . I have lots of work to do for my travel agent business this afternoon so that will take most of my time until the kids get home on the bus. Then Avah's tutor comes from 4350p-530p and Jacko and I head upstairs for some time together.
An interesting thing happened to me yesterday. My mom called and said "So Sarah,I was reading your blog" and right there my heart sinks because I'm thinking she's going to tell me to stop being such a knob for writing it etc, stop eating crap,,,,,etc....but she was soooo nice. She said I really feel sorry for you. I see how hard you are working and what you are eating and not getting results must be so frustrating. And as I'm talking to her Tom walks into the bedroom and sort of overhears the conversation. So once I get off the phone with her he asks what we were talking about and I tell him. And for the first time EVER I felt like he understood. Normally he goes on about how much money I'm spending on a trainer when I could do it myself or stop eating crap but yesterday he sat down beside me and said "I hate that the IVF did this to you. I feel bad that you got nothing out of it except fat and a little crazy (well not in those exact words).". But the point is he finally acknowledged that what I did in order to get a baby for us (and failed) took a lot out of me and continues to affect my physical and mental health to this day and it made me so happy that he finally GOT it and understood. And he said I understand that when you get mad at me that you are really mad at the situation and not mad at me - like last week when I was having such a bad week and feeling conflicted about doing IVF again and hating the way I look - I think he actually gets it now. And that just made me love him more than ever.
So I forsee a good day today!!
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