Need a Change

After becoming a mother almost 15 months ago, I haven't really concerned myself with clothes, hair or makeup. I have slowly been redefining my wardrobe as my old clothes felt strange and ill fitting after pregnancy. I weigh the same as I did before, give or take a pound or two or three... But I swear my body must have changed shape in some way. That with the combination of getting older and wanting a more "sophisticated" wardrobe. That being better fitting clothes. No more wearing jeans that are too small. Also wanting to step away from wearing jeans and t-shirts all the time. Though I could never entirely give up my two loves. It's working out really well after getting a hefty gift certificate to Value Village for Christmas.

What I am super excited about is getting my hair fixed. Not that its damaged or anything. I just haven't bothered to do more than put it in a pony tail for about a year now. My bangs have grown out. My hair is long and shapeless. And I think my hair thinned out after having Danny. This coming Tuesday I have an appointment to get my hair cut and highlighted (by the same wonderful lady who cut and highlighted my hair for my wedding a couple of years ago...) I am so looking forward to it!

Pictures to come. I was trying to get a "before" shot taken today, but lack of makeup and being a bit tired I wouldn't dare post one of those pics out of respect to myself. If I can get myself to slap on some war paint before Tuesday I might get one done.

And although my New Years resolution is to worry and bitch less I guess self improvement on the outside could be included as well. Things are looking up! (and I won't worry about what that stupid weather man said about Tuesdays road conditions - that evil man!)

You Say you Want A Resolution? Well you know…

In years past I have tried to make resolutions. Then for a few years I claimed how silly resolutions are. They never work. I was still smoking years after making resolutions to quit. That was always my resolution when I did make one.

The trick for me was to try to get pregnant. A healthy baby was a great motivator to quit smoking for me. And you know what? Maybe this is a coincidence or I have stumbled upon a great fertility secret but as soon as I was down to that silly half cigarette a day I became pregnant after working on it for nine months. What a chore!! ;) I dropped that last half a day like a hot potato.

Now that I don’t smoke anymore (though sadly the urge strikes once in awhile) and my baby is almost 3 months old (where does the time go?) and I still cannot fit into my pre-pregnancy jeans my New Years resolution is to fit into these said jeans. I have about 15 pairs. All really nice. It would be a shame to not wear them again.

I decided to start this plan just before Christmas. Which was a big mistake. Too much food around. And Baba sure knows how to bake them cakes! And for some reason since I was pregnant I no longer have control around sweets. I used to be able to pass on dessert, now it almost seems essential!

When I was way younger and wanted to lose some weight all I had to do was think about it and presto five pounds gone.

The last time I lost this goaled amount of weight I hadn’t planned on it or tried at all. I was suffering severe anxiety over dumping Mr. Rock and Meeting Mr. Right. I was also chain smoking. With my stomach clenched from my anxiousness I couldn’t eat very much. I think it took a week or two and I lost ten pounds. I DO NOT RECOMMEND THIS METHOD. Very unhealthy. And it would likely come back to bite you or me in the ass.

So since I do not plan to start smoking again I need a new plan which I am trying to figure out. I’ve been trying to work out with Wii fit plus, but I don’t feel it pushes me enough. On to plan B (which hasn’t yet been planned) for the fitness routine and some self control and careful menu planning. And resisting Hubby’s requests to visit Burger King! I must resist the Whopper. I cannot live with just three pairs of pants! And I refuse to buy more at this size damn it!!!