The World's Best Feeling

Is when you have the energy to make four supper meals-worth of food to add to your freezer, a batch of cookies, tonight's supper already on the table, and a (mostly) tidy house all with an hour to spare before chore time. I wish I had this much energy on a daily basis. Why is it that I get so ambitious on the days when I am the most in need of a nap? Is this just a pregnancy thing?

Oh, and wish me luck on my glucose test tomorrow. A bit nervous about it thought I really shouldn't be. I've felt better than I ever have during this pregnancy and my weight gain is still under 10 pounds total (at least according to my bathroom scale although it tells me I've gained more than I wanted to in the last six weeks). No signs or symptoms of it otherwise. Just something that's been on my mind.

It's that time of year again...

No, I don't mean the weather. (It's TOO early for snow!) There's two times during the year that I absolutely just dread. The first is Tax Time, which I am sure no one is very fond of anyway, and the second is Organic Inspection Time. Both times, there's so much paperwork to be done and, it seems, never enough time to finish it. Lanny turns into a bear because he would much rather be working on other things instead of paperwork but it needs to be done. At least this year we have a different organic inspector. Last year's inspection was 8 hours long! This year promises to be a much shorter inspection. Whew!

My body and Me

When I first started this blog a year ago, I wrote about my struggle to get healthier and make a lifestyle change. Since then, I have struggled to change my thinking from 'sugar=yummy' to 'sugar=bad', learned to curb my emotional eating habits, dealt with my husband's crazy diets (remember the 'milk diet'?), lost 18 pounds, and discovered I had a jawbone hiding beneath my double chin. Okay, maybe the double chin wasn't that big but the very fact that I can crack a joke or two about my weight proves that my weight isn't as sensitive an issue as it used to be. Throughout the last year, I've learned to love my body for what it is-strong, curvaceous, nurturing-instead of what I thought others would see it as-lumpy, bulgy, and too big. I am proud to have lost weight before getting pregnant and even prouder that my weight gain has been relatively minimal since. My goals were to lose weight and learn to live healthier and I've done that. (It's still a shocker to me when I go grocery shopping and the first thing I do is read the ingredients label. If there is corn syrup or sugar in it at all, I usually put it back.) We eat more fresh produce now than we used to, our meat is all from local producers that we know, and I don't bake goodies. I still miss the sugary sweets once in a while but I feel so sick and achey and tired if I eat too much sugar that it's not hard to avoid sweets. My problem is I miss what I remember it tasting like. I know I have a long struggle ahead of me yet. I have to get through the final four months of my pregnancy while keeping my weight gain down. Then I have to lose the lingering 'baby weight' before I can even think about losing any more! Then, I need to be committed to keeping the weight off! However, I am hopeful that I can do this. I managed to make it through the last year of lifestyle changes. Perhaps I can make it through another year. (I also want to prove my doctor wrong. She said it would be preferable that I keep my weight gain down during this pregnancy but I probably wouldn't be able to do it. We'll see.)