I steal this saying from my wonderful mother-in-law, Glenda. She and I were chatting on Facebook this afternoon and she offered to pay for our first insemenation. I was floored! Seriously? She said yes, she wants a grandbaby! WOW!
So now I need to kick up my healthy lifestyle (I refuse to call it a diet). I saw an episode of "Heavy" today. Granted the patients are at a "fat farm" for 6 months, but they lost like 70 lbs in that time. I can do that, right? I can do anything.
No more excuses. I have a new balance board, my first round of sperm bought for us, and now is the time! If I can lose 70 lbs in 6 months, that'll put us to summer...perfect...our kid would be here by the end of the next school year!
I'm going to exercise twice a day! Eat SOOOOO healthy! Pray! Love no hate! Be proactive and advocate for this baby...our baby...the next Lewis grandbaby!
WOO HOO!
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Baby, Baby
So a year ago we were all gung-ho that 2010 was going to be the year we got pregnant. Well, it's 2011 and we've gone NO WHERE!
Every other month I'm dieting to get down to that "healthy weight" and I fall off the wagon and start over again.
THIS TIME IS DIFFERENT...and I mean it!
Monday Jen & I had the day off together. We were talking about what to have for lunch. I mentioned we had all kinds of leftovers and she sternly said that we needed to start eating better because she had a baby dream and we were going to get pregnant. WOW! I wanted to burst into tears. She said her tax return is going toward sperm!
So, okay, she had the dream, Jen wants this too. I want this WAY more than she does, but it's in her head...good, good, good....here we goooooooo.
So, I start again...eating better, exercising, resisting temptation. I had a headache for 3 days...ate only between 1300-1800 calories, and this IS the year!
Tuesday got me jacked up even more...Deanna is pregnant with twins! She jokingly asked if I wanted one...if she only knew how much I ached to have a baby. BUT...I'm not going to ache, I'm not going to get bummed out because when I think of how each good decision I make, each glass of water I drink, each 20 minute workout I survive, I get this rush...I'm doing this to have a baby. Then I get excited, not sad because it hasn't happened yet.
Oprah inspires me. In 1998 she pulled her name from the Emmy's so someone else had a chance. Rosie won. She got on stage, hugged Oprah and through the tears said "IF YOU BELIEVE IT AND DREAM IT ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN!" Well, I'm dreaming it, I'm believing it and it is going to happen.
Every other month I'm dieting to get down to that "healthy weight" and I fall off the wagon and start over again.
THIS TIME IS DIFFERENT...and I mean it!
Monday Jen & I had the day off together. We were talking about what to have for lunch. I mentioned we had all kinds of leftovers and she sternly said that we needed to start eating better because she had a baby dream and we were going to get pregnant. WOW! I wanted to burst into tears. She said her tax return is going toward sperm!
So, okay, she had the dream, Jen wants this too. I want this WAY more than she does, but it's in her head...good, good, good....here we goooooooo.
So, I start again...eating better, exercising, resisting temptation. I had a headache for 3 days...ate only between 1300-1800 calories, and this IS the year!
Tuesday got me jacked up even more...Deanna is pregnant with twins! She jokingly asked if I wanted one...if she only knew how much I ached to have a baby. BUT...I'm not going to ache, I'm not going to get bummed out because when I think of how each good decision I make, each glass of water I drink, each 20 minute workout I survive, I get this rush...I'm doing this to have a baby. Then I get excited, not sad because it hasn't happened yet.
Oprah inspires me. In 1998 she pulled her name from the Emmy's so someone else had a chance. Rosie won. She got on stage, hugged Oprah and through the tears said "IF YOU BELIEVE IT AND DREAM IT ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN!" Well, I'm dreaming it, I'm believing it and it is going to happen.
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