Happy Halloween!

So Happy!

Claire is almost 11 months old.  She is such a happy little girl!

I was pulling out all of Catherine's old clothes and came across one of my favorites!  Claire looked so cute that I wanted to get a picture...but she kept hamming it up!

Here are the pictures from our little photo shoot

Like I said, she's a ham!  Can't wait for her daddy to see her!  10 more days!



To Walk or Not To Walk: THAT is the Question!

In efforts to keep up with her brother and sister, Claire crawled somewhat early.  I think it was around 4.5-5 months.   The day after she crawled, she pulled up on the couch and began cruising.  At that point, I was completely convinced that she was going to walk early. 

Well, since then, she has showed no interest in trying to stand unassisted and would just sit down if you tried to hold her hands while she walked.  So, maybe she won't walk early.

On Friday (10/28), little Claire bear woke up from her afternoon nap a new little baby.  I brought her downstairs, put her on the floor, and she immediately crawled to the couch, stood up, and let go.  She didn't fall, she just stood there...like she had been doing it for months.  In a two day period, she is not only standing up unassisted, she is also getting to the standing position without holding onto anything, and she is starting to take steps.  Holy Macaroni little girl!

These sweet children amaze me with how quickly they learn new skills.  I asked Paul if he cared if she walked before he got home.  He said he didn't but that it would be funny to be able to tell people that he got to see it only because I had spent three weeks pushing her over.  haha.  He cracks me up.

I'm wondering if Claire will be like her brother.  Paul never 'tried' anything.  He would only attempt it when he knew how to do it.  He never did the whole falling over walking thing or tried to say words he was unsure of.  If this is a projection of anything, I would say that she might be following in his footsteps. 

I'll let you know when the full walking begins!

Our 3 Year Old Who Likes To Do Dishes...

...And the 9 month old who tries to help.

Beauty Parlor

The girls were upstairs in my room with me while I was cleaning up.  I knew they had gone into my bathroom but didn't think much of it.  When I finally DID think to go in there...this is what I found.

Catherine had decided to wash Claire's hair.  ACTUALLY, she decided to CONDITION her hair.  Claire was loving it!

I forsee many fun beauty parlor times with these girls!



The Truth Behind Losing Weight

Claire's Baptism, January 2011

As many of you know, when Paul left for deployment, I set a goal for myself to lose ALL of my baby weight.  After having little Paul, I had never gotten back to my prepregnancy weight.  I always had 10 extra pounds hanging around.  Even though I had lost all of my weight from having Catherine and gaining the least amount of weight with Claire, I was FLOORED when I left the hospital with over 30 lbs to lose!  SERIOUSLY???  I had only gained 25!!! 

So, here I was, four months postpartum with a 29 week deployment on my hands and, now, 33 lbs to lose.  We set up our budget to where I had 'my' money that could be spread however I chose between groceries, gas, family needs, eating out, etc.  After thinking about it, investigating it, and talking with Paul, I decided to dive into my first two paychecks and pay for a trainer for 12 sessions.  I won't tell you how much I paid, because its ridiculous, but I can say its some of the best money I've ever spent!  Every two weeks, I am given a new weight training workout and am kept accountable for my previous two weeks.  Not to mention, I really enjoy the social aspect as well and the information I am recieving.  Slowly but surely, between my eating and working out, my weight started to come off.  The first 10 lbs were the hardest but once I got past them, it just started to fall off. 

During this process, I realized that if I was going to really make a lifestyle change I needed to address my 'picky eating'.  If you know me well, I have always described my picky eating as an eating disorder.  It has always had incredible control over me.  Over the years, from a child to teenager to adult it has gone from something that was 'cute' to being a problem.  If someone is tryings to pressure me into eating or drinking something or pesters me about the foods I do and do not eat, you will most likely see my temper flare pretty quickly.  It is my biggest insecurity.  What I have learned in the last few months is that my picky eating is not just picky eating.  It actually IS an eating disorder.  The anxiety that I experienced when faced with a dinner at someone else's home or when trying a new food is OUT OF CONTROL!  We're talking chest pains and sweat!  Crazy, I know.  So, now that I have this valuable information, I am addressing it.  I WILL eat like a normal adult...eventually. 

At the shooting rang with Paul 4 days before he left.
May 2011

So, just based on the simple equation of how much I can handle during deployment, I decided to leave the eating well enough alone, for now, and work the foods that I DO eat into my calorie count.  With this, I have continued to find great success in my weight loss. 

I am now 23 pounds down with 10 to go (and 9.5 weeks until Paul gets home).  As I get closer to my goal, I am realizing that losing weight does not mean going back to the old me.  I will never be that girl again.  In talking with my other mom friends, I am realizing that I am not the only one who struggles with their changing body after having children.  EVERYTHING is different.  I say my goal is 33 lbs but I have absolutely no idea what I will look like.  I am genuinely very nervous that I will be highly disappointed in my body at my goal weight but I have decided that I am not going to sabotage my weight loss because of fear.  If I get there and I want to make other adjustments, I will.  If I don't, I won't.  The whole purpose of losing my baby weight was to get myself back into a healthy condition so when I get pregnant again, I can successfully and gracefully carry another baby without DYING of back and joint pain.  I think I have already accomplished that goal.  Now, we'll just see what I'm left with.

This One is So Mischievous!

She may be cute and pudgy but she sure is a mischievous baby!  If you leave her for more than two seconds she into something or roaming around upstairs!