Moon Pie

An Open Letter to Four Month Old Moon Pie

Dear Moon Pie,

Where is the time going?! You are four month old today! A third of a year has already gone since you’ve been here, and yet it both feels like you have been here forever and no time at all.

People tell me that you look just like me. Other people tell me you look just like Tina. To me, you just look like you. And you, dear sir, are adorable.

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I’m sure all parents think their children are advanced, and your mom and I are no difference. One way that we suspect you are advanced is that you started the dreaded four month sleep regression a few weeks early. You’re definitely not sleeping through the night quite as well as you used to, and yet it’s kind of hard to be mad when you’re cooing and talking at us at 3 a.m.

You started rolling this month, even though you don’t really seem to enjoy doing it that month. You aren’t crawling just yet, but you sure can manage to scoot around in pretty much any position we put you in.

What else happened this month? You had your first Christmas! We took our first cheesy family Christmas card. This Christmas was fun, but I can only imagine how much fun next Christmas will be when you actually know what is going on.

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This is also the month that we let you try “solid” food for the first time. Okay, it was pureed organic sweet potatoes mixed with a little breast milk, and yes, we were technically supposed to wait until you were four months old, but… c’mon, I think my parents fed me country ham when I was a month old.

You’ve inspired your mom and I to get healthier. Don’t get me wrong; we’ve had our slip ups, but there have been many times that thinking of you have helped us make better food choices or work out a little bit harder. It’s my hope that the only way you ever knew your dad was fat is by looking at old photos.

Is it possible that in just two months, you’ll be half a year old? Seriously, someone needs to make time slow down. It isn’t really supposed to go this fast, is it?

Moon Pie at Four months

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For comparison, Moon Pie at Three months…

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Two months…

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And One month…

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Likes:
Growling (Seriously – it’s the greatest thing I’ve ever heard)
“Talking”
Sweet potatoes
Going bat crap crazy and crying (we hear this happens to a lot of babies in month 4 – feel free to advance right out of this stage, too)

Dislikes:
Naps (How can my child dislike naps? You get that craziness from your mother.)
Being hungry (Your hunger tolerance lasts about three seconds. You get that from your dad.)

Love,
Mom & Dad

P.S. – We would have gotten a picture of you smiling, but see your likes – you were in a fussy mood and could not be consoled, so rather than keep taking pictures, we decided we’d just post a fussy baby pic so Mom could pick you up and love on you.
P.P.S. – You kept being fussy for a while longer.

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Worst rejection ever

I got a letter in the mail last week.

It was a small envelope, so I immediately knew what it was. I was hoping for a thick packet, but this was just a simple #10 business envelope. Without even opening it, I knew what it said.

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It wasn’t a rejection letter from a writing submission. I get those all the time. I’m used to those. (In fact, the real rejection in writing comes from not receiving a rejection letter, but that is another story for another day.)

No, this was from SunLife Insurance.

I have never had any Life Insurance other than what my employer gives me automatically. I think it’s $25,000.

When my son was born, I knew I had to take out an insurance policy on myself. After all, if something happens to me, I want to make sure he is cared for. When annual open enrollment at my workplace came around, I signed up for $200,000 worth of life insurance. It was going to cost me $11 a month. Sounded like a good deal.

I thought that was the end of it. I expected it to be a simple process like signing up for medical insurance when you started a job. You just get it. The end.

And I thought that, until about two days before school let out for Christmas break. I got an email from HR that said I needed to fill out a form. Standard; everyone who takes out life insurance has to fill out such a form.

Still, I was not panicked.

Until I opened the form. It was extremely short.

Name. Social. Birthdate. Do I smoke or drink? Height. Weight.

Crap.

Jeremy Logsdon.
Social entered.
April 19, 1978.
I never smoke, never have. I virtually never drink (maybe twice per year).
Six feet tall.
370 pounds.

I didn’t lie. I sure thought about shaving one hundred pounds off that number, but what if I had to actually take a medical exam? The form even stated that all information must be accurate and may be checked for veracity. So, I entered the information and hit submit.

I was hopeful. I hoped that it was just a formality. Enter your info and get life insurance! Take care of your family after you die!

But nope. Not for me. That thin letter said I could not take care of my family after I die. If I die, Tina and Moon Pie get nothing but burial expenses.

I was rejected.

No life insurance policy.

And truthfully, I understand why, and it scares me.

I am a death risk. The chances of me dying are far too high in the next year.

This is unacceptable.

I refuse to be a death risk any longer.

All year, I am going to hit my weight loss as hard as I can. I will count points. I will watch what I eat. I will limit unclean foods. I will move my body. I will put on muscle and lose fat.

I will not die.

Next November, I will sign up for life insurance again.

I will be approved this time.

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A Successful Christmas Weigh-In

Before I brag on myself too much, let me say that I am still carrying extra weight from the move. When Tina and I bought a new house to move into over the holiday seasons AND caring for an infant, well… let’s just say that a LOT of meals consisted of running through the drive-thru. My eating and exercise habits went out the window.

So I’m still battling that.

But, I weighed in on Saturday, December 22nd, before Christmas, at 378 pounds.

I did take a few days off for Christmas. I won’t lie. I’ll do it probably every year. But after Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, I got back on track. So how did I fare Saturday morning, December 29th, at Weight Watchers?

December 29, 2012
Weight: 377.2
Change from Last Week: -0.8 pounds
Change from Highest: -25.6 pounds

Woo hoo! I will happily take that! I lost 0.8 pounds OVER Christmas week. I can’t even tell you how excited I am about that!

I even rocked my new Power Ranger t-shirt to my weigh-in this morning. This shirt is going to be my weigh-in shirt for a few weeks. I have decided that I am going to wear this shirt until I am out of the 370s, and then, I’ll select a new dorky shirt to wear for the 360s. And again the same for the 350s, all the way down ’til goal weight.

And yes, it’s the Green Ranger, and I am definitely partial to the Blue Ranger, but this is the only design this shirt comes in. The second they make it in other Ranger colors is the second I own them all.

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And as ordered by Josie , I am smiling this week!

My wife and I have an agreement. We’re going to use our weight loss efforts to motivate and reward each other. She’s ready to get rid of her pregnancy weight and get down to her ideal weight.

Every time I lose ten pounds, I get a reward. For my first ten pound loss, I’m choosing Hatchet and Hatchet II on Blu-Ray. (Remember, I’m a huge horror movie fan.)

Every time Tina loses eight pounds, she gets a reward. I think she’s planning on adding charms to her Pandora charm bracelet.

Here’s the catch. We must BOTH reach our goal. So if I lose ten but she only loses six, I don’t get my reward until she’s reached eight. If I lose six and she loses eight, she has to wait until I hit ten pounds lost.

This way, we plan to keep each other motivated, because her success is crucial to my reward, too.

Of course, the most important reward is that we get to be healthier and live longer, and now that we are parents, this little guy needs us.

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Christmas 2012 Weigh-In

Oh goodness. What a rocky few weeks it has been.

One piece of advice – if you are trying to lose weight, never try to juggle a newborn, moving into a new house, completing finals (both the ones you are giving AND the ones you are taking), during the holiday season.

I gained.

I didn’t gain as bad as I had feared.

But I gained.

Are those all excuses? Yep. I certainly could have tried harder and accomplished some weight loss goals.

I did not. I’m not dwelling, because it doesn’t impact my worth as a person.

I expected to be in the 380s. Instead, I just got close to the 380s.

December 22, 2012
Weight: 378.0
Change from Highest: -24.8 pounds

I am not a super happy camper about this, but it is what it is, and I cannot change it now. I can only change it moving forward, and that is what I fully intend to do.

I’m (allegedly) going to take a weekly photo after my weigh-in on Saturdays. I’ll admit – I just now decided to do this, so this photo is actually from Christmas night, but I think it might be nice to have a visual record of my changes.

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(I’m also not as grumpy as I look in that photo, I promise. Still, it’ll be interesting to see if my smile changes as I lose weight, too.)

I also had a little food breakthrough today.

We have a new little one in the house for Christmas, so we’re both establishing new traditions and upholding old ones. Not surprisingly, a lot of the traditions (especially the old ones) revolve around food.

We started some new ones this year that aren’t food related. We’re going to get Moon Pie a lego set, at least one book every Christmas, and one geeky science gift (this year, Periodic table wooden blocks).

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I also am going to abolish one old food tradition.

Do you know what little smokies are? They are basically little sausages that are cooked in a mixture of honey, brown sugar, and mustard. If you had asked me three days ago, I would have said they are sinfully delicious.

I made them today.

They were fatty and disgusting. I’m not being all “I only eat healthy food so fatty food is gross.” No, fattening food can be awesome. The sausage gravy I made for breakfast this morning was incredible.

But these… I ate maybe five, and we’re throwing away the rest.

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Even the picture looks gross to me now. Ugh.

I’ve had little smokies at every Christmas for the past twenty years. This tradition is being retired.

Oh, and in blog news, I’ve recently installed Disqus. I’m hoping it’ll make it easier for me to reply to comments and be a better blogger. Please let me know if there are any issues!

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An Open Letter to Three Month Old Moon Pie

Dear Moon Pie,

You are three months old today! A quarter of a year! And most amazingly, you are becoming a little boy.

A month ago, you still felt like a newborn. Today, you are a baby with a personality and a smile that absolutely melts Daddy’s heart. You seem so much bigger! I don’t know where my little baby went, but I still love living with handsome little guy.

You changed homes during this month! We moved out of the house where we brought your home and started our family, and we’ve made this house our new home.

We had our first official family photos taken. (You were adorable.)

This is also the month where you got your first cold and stomach bug. The stomach bug is over, thankfully, but you’ve been sneezing and coughing for a week now. You’re being pretty good about it, but it sure makes Mom and Dad sad to see you wake yourself up coughing.

This is also the month where you got your first round of vaccines. You didn’t like them, but I think you took it better than we (especially Mom) did.

We have Christmas in a few days. Remember how we said we weren’t going to buy many gifts for you because you would just be three months old and not really know what was going on anyway?

Yeah, we didn’t stick to that at all. I’m sure each Christmas will be bigger than the last.

Moon Pie at Three Months

For comparison, Moon Pie at Two Months…

And One Month…

Likes:

Flying like Superman
Pedialyte
Christmas trees
Sitting in the Bumbo (at least for a while)
Being nakey

Dislikes:

Being hot
Not being near Mom

Love,
Mom & Dad

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