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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.
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.
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
For comparison, Moon Pie at Three months…
And One month…
Growling (Seriously – it’s the greatest thing I’ve ever heard)
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)
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.)
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.
Hmm… I need to kick it into a higher gear if I have any chance of winning Roni’s Diet Bet!
January 5, 2013
Change from Last Week: -1.0
Change from Highest: -26.6 pounds
Still rocking the Green Ranger shirt. I have 6.2 pounds to go before I get a new dork shirt to wear to weigh-in, and I’ve already bought it from ShirtPunch.
So, I lost a pound. Down, admittedly, but not as much as I’d want.
I definitely need to up my exercise. That will help. I’ve now doing Jillian’s 30 Day Shred, and I feel confident that will help me lose a bit more. Tina is doing C25K, and even though I’m not comfortable hitting the pavement at my weight, I’m doing my own modified version in the house. (Rather than jog, I’m basically doing stairs for the jogging portion. It’s definitely getting my heart rate up, which is going to increase my leg strength and my cardio endurance for when I am light enough to be able to run.)
One thing I am doing differently this week is pre-tracking my food. Every night, I go to WeightWatchers.com and enter what I suspect I’ll eat the next day. (I’m a little OCD about planning dinner, so that’s already decided. I just have to decide what I’ll have for lunch and dinner.) I purposefully leave some of my points unaccounted for, because I know I may not eat exactly what I’ve got planned. I’m obviously allowed to deviate. In fact, I did that today. I was supposed to eat oatmeal, but instead, I chose to eat a ham and cheese sandwich.
Right now, it is helping me because I know how much food I planned to eat, and if I’m eating off of my meals, I know how much of a cushion I have. That also helps me decide if I need to eat it or not.
Just last night, I thought I would have a green smoothie before bed. This is obviously a healthy food, and I even had the points for it. However, before I started pulling the ingredients out, I objectively assessed my hunger. I wasn’t hungry; I’d rather not use those points than just eat them because they were there.
I want a bigger loss next week. A pound is nice. Two is better.
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.
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.
April 19, 1978.
I never smoke, never have. I virtually never drink (maybe twice per year).
Six feet tall.
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.
This post (along with all of the other San Diego posts that will follow) were actually written while in San Diego. I hope you enjoy this recap of our babymoon! Be warned – this is pretty photo heavy!
We got up REALLY early. Tina woke up at 5 a.m. I was up by a little after six. We are still apparently on Central time. We showered and headed down to the buffet by seven.
It was very good, and given that it was free, it was even better. It would have cost $22.95 each, and it would NOT have been worth that, but free… awesome. It had the standard breakfast buffet fare (photos coming on a future day’s post), but my favorite part… the fruit! I ate one plate of nothing but fruit. So freaking good.
And one photo of the view from our table…
We had nothing really planned for the day, so we decided today would be a good day to go to Joshua Tree National Park. It was a three hour drive away, but that was fun, too, because we saw some amazing landscapes that we just don’t have in Kentucky.
Tina and I were both especially impressed with all of the wind turbines. It reminded me a little of the truly awful movie M.A.C. and Me.
After driving for three hours, we stopped at a Carl’s, Jr. for a quick bite before we set off to go hiking. Most surprising to us was that it was in the high 60s in San Diego, but by the time we got to the high desert, it was around 100 degrees. Amazingly huge difference. (And we packed all wrong, thinking we’d be in hot weather all the time and not just far inland.)
We stopped at the Visitor Center, talked to a Ranger, and then headed into the actual park. It is largely a driving experience, but we got to stop several times to take photos and do a bit of exploring.
It was so beautiful; it was almost like being on an alien planet, because it just looked so different!
A nice shot of Tina and Moon Pie…
First tumbleweed we’d ever seen! (Other than the restaurant.)
I have no idea what I’m doing here.
Our rental car is the gray one beside the red car. This is a small parking area at the highest point in Joshua Tree.
And I get to cross an item off of my Bucket list, because we hiked in Joshua Tree National Park! (I want to visit all of the US’s National Parks.)
After leaving the park, we stopped at a small gift shop and bought our Joshua Tree Christmas Ornament. One of our travel traditions is to buy Christmas ornaments of the different places we visit.
They also had this very cool piano out back. We tried to play it. As you might expecting, a piano, outdoors in the elements, doesn’t sound so good. Looked cool, though.
And then, it was time for the LONG drive back to San Diego. We stopped a few times to stretch our legs and so forth, but eventually, we made it back.
On the way back, we stopped at Fillipa’s Pizza Grotto and ordered an all-white pizza (garlic, olive oil, mozzarella, and provolone) to eat in the hotel. Even though it was a bit cooled, it was DELICIOUS!
We’re currently in the hotel, full up on pizza and watching Bob’s Burgers. It’s 8:30 here (10:30 back home), but we’re wiped. It’s funny how driving in the car for what felt likes years can tire you out. But we’re back in the hotel, going to sleep soon, and tomorrow will be a fun, new day of our babymoon!