Celebrities Are Fat and So Am I

Today in the Sunday Times,  Jan Hoffman talked about how fat celebrities have the abilty to make us all feel more normal but then they go ahead and screw it up by crash dieting because they feel disgusting.

Well, so do I.

Every so often I look at myself and say enough is enough. I don't ever really diet because I absolutely suck at it. It's like the second I start dieting I get totally resentful at whoever gave me the idea to diet in the first place.  Suddenly I'm starving all the time. 

But alas enough with the I hate dieting blah blah blah. I am going to get on the scale, face reality and get back to a healthy weight. For me, that's about 135. 

Right now, look at that scale, yup 155. 

I can't believe I've put that out there for all to see. But I figure if it's happening to me it's happening to a lot of moms out there too. We're not obese but we've put on a few (or 20) lbs over the course of being moms and now we feel it's time to get healthy.

So for all of us out there who didn't lose the baby weight in the hospital (and for those of us still calling it "baby weight" ) let's get going. 

Let's take a little control in our lives and get healthy. 

For me that first step is not reaching for a glass of wine at 5pm every night. That's my first step. Then I'll deal with portion size (because I should not be eating the same amount as my 6' 2 inch husband!).

Baby steps. Here I go.

 

Cohabitating

I recently moved my son into my daughter's room in a desperate attempt to eek out a little more space in our small house.

Dashiell's nursery was featured on Ohdeedoh.com last year. My friend Traci French was writing for them and used our house as inspiration. And even though that room changed at least one more time since that article, I've had a "nursery" upstairs for more than four years now. 

The transition of getting rid of the crib and moving Dashiell into a "big bed" was harder than I thought it would be. When I moved Scout into her new bed it was out of necessity because Dashiell needed the crib. But now the crib is not needed at all and all that means is that my babies are growing up. 

I can remember the day the crib arrived. I big tattooed guy delivered and put it together because I was way to pregnant too do it myself. In fact, as he walked up to our house, he took one look at me and said "Whoa, I got here just in time" 

Yeah, thanks. I still had over 3 weeks to go. 

Turns out he was right. I gave birth to Scout 3 days later.

So taking that crib apart brought back all those memories of the excitement of being a new mom. 

But now, my kids are 2 and almost 4  and it's time to move on. The best part of moving on is that I get to decorate a new room. I always have a lot of fun doing that. I made Dashiell's room into our new playroom and made Scout's room into a shared sleeping space. The biggest challenge was trying to figure out how to decorate for both a boy and a girl. I decided to make each side of their rooms different. Bugs on his side, flowers on her side. 

He loves his new bed and isn't concerned at all that there are spiders crawling near his pillow. 

I still miss the crib, but I'm getting over it.

Portland Rocks!

I am lucky enough to live in this city that the New York Times raved about in  Sunday's Travel section.

Oregon might get a bad rap because of the weather, Tanya Harding and the Spotted Owl, but Portland is one of the coolest cities in the country. And I'm not just saying that because I live here, I'm saying that because I have been to a lot of cities and I'm always thankful to come back home. If you don't believe me just read this article. Your mouth with salivate and your inner hipster will long to make a visit.

This is one of the reasons why I'm struggling with a recent decision to possibly move from Portland to San Diego. Why would I leave such a mecca of hipness and culinary creativity? Well, I, like a lot of "Oregonians" am from California. I moved to Portland about 11 years ago and have loved it. But my family is still in California and now that I have kids I want them to grow up around family. Plus, there could be worse places to live than San Diego, right? (If you are living in San Diego I would love you to weigh in on this).

My daughter and I recently made a trip to San Diego to visit my sister and her kids. We had the best time and to see the cousins together made my heart well over with joy.
Plus, I really love my sister and would love to be closer to her.

That being said, I also have wonderful friends here and can't imagine starting all over in the friend department. 

Anyway, this is a daily internal debate. Hopefully something will happen to lead me to the right decision. A job perhaps???? Any jobs out there? Yeah, I didn't think so.

Under Duress

OK, OK, I'll Blog already!

That's what I told my husband yesterday. I think I haven't quite grasped the concept of why in the world anyone want to read what I have to say. But I have a business, a maternity line, and I can talk about that ... and about being a mom and a wife and all that comes with that. You'll read it right? Or not. That's OK too. But I promised I would put an effort into my business and into getting the word about BumpStyle out there. 

So here I go. I hope you enjoy it.