I've been really busy lately and not been good about blogging or commenting or returning email. Sorry. Everything has been going really well over here lately. I don't normally set new year's resolutions, but this year I did have a goal to try to be healthier. Exercise more. Loose weight. Eat better.
Part of my goal was just to hopefully get me to shed some pounds because I do not want to weigh this much if I get pregnant again. But also, I have realized that the health of my family is pretty much entirely on my shoulders and so it's really up to me to make the right choices if I want my family to be healthy.
I kinda realized this when Michael turned a year old. Michael was always a very big baby but he was breastfed and I really felt that he could decide how much he needed. But after he was a year and primarily on solids I realized that it was now our responsibility to make good choices about what we put on his plate (he still decides how much to eat).
These days I get so disheartened by all the fat kids that I see. That may sound harsh, but really, have you looked at kids lately... they're all fat. Ok, not all of them, but when I was a kid, I was the fat kid. Now days I think I'd be about average. And of course we can blame it on all kinds of things, but that doesn't really help. When it comes down to it, raising healthy kids is a greater challenge today and not something that can be neglected. I'm really adamant that this is a priority for my family from this early stage because I know how hard it is to reverse the process.
So this has been on my mind a lot lately. It's hard setting a healthy example sometimes. I have a toddler that has discovered junk food. I'm trying to break my husband's habit of coming home and shoving a dozen saltines in his mouth because as soon as Michael see DH in the evenings he demands crackers now too. But I am so lucky to be at home. I take Michael to the Y several times a week. I have time to shop for healthier ingredients and produce. I cook almost every meal from scratch. It may be mostly on my shoulders, but thankfully, it's a weight that I can bear, but it's also such a big responsibility and I still worry. Rightfully so, it's a very important load.
And although I haven't lost much weight yet, I've putting in the time and feeling better for it. I think the exercise schedule has helped my mood and getting some time away from Michael for myself has helped too. This is definitely one of those things where I can help my family most by helping myself. And I'm worth it.