It’s been a month since I last wrote a blog post, which means it’s been a month since my mom last visited. I find it extremely difficult for me to make time to update my blog on top of all my other duties, such as baby rearing, recipe development and test cooking, play dates, house cleaning, dog walking, and getting my eight hours of sleep so that I am not a zombie bitch while doing all of these things. Which is why I’m very grateful for my mom and the invaluable help she has given to my family and me. Without her, I wouldn’t be able to have a life, I wouldn’t have gotten the first part of my master’s program completed, and I wouldn’t have gotten a chance to breath and reflect on all that’s happening in my life. It’s way too easy to be on autopilot while cruising through life.
However, life with my mom visiting for weeks at a time is not perfect. We are very similar, which is something my husband likes to constantly point out, so we argue quite a bit. My mom is the typical bossy Asian mom, and I like to be in control of my own life. Sometimes I feel like she thinks I’m incapable of raising my own child, which makes me question her child rearing techniques since she’s the one that raised me to be who I am. If I’m incapable, then it’s her fault, right? But despite our butting of heads, I know I’m lucky to have such a wonderful mom.
Speaking of wonderful parents, I also appreciate my dad and the rock that he is. He always has sound advice, and interesting opinions and thoughts about the world around us. He has had a very full life with plenty of adventures that could fill a book and even make an interesting movie or documentary. Much of that life he put on hold or sacrificed to ensure that I would have a stable, loving, and encouraging upbringing unlike his. Without my dad, I wouldn’t be the person I am today.
I’m not sure why I’m being all sappy and professing my love and appreciation for my parents in this post. It wasn’t what I originally planned on writing about. Perhaps it’s because I’m a parent now and I finally understand everything my family has done for me in order to raise me to the best of their ability. I understand what it means to love unconditionally, to worry constantly, and to aim to live life fully. It’s amazing how clueless I was before I had a child. Maybe that’s why my parents worry about how I’ll be as a parent, since I was so clueless just 10 short months ago.
In case you don’t recall, I’ve been trying to lose the 70+ pounds I gained during pregnancy. After birth, around 30 pounds dropped rather quickly and I’m assuming it was all water since I was bloated and swollen like a dead whale ready to burst. Anyway, after that it was a bit of a struggle to lose the weight with no time to exercise and my cravings for comfort food.
Fortunately, my mom has been helping out and I’ve been able to fit in some workouts here and there. Also, I’ve been reevaluating the way I eat, and have started to eat more vegetables and less bread and rice. Just so you know, there is no way in hell am I going to cut out the foods that I love, but I can at least slow down on the whole eating thing. So, after about a two month plateau at 167 lbs, I’ve finally started to lose more weight.
Currently I’m at 160 pounds, and just have 15 more to go to reach my pre-pregnancy weight and 25 pounds to reach my goal weight. It makes me happy to see the weight disappear. I figured that it took me 9 months to pack it on, so it’ll take me 9 months to shed the weight off. Right now I’m on month 5, so just 4 more months to go! However, the holidays are quickly approaching and everyone knows how much I enjoy my holiday grub.
Stay tuned to find out how I handle the ubiquitous holiday weight gain.
Life has been crazy these past couple of months and I’ll get into details once I’m back in the game. Hopefully after December 17th when I’m done with school and have more time to cook, travel, eat, and write.
If you can’t tell, Amy Albertson is my favorite photographer/artist. Not only is she extremely talented, but she’s also very kind, funny, down-to-earth, and an awesome cook! I definitely need to hang out with her more. Maybe we can throw ourselves a dinner party or go wine tasting one day.
Anyway, here are some of my favorite photos she took of baby Nicholas and me in July.
I feel like I’m backlogged with blog posts. I stopped writing shortly before I gave birth to my first child and so much has happened both before and since then that I haven’t talked about. I will try and get everyone up-to-speed this week before I return to my regularly scheduled blog posts.
FYI, here’s my proposed blogging schedule:
Monday – Losing Weight
Tuesday – Baby and Things to do with little ones in Ventura County
Wednesday – Food
Thursday – Things to do this weekend in Ventura/Santa Barbara County if you had a life
Friday – Random
Oh, and before I forget, please meet our newest little monkey, Nicholas!
Me and my new hat posing next to my dad’s rack of hats.
Finals are thankfully done, so now I have time to blog about my boring life once again. As I was checking out my blog today, I realized that I totally forgot about the baby sex poll (that phrase sounds freakishly disturbing) I posted last week.
I think it was last week…
Anyway, here are the results, and it seems that about half of you think it’s a girl and the other half believe my baby will be a boy. So, basically I have a 50/50 chance of having one or the other.
Um, I guess I didn’t really need a poll to figure those odds out.
Thanks to all that participated, and YAY! for me having more than 3 people reading my blog.