Ideas?

So I am starting a new blog... I know, I am so faithful posting on this one. Anyways. I am going to start a blog dedicated to my garage saleing, kijiji shopping, Facebook buy and sell and the auctioning the items off. Some I am also turning into projects. So ideas?

Baby, toddler, daddy 'n me!

Life has its ups and downs but I really don't have much to complain about. The good news is I am down 10lbs. Having surgery on my hernia seemed to kick start my metabolism.

While I lose weight Owen picks it up. The little guy is the same weight his sister was at 9months. It is lovely having a chubby child.

A friend and I had a discussion on how it isn't fair that the things we find cute in babies isn't the same as the things we find cute on adults. Nobody says, "what a cute roll of fat you have" or "aww, you gassy little person.". And if I puked on someone I know they wouldn't just smile and shrug it off. Children have it good. Drooling, farting, and fat is cute. Why does t have to change?

I know this post is random but I've been away from blogging again so my thoughts are very random.

Dassa is doing well. I still struggle in my faith to believe she is well but I think in the case of her allergies I do need to trust God. Potty training isn't going so well either. She has all the signs she is ready save the desire to go in her potty.

Daddy is doing well and as I mentioned him in my title I thought I better mention him in the post. He is outside cutting down trees.

One Month Later...

I have been meaning to blog but it just hasn't happened. I think I spend most of my time trying to play catch up with all the things I need to do. The rest of my time I am avoiding all the things I need to do.  A lot has happened though.

Owen is getting big and chubby and oh so grown up

Hadassah we are believing is healed from her allergies. She also is standing by the garbage picking guckies out of her nose and putting them into the garbage...

We have two new pets. A kitten named Pippen (hmm, it rhymes.) a puppy named Daisy. Daisy is a Wiener dog with a little Chi in her. Pip is the best toy we could have ever got Hadassah as she spends a lot of time playing with him.

We are all fighting colds at the moment. Some better than others.

Other than that my weight loss is going very very slowly. Much slower than it did after Dassa was born. Or at least that is how I feel...

The Energizer Bunny

I think after 17 1/2 years my little dg deserves his own post on the day he died. We always said he was like the energizer bunny and it is true until the end. He was deaf, blind and struggling with incontinence. It was decided that he needed a helping hand as he just kept going. Having him put down was the kind thin but my parent's place won't seem the same without him. After all he has been there since I was ten.

As tempting as it is for me to do a Eulogy for him most of my readers knew him anyways so I won't. But I am sad he is gone. There will never be another Dunamis and I am glad he was mine for so many years.

On my own...

Today is my first full day of just me an my two kidlets. It has just been Owen and I but now I am parenting two kids for a full day. What have I learned?

-they do not sync their nap times and needs in a way that benefits me
-Hadassah thinks Owen and I are boring
-As much as I love anything historical and have always imagined living in by-gone eras I would never have survived.

This last realization came to me as I was loading the dishwasher. I love my dishwasher. I hate loading and emptying it BUT without it I would have been washing the dishes by hand... or letting them pile up until my house was a filthy mess. Unless of course I happened to be a wealthy person then I'd definitely have a servant/slave. Perhaps, I would have been tougher back in the olden days but more than likely I'd have been more exhausted and run into the ground... And that is with just two kids.

On the other hand, I'd probably have died trying to give birth to Hadassah and therefore I'd be dead and not worrying about any of this. So I guess I just happened to be born in the correct era for me. Who know that God knew that?

Things are going well. It looks like my hernia repair surgery will be April 10. As much as I am dreading yet another surgery I am looking forward to it being done.

Owen is currently napping in his stretcher thingy and Hadassah is practicing her art on her magnetic board. It is actually quiet at the moment. That is why I am squeezing in blogging between Owen demanding food or to be held or Hadassah getting into things or demanding attention.

I spoke to soon. The princess is kissing my screen... time to go I guess.

Ready, set, lose weight!

Now that I am done giving birth I really feel I can knuckle down and lose my blubber. After Hadassah I did lose a lot of weight but at the back of my mind I did have that horrid thought of what's the point? No excuses now. So I have been thinking about how I will lose the extra weight. Currently I am just cutting back on the amount I eat. I have three more weeks until I can start exercising and that makes me impatient. By the end of summer I would love to be 135lb. That is my goal anyways and that is about 32lbs. Once I get there I will see how fit I am and how I feel and whether I want to go lower. I fluctuated between 120lbs and 125lbs pre-pregnancies but I'd rather be a bit heavier and a lot more fit. After Hadassah I got down to 140lbs and got stuck when I stopped exercising. So, my weight gain this pregnancy was significantly less.

The funny thin is, I don't think of my self as overweight. Oh if I look at my reflection too long I can get quite depressed but I still imagine myself skinny. Sometimes when I do catch my reflection I don't even recognize the person if the mirror. I don't want the now me to be the norm. And while my stretch marks and extra skin is not going to disappear I would like to be a healthy weight. The biggest place I notice the weight is when I ride (and it is not just because of the not so flattering riding pants!) I don't feel as balanced and I sure find a lot of things a lot harder.

I hope to stay accountable on the weight loss and hopefully don't overeat too much. Why I over eat is not some deep reason it is simply the fact that I love food and no longer have my high metabolism to fall back on. Pregnancy took care of that!

My lost kitty

So many things to blog about with my little son at home and I am blogging about my cat. Tirzah has been missing since Friday and I feel so hopeless about it. I know cats can come back after extended periods of time but I also know we have a lot of coyotes around. And even though Tirzah was quick and smart she wasn't a ninja or anything. It also was strange for her to disappear just when the temperatures dropped.

Now everyone is probably thinking stop talking about a dumb cat and talk about little Owen. He's cute, he poops and the reason I haven't been blogging is he eats all the time... No lie. And he is a slow eater too. And he wants to eat right now so this is a short update.