McFatty...Friday! Whoops!

So this week, I was naughty. Except, I have done it more than once. If I weigh in on a Monday and do not like the number, I will always weigh in again on Friday. Vain I know, and I know it is not about the number, but when my work pays by the % each quarter and today is quarter end...you better believe I weighed again.

First Weigh-in Post Vacation....

7/26/10 205.0. I will do the math for you. I gained 5.2lbs on vacation. WHOOPS! I did run...twice, which was short of my goal (4 times). But I think the rum did me in. Either that or the smores. Or maybe the fudge. Oh well we had a great time, with beautiful weather. More pictures to come!

And 4 days, 2 hard core workouts and 4 days of intense calorie tracking later...

202.6 (a loss of 2.4) Now if only I could keep that pace all week long. I hope to be back under 200 again by next week's weigh in, but today is a celebration day at work and we have a family golf outing tomorrow, so it will definitely be a challenge. Let's do this!

12mos...adjusted

Dawson is quickly approaching his 12month adjusted age date (July 26th) and this boy has had a GREAT week.

He had appointments every night this week...I would like to brag...er share with you.

Monday- Physical Therapy- Early on.
Beth is very impressed with his progress now that he is crawling and pulling himself to stand. He will even take a few, wobbly, steps if you hold his hands. He is very curious and is into EVERYTHING. But he gets so excited to explore and find new things, he is just so fun to play with. They couldn't believe he has come so far so fast. Just a few months ago, he was still a bit behind, but not anymore!!

Tuesday- Visual Therapy- Early on.
This appointment was a little sad, as it was Sue's last visit before retirement. We LOVE her! She is so great to work with. She too, very impressed with Dawson's quick improvements. He met all of his goals for this summer, eating baby food and less formula (ahem...THREE jars per meal!!) He is on his way into getting whole milk instead of formula, I'll appreciate that money back each month!! They feel he is really getting better at utilizing the vision he has, and is reaching and tracking for things. He is making due with his differences and making the necessary adjustments to get around them.

Wednesday- Physical Therapy- Sparrow Hospital
Dawson had his monthly evaluation, which is where they test him on formation and movements, stretches, muscle tone, you name it, they watch it. Dawson was in the 26th percentile for his adjusted age. He met all of his goals for 12month and is cruising ahead since he is already trying to walk. They actually want to drop his visits from once/week to once/month since he is doing so well and getting early on. They did an amazing job working with him, and I am certain we would not have caught up this fast without them.

We are going to look into some Occupational Therapy to work more with his small motor skills as he ages, but that will probably be with Early on.

Thursday- Ophthalmologist- Dr. Rao.
We actually made the decision to start seeing a different Optho. in the same office. We loved him! He was so nice, answered all of our questions and was able to get a good look at D without having to use the torture chamber. He sees a lot of improvement in his Left eye, it is not continuing to move more shallow. Vision is good, near-sightedness is fading and he is really starting to test and expand his visual range. They still cannot see into the right as it continues to heal from his last surgery, but they want to look again in about 2months, under anesthesia. This was such GREAT news.

Tonight we have a dinner with family in honor of our Great Grandmother (D's great-great Grandmother) who we lost this past week. She passed in her sleep after giving her family 101 AMAZING years. We know that she is in Heaven watching over us, and celebrating being with our other family members gone to soon. She already is and will continue to be terribly missed, We Love you Grandma Florida.

And tomorrow....VACATION!! I haven't quite mastered blogging from my phone yet, but I do know how to send photos from my phone to my blog, so expect some pics!!

Even though we are struggling with a loss this week, We are really praising God this week for answering our prayers and working miracles in our little dude. God is So GOOD!

199.8

Siyanara 200s, I'm outta here!! Don't let the door hit ya...

July 16th 199.8 (15lbs down...even)

I am so excited to have met my first goal (under 200 by vacation) and it is so nice to see that hard work payoff! I am not expecting a loss on vacation though honestly. I have packed lots of healthy snacks (and my running gear), but I know that smores will be roasted, Twisted Tea will be drank and fun will be had of all sorts, so my goal for next week is to stay level.

Oh, and can I also say that I CRUSHED Week 3 Day 1 on my C25k yesterday. I completed all of the intervals without having to stop early, and someone could have warned me the run time was going to double this week!! Of course, I forgot my sensor yesterday, but me knowing that I CAN DO IT is enough for me.

This Friday rocks my socks!!

Tuesday!

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McFatty Monday

I have been a long-time reader of BLAIR, and quite sometime ago, she started McFatty Monday. It basically one long train of bloggers that hop on the wagon and move forward, creating a healthier lifestyle for themselves and their families. A few posts ago, I mentioned changing my blog a bit. I'm hopping on McFatty Monday.

I wouldn't say that I have always struggled with my weight, because even though I "thought" I was fat in high school, I wasn't. I was a size 9/10 and I hated it. But you see, I pack a little, scratch that a LOT of junk in my trunk. I do not pack light. And I am top-heavy/busy/chesty/whatever PC term you prefer to use. So when you add the front and the back into the equation, my middle just tries to keep up.

I can't really remember the weights I have been at, but I remember sizes so I am going to go with that. When I graduated high-school, I got my first desk-job 3 months later ( I was LUCKY) and I was about a size 10/11ish. 3 years later, I had done WW 3 or 4 times, but my wedding dress was a size 12. One year after that, we went on a group cruise, I was a size 14. We had already been TTC for about 4 month then. I gained more weight TTC, then I did actually being pregnant (thank you morning sickness!). When I went back to work after D came home, I was a size 16.

I got back on the WW wagon, but you see, WW does not work for me. I always start off good, but sooner or later my entire journal is Smart Ones or 100 calorie packs and I have had nothing but processed foods all day long. I finally had had enough, and went to see my family Dr. in May. I hadn't been in about, ohh 5 years or so and we started with a physical.



I was 5'6" and 214lbs. Technically I am Obese. Or possibly worse that, but I am not sure because I got so mad at myself I quit listening. And my Blood Pressure was still high. My Dr., bless that women, was a kick in the pants. I am not healthy AND my BP is high. I have a kid. How am I supposed to lead by example, when I don't even set a good one?!

She wanted me to go off WW, and just focus on calorie counting, and amping up my Fruits and Veggies. I also admit, with her APPROVAL I take Alli, which is a weight-loss supplement. Or booster. Whatever you want to call it, it helps flush the fats that I eat out of my system. It gives me gas, but in case you are wondering, no I have never shit my pants. Which is the #1 rumor about this product. I love it, if you have any questions, please do NOT hesitate to ask!!

For now, my number one focus is bringing my BP down. Dr. said I was not in a place to be medicated....yet. I have 6 months to FOCUS, and bring it down on my own. With diet and exercise I am trying. Currently, I track all of my intake ON MY PHONE! I love it! I use fatsecret.com's mobile app. I also weigh in once a week at a weigh station at work, using their incentahealth program (they pay you to get healthy, or stay healthy!! But keep in mind, most of the time I will be using those photos as "before/after" photos. And it's Monday morning. And I haven't eaten yet. These will NOT be the best photos I have ever taken!)

I also have signed up for my first 5k. Let me follow that up by saying, I am not a runner. Never have been, but I am trying the Couch25k program, and so far, I like it! I look forward to running, and am doing that every other day. I also take both Step and Zumba classes.

I still fall off the wagon, I still hate my body, and I am still learning, but my motivation is 100 times stronger now. I need to do it for D, because I want to see him grow up and be happy, and I want to do it unmedicated.

I usually weigh in every Monday, so I am going to try and keep up with McFatty Monday, but I am not weighing in this week until Friday (right before vacation, with a goal of 200lbs or less) so I will catch you up with last weeks weigh in.

June 9 2010 -205.4 lbs. (9.4 lbs lost)

The one where mama goes a leeeetle bit crazy.

So R and I are doing okay, coming to terms with having a Visually Impaired child. He has not changed in person, only in diagnosis. We love him the same, he makes us smile the same, and oh, that kid is CUUUUUTE. But having a special needs child, makes you hate everyone else just a little bit more.

Scene 1-
We are at an amusement park with family, sans child for a day in the sun. A guy walks by talking to everyone, and has the whole line crackin up. He is just one of those guys that is nice and talking to everyone about how nervous he is about getting on this specific water ride. He has a lisp. Big whoop. But, our family member mumbles something under his breath about it.
(((Side note: if you know him IRL Please don't say anything. This is not meant to make him feel bad or anything, it was not a mean comment, but a comment none the less. It was not hurtful, and this family member is not a jerk, but he is young and CRAZY about D. But he is still adjusting, just as we are, to how special D is, and what that means.)))
But I couldn't help it. I ripped into him. Not really mean, but I made it clear that I would not tolerate anyone's differences being mocked in front of me. And in swooped in my DH. He really ripped into him. He pointed out that our child has a difference and we would never want anyone talking about him, or mocking him. And that was the first time I think I have heard R step up about it, but it was like second instinct for us. We just couldn't help but say something.

Scene 2-
Out in public and we are being watched. By someone of an older generation who does not know us. To break the silence, he asks "What is wrong with his eye?"

Oh.Emm.Gee. You know that moment in the movies where you see the kids throw a rock at a baby bear, and you just know it's about to get ugly. I'm pretty sure I looked like that. Now because I know better, I sucked in a deep breath and educated this man. ::pause scene::

But I really wanted to gouge his eyes out. There is nothing "WRONG". Dawson has nothing WRONG with him. He is different, and you know what? He is SMART. When his difference gets in his way, he makes the adjustment. He will tip his head, move, reach whatever he feels he needs to do to understand what is going on. ::Beams:: He makes me proud. He makes me understand. He makes me compassionate. But sweet Jesus he makes me defensive.

Back to scene 2-
So after I was nice, and informative and polite do you know what this MORON says to me...."Well, can HE be fixed?"

Again, I was polite. I said "He will have glasses" and I walked away because that was ALL I could muster. Because what I really wanted to say was "No you assclown, because he is NOT BROKEN."

Oh and another thing. My child is not a freak of nature. He does not sleep-play, or sleep-crawl, or sleep-chew. Have you ever seen a kid fall asleep and CONTINUE chewing on toys, continue talking at the same decibel, or continue moving?! I think not. Just because his eye is closed, doesn't mean he is asleep. Nor is he overly medicated (yes, someone actually asked that) I appreciate you calling him cute, but stop commenting on his eyes in the check-out line/dog food aisle/gas station/whatever.

I realize that I will constantly be fighting for him, and will be over-sensitive about it which is not fair to the general population for just being curious. But what happened to tact? I would never say "whats wrong with...." I don't get it.

I hate that other people make me nervous to have him out in public or put up pictures at my desk, because I am sick of the RUDE questions. I don't want anyone looking at him any different than they would any other child.

Having a child with a difference automatically makes you an advocate for their quality of life, well-being, and acceptance. Forgive my rant, for now. I promise with time, I will relax. I hope.