So little miss Squish is 9 and a half months old now.  It's been a long hiatus here from this blog and an even longer break from my pursuits of Stepford-dom.  You see, when Lydia was 5 months old I was diagnosed with post partum depression. 

It. was. sucky.

I was focused on getting myself better and taking care of my two kids and trying to still be some sort of wife to my husband.  Needless to say, meal planning and laundry got left in the dust. 

I wish I was back here to say that all of that will start changing now, but I'm not sure that it will.  See, we are now expecting baby #3.   Yep, I done went and got knocked up again.  No, this wasn't planned.  No, it certainly is not the best idea.  But, whether we like it or not, Festus is a cookin' inside me and will be making an appearance around the 16th of February.  When I first found out I was devastated.  I wasn't sure how this would ever work with my depression and two babies 16 months apart.  Turns out my hormones are leveling out a bit now and I'm feeling pretty good.  As far as the two babies thing, well it is what it is and we'll find a way to make it work.  Preferably without a breakdown on my part this time around. 

We have only told a few close friends at this point and no family.  There are a multitude of reasons for that but I won't get into them now.  I just needed to start keeping record and since no one reads this anyway, I think I'm safe here.

Return of the slob...

Well it's been almost a year since my last post.  BUT, I have the best excuse on the planet...

Yep, I done went and had a baby!  Squish graced us with her presence in October and will be 4 months old next week.  Hope that's a good enough reason to have neglected this whole blogging thing.  I actually suffered from a condition called hyperemesis gravidarum which resulted in a 24 hour IV I had to carry around with me in a backpack for the first few months.  I had it my last pregnancy with Bug but was even worse with this one.  Thanks goodness it cleared up about halfway through and I was able to have an uneventful rest of my pregnancy and delivery.  This time I've been so lucky to be blessed with a happy, easy-going baby that loves to sleep.  If you had told me after I had my son that those kinds of babies existed I probably would have punched you in your face.



Needless to say, our lives now require even more organization so we don't all descend into utter chaos.  Also, this is the most I've weighed in my entire life.  Stay tuned for a new plan for this here blog and how it's going to get me to the stepford wife I've always known I'm capable of being!

Leave of Absence

Yep, I need to step away from the computer for a couple of weeks.  I pinky swear to explain everything once I return.  Exciting things in store for this Stepford-Wannabe!!

Blurgh...

That the sounds of my brain bubbling out of my ears.  Work has been Cuh-Razy lately!  I can't keep up with the weird.  I got into a rather heated e-mail exchange with someone at our corporate office who has MUCH more power than I do.  But, I knew I was right and I was willing to take a stand.  Guess what?  It totally paid off and they apologized for their aggressive approach.  I love getting results like that. 

Speaking of results...  Tuesday mornings weigh-in?  Same.  I think I'm going to try to eat small snacks through the day because I think maybe I've thrown my metabolize all out of whack with the lack of food.  We'll see if I notice any difference on the scale Monday. 

My house is in shambles, but ya know.. sometimes that happens?  I'm still gearing myself up to start my FlyLady lovin', but I know that unless I'm 100% committed, it ain't gonna work.  I'm getting there though and once things calm down with work I think I'll be ready to dive in.  Hubbs promised that he would do the dishes before I got home from work today so I'm crossing my fingers that a clean sink will greet me this evening.

Hope all of you loverly ladies are doing great.  HAPPY WEEKEND!

It's ALIVE!!

Well, I'm alive at least. 

O.M.G!   I totally did not mean to flake out on my loverly little blog.  I'm so sorry bloggy-baby!  Momma didn't mean to ignore you, promise. 

Basically it's a case of one thing leading to another and then having to force myself back into this habit.  It started with an almost week-long ice storm which was spent at my parents house.  It was fantastic to be there with them and my Bugga and just hang out and play games and veg on the couch.  We cooked alot but ate fairly healthy since my parents are on a weight loss kick.  Then it was crazy getting back into the groove at work and all caught up with everything. 

So.. here I am.

I did not weigh-in this morning because I was up all night with a sick kid.  I stayed home from work and kept him home from school today and of course he was climbing the walls like nothing was wrong at all.  It was a pretty great way to spend V-Day though.  I stayed in my pj's for the most part and got gifted with a box of chocolates, a box of truffles and a Glee calendar.  Hubbs also had flowers delivered to my office but I wasn't there to enjoy them.  Can't wait to see them tomorrow. 

So that's a tiny catch-up.  I'll hop on the scale tomorrow and report in.  Also plan to give an update on the Casa de JC in the next few days.  With everything going on, the house is surprisingly NOT in shambles. 

Catch ya on the flip side!