So you've gained a few pounds or better yet, you're sticking to the "baby weight" story. If you're like me, you can barely find time during the day for a sit down meal, let alone time for the gym or walking a track somewhere. What's a girl to do?
I have a suggestion. Work out at home. Yeah, I'm sure you're thinking, who does this lady think she is. Home workouts aren't new. Well, maybe not the home workouts that you are use to. But the types of ways you can work out at home are endless. They are only limited by your imagination.
The way I am suggesting that you work out at home, incorporates things you do anyway, but with a kick. Here are some examples to kick start your imagination on ways that you can get a workout at home.
Add ankle and/or wrist weights while you vacuum and sweep
March in place at the sink while you do dishes
As you clean, make your movements big and stretch your muscles
do lunges while you clean the bathroom and getting things out of low cabinets
While you pick up the laundry out of the dryer, do a few reps with the laundry basket
Opt to wash your own car. You'll save money on the detail shop and burn calories
If you have stairs in your home, run up and down them as often as you can, leave things on the opposite floor that you know you'll need, that way you'll have to do the stairs to retrieve them
Comment with your suggestions if you have more.
Raising kids, one parent at a time.
Coach Your Baby Brave
Ever have a child who was afraid to do anything new and fun or even not so fun but necessary? Recently my daughter's dental appointment revealed that she has serious teeth issues in her back molars. She is only four and has no business having four cavities. There is one in each of her back teeth, but the rest of her teeth are perfectly fine. Well, the time came to set up her appointment to have crowns put on those teeth.
She wasn't having it. She wouldn't sit in the chair, lay in the chair, as a matter of fact, she ended up on my lap just for the cleaning. After trying to rationalize why she needed to calm down and stop clinging to me like a monkey baby in the forest, I gave up. The dentist wasn't willing to force the issue either.
So I immediately went into coach mode. I began to remind her of all of the times she had been brave. All the way up until her appointment, I coached her and applauded her for being brave with different things.
She began to tell on her own how brave she was. We'd discuss how brave she'd be when she went back to the dentist. She even started coaching herself. Today was the day we'd find out if the coaching had paid off.
We went to the dentist and she seemed very calm and not worried at all. We made our way back to that special "quiet room" where the terrified kids go so they don't scare the crap out of the rest of the patients.
Well, my baby hopped right up in that dental chair and handled her business like a pro. She chose the "bubble gum flavored nose"(laughing gas). As I sat in the chair in the corner grinning from ear to ear about how brave my little sweety was being, the laughing gas began to kick in. I watched as the dentist shot my baby's jaw with numbing agents and she really didn't feel a thing. WOW!
I kept watching as my daughter began to wave her hand at me as she followed the dentists instructions. She was the perfect patient. She never cried. She didn't try to escape out of the nearby window. She didn't even request that I hold her hand. She is officially brave. So. . .I guess I can add "Coach" to my resume now as well huh?
She wasn't having it. She wouldn't sit in the chair, lay in the chair, as a matter of fact, she ended up on my lap just for the cleaning. After trying to rationalize why she needed to calm down and stop clinging to me like a monkey baby in the forest, I gave up. The dentist wasn't willing to force the issue either.
So I immediately went into coach mode. I began to remind her of all of the times she had been brave. All the way up until her appointment, I coached her and applauded her for being brave with different things.
She began to tell on her own how brave she was. We'd discuss how brave she'd be when she went back to the dentist. She even started coaching herself. Today was the day we'd find out if the coaching had paid off.
We went to the dentist and she seemed very calm and not worried at all. We made our way back to that special "quiet room" where the terrified kids go so they don't scare the crap out of the rest of the patients.
Well, my baby hopped right up in that dental chair and handled her business like a pro. She chose the "bubble gum flavored nose"(laughing gas). As I sat in the chair in the corner grinning from ear to ear about how brave my little sweety was being, the laughing gas began to kick in. I watched as the dentist shot my baby's jaw with numbing agents and she really didn't feel a thing. WOW!
I kept watching as my daughter began to wave her hand at me as she followed the dentists instructions. She was the perfect patient. She never cried. She didn't try to escape out of the nearby window. She didn't even request that I hold her hand. She is officially brave. So. . .I guess I can add "Coach" to my resume now as well huh?
The Man Of Your Dreams
. . . .and your children's dreams too. I'm sure we all have a vision of the man of our dreams. He'll have this type of personality and be this type of caregiver. He'll work in this field or that. But have you considered what you kids think would be the father figure of their dreams? Any man you date and become serious with has the potential for becoming a part of your children's lives. Should their opinions matter? Yes!
Yeah Yeah Yeah. I know, kids are to speak only when spoken to and they do what you say just because you said it and aren't allowed to ask any questions. But the reality is that kids have an innocent filter that allows them to perceive things in people that us tainted adults may not see.
While you may meet a guy and think he is just too nice, your kids may see him as being just patient enough to put up with you and them when things get hectic. I challenge you to ask your children what type of guy they'd like to see you date. You might be surprised to find that they have already got an idea in mind.
I asked my son this question and he had a list. He even told me that he's been noticing people notice me in Wally World and other places. Kids are paying attention even when we are not so it's in our best interest to at least take their thoughts into consideration when we are dating.
Yeah Yeah Yeah. I know, kids are to speak only when spoken to and they do what you say just because you said it and aren't allowed to ask any questions. But the reality is that kids have an innocent filter that allows them to perceive things in people that us tainted adults may not see.
While you may meet a guy and think he is just too nice, your kids may see him as being just patient enough to put up with you and them when things get hectic. I challenge you to ask your children what type of guy they'd like to see you date. You might be surprised to find that they have already got an idea in mind.
I asked my son this question and he had a list. He even told me that he's been noticing people notice me in Wally World and other places. Kids are paying attention even when we are not so it's in our best interest to at least take their thoughts into consideration when we are dating.
Working Less to Have More
So, I'm on a journey to spend more time doing the things that I and my children love. I want to be able to do what we want, when we want, where we want. While most people had dreams of becoming teachers, lawyers, and doctors, by the time I made it to high school, all I wanted to be was a philanthropic socialite. I wanted to throw fabulous events to raise money for worthy causes. Note how actual work was never a part of the equation. So for years I've been trying to figure out how I can do that. Recently I checked out a book from the library entitled
The 4-Hour Workweek by Timothy Ferriss.
When I saw the title I thought, surely this book is about some get rich quick scheme that may or may not work and by the end I'll be convinced to spend some astronomical amount of money that I don't have, to buy into a website that has no real product, but in fact is just the beginning of an information trail to nowhere.
Boy was I wrong. I am in love with the ideology of the book so far. The urge to highlight pages and make notes has forced me to order a copy of my very own. I'll keep you posted. If I have the patience and motivation to follow through, perhaps my VA will post an update for me. Check out the website for the book and see what I'm talking about. I love the challenges that Timothy gives you to complete. If you have read the book and successfully parlayed your life into a shorter work week and are enjoying your time now rather than waiting for retirement or disability to set in, please come chat with me.
The 4-Hour Workweek by Timothy Ferriss.
When I saw the title I thought, surely this book is about some get rich quick scheme that may or may not work and by the end I'll be convinced to spend some astronomical amount of money that I don't have, to buy into a website that has no real product, but in fact is just the beginning of an information trail to nowhere.
Boy was I wrong. I am in love with the ideology of the book so far. The urge to highlight pages and make notes has forced me to order a copy of my very own. I'll keep you posted. If I have the patience and motivation to follow through, perhaps my VA will post an update for me. Check out the website for the book and see what I'm talking about. I love the challenges that Timothy gives you to complete. If you have read the book and successfully parlayed your life into a shorter work week and are enjoying your time now rather than waiting for retirement or disability to set in, please come chat with me.
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