Every now and then I like to play what I call the "Baby Name Game" with my husband. Although we are not currently "TTC" it is in our near future. But I want to know just how interested he is in the idea of having kids.
It turns out, we have a pretty similar interest in names. However, I seem to like a little more popular names while he leans toward what I call traditional names.
For example, I like the name Broderick (Brody) Matthew. Matthew is my husbands name. But, we have the lovely *sarcasm* Brody Jenner. But more closely related is Matthew Broderick. I don't intentionally choose names like this.
Anyways, I don't really know why I am blabbering about this. I guess that I am just excited that my hubby is willing to play along with me and is genuinely interested in choosing a name for our future child, even though he/she is still far off.
But, if anyone else plays this game, I would love to hear your favorite picks for name!
Monday, January 19, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
My Success Story...to date.
A little bit before Thanksgiving, I had a Dr.'s appointment. At this appointment, my Dr. told me that I needed to loose about 35 pounds before she felt comfortable letting me have kids.
Now, I knew I was over weight and I wasn't quite comfortable looking at myself naked in the mirror. But 35 pounds seemed like A LOT!! I was blown away and embarrassed. But, I have to say, there is nothing I want more than to have kids. I think about it all the time. During that same appointment, she noted that I may be pre-diabetic and asked that I return for some extensive blood work.
I returned for that blood work, and endured the repeat attempts and getting blood from my awful veins. In the end, the mislabled my blood samples and couldn't get a definate answer from my tests unless I consented to take it again. But they did find at one point, my blood sugar was as low at 45.
So, from that point on, I have been very careful with what I eat and have been following the South Beach Diet, per their recommendation. With this diet, not to be gimicky, I have lost 16 pounds and feel awesome. Just this morning, my husband made a cat call at me ;) Yeah sure, I shouldn't celebrate too much because I still have a way to go. But I can't help but be proud because ever since I have graduated from high school I have struggled so much with my weight. I used to play basketball and tennis for my school and was active all the time.
Throughout the years (that makes me sound old, I've been out of high school for 5 years) I have tried many different things with no success. So, to get on the scale today and see that 16 lbs. are gone. I smile.
I smile and look at myself in the mirror and tell myself that I am awesome. I am awesome not just because I can now manage what I eat and not think about food constantly. But to myself, I am success. Although I am still hunting for the "perfect job" and don't make as much money as I want. I am a success because I have a house, a job, a husband, and a loving family. When I go to sleep at night, I am not ashamed of anything I did that day because no matter what I did, I was true to myself.
Yeah, so, this was just my stepping onto my motivational soap box. I will step down now.
Now, I knew I was over weight and I wasn't quite comfortable looking at myself naked in the mirror. But 35 pounds seemed like A LOT!! I was blown away and embarrassed. But, I have to say, there is nothing I want more than to have kids. I think about it all the time. During that same appointment, she noted that I may be pre-diabetic and asked that I return for some extensive blood work.
I returned for that blood work, and endured the repeat attempts and getting blood from my awful veins. In the end, the mislabled my blood samples and couldn't get a definate answer from my tests unless I consented to take it again. But they did find at one point, my blood sugar was as low at 45.
So, from that point on, I have been very careful with what I eat and have been following the South Beach Diet, per their recommendation. With this diet, not to be gimicky, I have lost 16 pounds and feel awesome. Just this morning, my husband made a cat call at me ;) Yeah sure, I shouldn't celebrate too much because I still have a way to go. But I can't help but be proud because ever since I have graduated from high school I have struggled so much with my weight. I used to play basketball and tennis for my school and was active all the time.
Throughout the years (that makes me sound old, I've been out of high school for 5 years) I have tried many different things with no success. So, to get on the scale today and see that 16 lbs. are gone. I smile.
I smile and look at myself in the mirror and tell myself that I am awesome. I am awesome not just because I can now manage what I eat and not think about food constantly. But to myself, I am success. Although I am still hunting for the "perfect job" and don't make as much money as I want. I am a success because I have a house, a job, a husband, and a loving family. When I go to sleep at night, I am not ashamed of anything I did that day because no matter what I did, I was true to myself.
Yeah, so, this was just my stepping onto my motivational soap box. I will step down now.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
The Standard
Okay, so here I am, still at work after 11 hours. Instead of finishing up, I am blogging to get crap off of my chest.
I am a recent graduate holding 2, apparently, worthless Bachelor's degrees. I sit in a cublicle all day long as a customer service rep. making $9.00/hours. Yeah, yeah, I know, I shouldn't complain. I have a job, right?!
Anyways, so, I don't have many close friends anymore because the day after I got married I moved 3 hours away from my nearest and dearests. So, phone conversations are all we share anymore. But, I have developed some meaningless relationships with a few co-workers. Don't get me wrong, they are probably great people, but I don't really share much in common with them. One of the girls cries over EVERYTHING-- if she doesn't get her way, if she gets asked to do something she doesn't want to do, if it snows-- you name it! Another girl, the main reason for this blog tonight, brags about everything. Her life is just one big up and down drama.
So, about that. Her boyfriend just lost his job and has a bank account that is negative. I know how much she makes because we don't get raises, so I know she isn't racking up the dough. But, she is constantly shopping, but then bitches that her man doesn't have a job and they don't have money. But, today she was informed that she is going to part of trial of a new system we are starting at work. This trial is something that we are all going to be moved into eventually. But she thinks this is the greatest thing in the world! She is talking this up like she was just appointed CEO of the company. Well, I'll just say, she's not even getting a raise. AND the only reason why she got the position is because she's been in the department the longest and would have raised the biggest fit if she would have been "passed up" by someone else. But she's so excited, that she and her boyfriend, again, who has no job, are going to one of the most expensive restaurants in town tonight to celebrate.
*Sigh* I just don't get it. I guess it's because I am so conscious of myself and my realities and I don't know why people can let themselves get carried away by things like that. I don't like to spend money. I prefer to save my money for some catastrophe. Plus, I am still looking, daily, for a better paying job. My only vice is that I must look professional at all times. You know, dress for the job that you want, not the job that you have.
Well, I have gotten this off my chest without bitching to a co-worker and coming off as catty and also not trying to explain this to my friends or husband who don't understand or don't care. Because, YOU have the choice to stop reading whenever. :o)
I am a recent graduate holding 2, apparently, worthless Bachelor's degrees. I sit in a cublicle all day long as a customer service rep. making $9.00/hours. Yeah, yeah, I know, I shouldn't complain. I have a job, right?!
Anyways, so, I don't have many close friends anymore because the day after I got married I moved 3 hours away from my nearest and dearests. So, phone conversations are all we share anymore. But, I have developed some meaningless relationships with a few co-workers. Don't get me wrong, they are probably great people, but I don't really share much in common with them. One of the girls cries over EVERYTHING-- if she doesn't get her way, if she gets asked to do something she doesn't want to do, if it snows-- you name it! Another girl, the main reason for this blog tonight, brags about everything. Her life is just one big up and down drama.
So, about that. Her boyfriend just lost his job and has a bank account that is negative. I know how much she makes because we don't get raises, so I know she isn't racking up the dough. But, she is constantly shopping, but then bitches that her man doesn't have a job and they don't have money. But, today she was informed that she is going to part of trial of a new system we are starting at work. This trial is something that we are all going to be moved into eventually. But she thinks this is the greatest thing in the world! She is talking this up like she was just appointed CEO of the company. Well, I'll just say, she's not even getting a raise. AND the only reason why she got the position is because she's been in the department the longest and would have raised the biggest fit if she would have been "passed up" by someone else. But she's so excited, that she and her boyfriend, again, who has no job, are going to one of the most expensive restaurants in town tonight to celebrate.
*Sigh* I just don't get it. I guess it's because I am so conscious of myself and my realities and I don't know why people can let themselves get carried away by things like that. I don't like to spend money. I prefer to save my money for some catastrophe. Plus, I am still looking, daily, for a better paying job. My only vice is that I must look professional at all times. You know, dress for the job that you want, not the job that you have.
Well, I have gotten this off my chest without bitching to a co-worker and coming off as catty and also not trying to explain this to my friends or husband who don't understand or don't care. Because, YOU have the choice to stop reading whenever. :o)
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