So, it’s been a few months since I last updated you guys on my weight-loss journey/progress. Allow me now to toot my own horn: in August, I returned to my pre-pregnancy weight of 135 pounds!!! WOOHOO!!! Today, I’m weighing 130 pounds, which leaves me 5 pounds away from my goal weight. I want to get back to my wedding weight, and I can see the light haha. It’s been a loooong journey, but I’ve worked my butt off to get to this point. The beginning was rough since I had Ava around the holidays (that means there was lots of deliciousness to avoid…. mmm that wasn’t going to happen), and not to mention that we live in a city that has some of the most amazing food! Anyway, I digress. It took lots of will power and the support of my husband to join me in this journey, and we’ve both been shedding the weight, making wise choices, and have been coming up with creative ways to exercise since we tend to get bored, become inactive, and put the weight back on. We’ve come so far, we feel so good, look so good (ha), to stop now. No looking back for us, and we hope to maintain a healthy lifestyle! Before I forget, in the last month, I’ve also taken part of this awesome workout regimen http://bikinibodymommy.com/. So head on over and check it out! It’s great!
This past Sunday, I decided that I was tired of looking at the ugly weeds that began to take over our garden. They had grown so tall; they were such an eyesore. So, after our busy day, I told Sam I was going to weed the garden. He kind of looked at me like I was crazy and asked if I was sure… (If you know me, then you know that I think bugs and dirt are gross and icky, and I’m such a girly girl). I don’t know what got into me. I think it was the fact that I wanted to do something active and sweat off some fat! However, from the moment I pulled out that first weed, I regretted it immediately! The texture of the roots and dirt with moisture, YUCK! Anyway, I just kept going, and the more weeds I pulled, the more I started thinking about my life and how many times “weeds” have grown in my heart that I’ve had to ask God to yank, and sometimes I’ve even tried to do it on my own. I was reminded about how as Christians, we must constantly be on our guard to make sure that weeds aren’t growing over the godly seeds and plants that we have sowed and watered over time.
The thing about weeds is that they creep up, and sometimes we don’t notice them, sometimes a flower may even bloom and look so pretty, that we mistake it for a flower that we planted and watered ourselves. It’s not! It’s a weed. I almost didn’t pull one out because it was a pretty white little flower, then I realized it was an imposter, so I yanked it! I don’t want it messing up my pretty garden in the literal or hypothetical sense. As I was weeding, I came across three different types of weeds.
The first, are weeds that are easier to uproot than others. In the spiritual sense, these may look like selfishness, lying, jealousy, cursing, gossip, etc. (I know that sins are all equal, but because we’re human, we tend to categorize them on a “not so bad” to “extremely horrible” scale. So, for that reason, I’m categorizing them). These weeds may not seem so bad, but weeds are weeds and they will destroy the beautiful flowers one way or another. I was able to completely uproot some, and others I could only pull from the surface. That brings me to the second type of weeds I came across. These weeds were so deeply embedded in the ground, that there was no way I could uproot them. I knew that for those, I needed someone stronger than me to pull them out completely. I was only able to pull what was on the surface. They were so challenging and I got so aggravated because I knew that those would come back within a few days. I feel like that’s how it is when we have “weeds” in our hearts. Some are easier to get rid of and some are not so easy. We can pull some out on our own, or so we think, but no matter what, they still grow back some time after. Some we just pull from the top, but they grow back because the root is still there. We might only give God the “small” or “not so bad” weeds to get rid of, but what good will that do in the long run?
The last kind of weed I came across were the ones that disguise themselves or try to hide in between the pretty flowers that I mentioned earlier. Here’s a picture of some trying to hide in between the agapanthus.
I looked at these and just knew that they were going to be a challenge. These are the worst kind because they are deeply rooted and they’re trying to pretend they aren’t weeds. So, I tried to muster all of the strength I could, and began pulling them like a mad woman! I was even talking to them, telling them, “Yeah, I see you! I’m not gunna let you think you belong here, because you don’t! Come here!” I’m not lying either hahaha. I eventually gave up. My hands, fingers and arms hurt from trying so hard. That’s exactly what happens in our lives, many times we give up, because it starts to hurt. The thing is, the pain won’t last forever and we’ll be better off anyway. The next day, my fingers still burned a little, but by the end of the day, that sensation was gone. So many times in my walk, I’ve tried to pull weeds out on my own, hesitant to give them to God, because I doubted that they’d really be uprooted. I’ve grown weeds of resentment, bitterness, low self-esteem, jealousy, and they kept my godly seeds from growing into the beautiful flowers they were intended to be. I couldn’t really enjoy God and all of the ways He would or could bless me. There was always something that would immediately shoot down anything that seemed nice. Weeds tend to stick/grow together. I would pull one out on one end and there would be a trail that led to more roots a few feet away. The same goes for the weeds in our lives that we think aren’t so bad. Bitterness can lead to anger, anger to hate, hate to actually hurting the person that caused us to be bitter, which can all lead up to the weeds that disguise themselves as flowers that are supposed to be there. This happens whether we have just begun our walk with God, or if we’ve been walking with God for years. We are never exempt from weeds growing, so we must be cautious. Daily, we must renew our hearts and minds and the moment we feel a weed growing, give it to God so that it won’t stand a chance. We must constantly work out our salvation. (Phil. 2:12)
So, have you weeded your garden lately?
Good morning! It’s been a while since I’ve been able to post, and that seems to be the trend of my blog, haha. Whenever I get the chance to read other blogs, I feel an itch and the urge to head on over here, and type away. However, I’m quickly reminded that my time is cut short as I hear my daughter crying for my attention. I absolutely love, love, love every second of being a mother. Every time I look at my baby, I’m reminded of how blessed I am and of God’s incredibly immense love and goodness! Children truly are a heritage from The Lord (Psalm 127:3). I don’t mind being wanted and needed by her,it’s the best feeling, and when it comes to being a wife and mother, everything else is secondary. I find that the only times I could write are when she’s napping, or if I happen to wake up before she does, like today. Even after my husband comes home, my focus and attention shifts to him as well. I try to make it a point to be attentive to my family and put away my phone, iPad, MacBook etc. Spending time with my family is the most important thing, I don’t want to miss a moment! While I do have “me” time, I’m usually cleaning, planning things, or catching up on my quiet time. It’s crazy how much more busy life gets once you become a mother. I do hope to keep blogging more often, because I find it relaxing and I like being able to share my thoughts, not to mention that there’s so much to catch up on, like I’m back to my pre-pregnancy weight!! Woohoo! But that’s for another post! As always, thanks for reading!!
A few Sunday’s ago, the three of us took some family pictures. It was my mother’s day gift from my husband. I absolutely love how they came out! I wish that the photographer had a blog/website, but I’ll still give her a shout out! Thank you so much Valerie, they’re awesome!! Here are a few of my favorites.
I will be the first to admit that I don’t read The word everyday. Sometimes, I forget to pray and thank God for life today, for health, favor, mercy, his unending love. There’s no excuse for my lack of acknowledging Gods goodness over my husband, daughter, and over my life. No matter what circumstances we go through in life, He has never failed to come through for us. I saw a video this morning on Facebook about how consumed we have become with technology, that we forget to “look up” and notice what’s going on around us. Just last night I had actually told my husband that from now on, when we are home together, I don’t want our phones to exist. I actually didn’t let my phone exist throughout my day either. I don’t want to miss a moment with my daughter. I don’t want to get so consumed that I miss out in my quiet time with Jesus. He gave his life for me, and I can’t give him a portion of my day… I’m guilty. There’s no doubt in my mind that I love Jesus with all that I am, I don’t know how I could go a day without thanking him and loving on him the same way I show my husband and daughter love, he deserves my affections as well! There’s so much of Gods heart that I have yet to discover and it all starts with putting down my phone, turning off the TV, opening my heart to receive what God wants to show me, really listening and letting his word seep in, and putting it to practice daily. I don’t want to have regret in my heart for not fulfilling Gods purpose in my life; or for losing out in spending time with my loved ones. I want to rekindle that fire that the 17 year old me had. I now have a daughter to lead in the right direction and pour into. My prayer is that she and our future children will love Jesus, serve him, stand firm in knowing their faith, be leaders and examples to those around… And it starts with Sam and I leading by example. Our lives should reflect Christ, and sometimes my life doesn’t. As Christians we will never peak and be so “holy” or “righteous” that we don’t need more of God. I must remind myself of this constantly. I will always be in need of Jesus!
Life is so unpredictable! But, what’s new about that? Life tends to become so routine, we do the same things, at about the same time every day and when there’s a bump in the road, we get so freaked out. I think that that’s God reminding us, and alerting us to always keep our eyes open and keep our guard up. Last week, my sweet grandpa passed away. It all happened so quick, so unexpectedly, we weren’t prepared to hear his diagnosis. Sometimes, I still can’t believe he’s gone, it’s crazy. Well, my mom and my sister came over my house on Monday, and my mom said that on the car ride (which is 5 minutes) my sister began feeling unwell, and while they were here, she was moaning and not being herself. We thought it may just be gas, because she kept burping. My parents had to bring her to the ER at about 5 am the following morning, and later that day they ran a CT scan of her stomach. Turns out that some of her bowels were twisted and that they would have to operate on her ASAP, so that the blood wouldn’t get cut off to that part of her bowels. So, in she went for surgery, which when my dad notified me, I got so scared. I began to pray and asked my dear friends and family to also lift her up in prayer. Thankfully, everything went well in the surgery and my mom said that apparently, her bowels had been that way since birth, and the doctors were surprised to find that. It’s hard not to wonder why things happen when they happen; Because my grandpa was sick these last few weeks, my mom hasn’t been to work. She was expecting to go back today, but because of my sister’s unexpected surgery, of course she couldn’t. They have gone through so much, but still we hold on to the faith that God is just and merciful and his ways are perfect. Through this, I am reminded that we are not in control of life, but when wrenches are thrown at us, we have to stay strong, stand firm, and seek HIM. Doubt, giving up, being mad, not an option, though it’s easy to go to those places. I know that God has a plan and a purpose for everything, though we may not understand, we know that He has never forsaken us. Through the trials and tribulations, we learn, we grow, we become stronger. No one ever said life was easy, but it’s through these circumstances that we get back “on track,” I guess you could say, and remind ourselves to take life day by day, not as if it’s routine. I thank God for my family, for life, for the blessings that he’s constantly pouring out on us. He is ALWAYS good, and I know that he hold’s my precious sister in his embrace and that she’ll be her smiling self in no time. Even in the midst of storms, his love and promises shine through. I pray that He would strengthen my mom and dad, that peace would fill their hearts, and that they would know that He is always by their side, and will never leave them. I pray that we wouldn’t lose sight of his hand.
My sweet grandpa passed away last night, and my heart is heavy with grief and sorrow. I know that death is a part of life, but it’s something that is so hard to accept as a reality. When a loved one passes away, we want so hard to believe it isn’t true. However, it is very real and the only comfort we can find is in God. My Papi was sweet, funny, caring, loving and so much more. About a week and a half ago, he fainted at home and my grandma called to ask for help, as she couldn’t get him to wake back up, nor could she move him. He was brought to the ER, stayed for observation, and the following morning, we were given the most unexpected news… He was diagnosed with leukemia. More tests were done, and the news was reaffirmed. He had so many other health problems in which we thought those would be the ones to wear him out, never leukemia! The doctors gave him a few days, or weeks at most. I believe that I speak for my family when I say that, deep down inside, we didn’t want to believe it or accept that my grandpa’s days on this earth we’re coming to an end. He had been sick for so long with heart issues and would come out fighting and strong. I really thought he’d still be alive right now. It all just happened so fast and he’s gone. I know that he is in Gods glory. He’s no longer suffering and I do find comfort knowing that he’s rejoicing in the presence of The Lord! But the pain in my heart is still here, because I know that I will no longer be able to hug him, have him give me his big sloppy kisses on my cheek, or hear is voice, and my daughter will only know him through pictures. But he will always be in our hearts and our memories as an amazing man who always showed his grand kids love, kindness, comedy, good work ethic, politeness, gentleness, respect, patience, humility… He will be so missed!!
Losing weight is no easy task! Today, I am four pounds away from my pre pregnancy weight. I have been for two weeks now. We started going to the gym on Monday nights, and the cardio boxing class I go to is tough! But I enjoy it. I have realized, however, that eating right, or at least trying to, isn’t going to help me shed these last few pounds. Neither will going to the gym once a week! On a daily basis I try to stay active and move around, do some squats with Ava, but I’ve hit that stand still. I don’t like it. In fact, I despise being stuck because I still want to lose 10 more pounds after reaching my pre pregnancy weight. Like I said before, I choose results, and that just means that I have to push and work harder to get the results I want. My birthday is in mid-May and that is my deadline to lose these fourteen pounds! I can do it!!
I really miss blogging, even though I’m new to this, and have only posted a few blogs, I miss it. I really find it relaxing to write what’s on my mind, how I’m feeling, and things I’m currently or have gone through in the past. I believe my second or third blog post was about how I wasn’t ready to let Ava sleep in her own room, and at four months, I’m still NOT READY! I didn’t think it would be so hard for me to do this! Before I had her, Sam and I had a game plan of how we were going to “sleep train” her and that we’d only have her sleeping in our room for the first 2 months… blah blah blah! I just love her so much and I love having her sleep next to me. It gives me a sense of peace. So, she’s four months now and she has started developing her personality a little bit (I love it). This past week, she’s been giving me trouble for bed time. When it’s approaching, I change her into her pjs, I feed her, and she’ll usually fall asleep while she’s still at the breast. I pull her away and bring her to my shoulder for a few minutes, and I would then bring her to our room and lay her down in her bassinet. That has worked up until recently. Now, when I go to place her in her bassinet, she immediately wakes up. It isn’t until the third try that she doesn’t wake up. Some might say that I should leave her in her bassinet and she’ll fall right back asleep, but I just feel the need to hold her and pat her back to sleep. But I feel like she may be getting a little to used to it, like she’s catching on that mommy will pick her up the moment she makes a peep. I don’t want her to get spoiled in this way, so tonight, I’m trying something new. She fell asleep after her feeding, and I did the usual routine. She woke up, I picked her up, repeated, she woke up again, I picked her up. So, I decided to try again with the nunie at bed time. She really doesn’t like the thing, but why not try to see if she’ll use it to soothe herself to sleep. I can tell you right now, that the experiment is failing as she is currently crying haha… We are first time parents, so I figure we should do trial and error with her sleep routine to find what works best. And I want what’s best for my little princess! So, we’ll see how this whole thing works out!
Well, I haven’t posted since Valentines Day, and so much has happened since then! I’ve been meaning to blog sooner, but I’ve been crazy busy! Valentines night, my husband took me to dinner at Mr. B’s and it was delicious! We left Ava with my parents, and we got to spend some quality time together. I love being with my husband and I love eating at great restaurants in the city!
I also love to dress up and feel fancy =)
The following Wednesday, my sister-in-law, hubby’s sister, had her son! He is our first nephew and he’s just adorable! It is great the he and Ava will grow up so close in age together.
Ava needs me right now, so I’ll continue catching up on another post!! I really love blogging and won’t stop! So please keep reading!!