Let's Talk About My Pants

Because I'm sure my pants are the first thing on everyone's minds this morning, right?


I'm having a serious problem in the pants department. Pants that fit me incredibly well prior to getting pregnant/during the early parts of my pregnancy are now falling into one of two categories.

Category #1: Too small.

Category #2: Too big.

Please note there is not a Category #3: Just Right.

Nope, I haz no pants.

Last week I tried on a pair of grey slacks that I got the spring before I go pregnant. Typically they have always fit well. Maybe a little bit tight around my waist went I'm not careful but overall, fantastic fit. Last week they were so far up my crotch I thought I would end up with a UTI or worse.

Yesterday I put on my favorite pair of khaki pants. I've had these suckers since college. They have been my faithful friends for many, many years. Until I went and had a baby. Now they are way too loose around the thighs and way too tight around my belly. What the heck?

Today I have on another favorite pair, black dress pants, in my usual size, in my favorite fit from Loft. I look like I have a load in my pants and they are too loose around my belly and sitting too low on my hips. Does that even make sense to you?

So basically, I'm a pants misfit.

I either look poured into them or swimming out of them. Either way, it isn't pretty. I have an entire closet of problem pants and no solution in mind.

Here's hoping when I switch out my fall/winter clothing with my spring/summer clothing I have better luck.

A girl can dream, can't she?

Mama's Day

My first Mother's Day as a full fledge Mama was incredible. It started out early as Mr. Berg brought a sweet, smiley little boy into our room that would not stop saying "MaMaMaMaMa" this phrase has typically only been reserved for green beans in the past. Good job, Buddy.
From flowers and chocolate covered strawberries, to new yoga pants and lunch complete with cupcakes from my favorite place I town- it was a wonderful Mother's Day weekend. I couldn't have asked for any better.

In other news, I was doing so well on eating cleanly last week. I was even down 1.5 pounds, and then I made homemade mac and cheese for Ryan and proceeded to eat half of it. It doesn't count if it's a cooking light recipe, right?

No? You're probably right about that.... but goodness gracious, it was good and Ryan loves it!


Oh well, moving on.

Mr. Berg will be doing a lot of studying this week and into the weekend in preparation for an exam his has on Monday. Something about insurance certification work. Please don't take my lack of understanding as indifference, he's explained it to me at least a dozen times and I still don't get it. (probably a good thing I don't do the insurance work in this family)


So, because Mr. Berg needs to study and prefers a quieter house for that and because I ate my weight in macaroni and cheese Ryan and I will be taking a good many walks this week. Nothing says getting in shape like pushing a 20 pound stroller with an 18 pound kid inside up hill.... many, many hills.

I'm determined to kill this muffin top. DETERMINED.

Having an almost 10 month old, I am aware that my body will never look like it once looked. I also realize that prior to having Ryan, when I was heavier or lighter, 18 or 28, my stomach has always  been my most troubled area. Thus, I cannot even pretend to want perfection there. But the pooch, oh the pooch, it must die. And quickly!

And so, that's like around these parts.

Happy Monday y'all.

Good Stuff, Bad Stuff and All Points In Between

So far, May has gotten off to a much better start then April did.... THANK GOODNESS


As I continue to focus on dropping those last few pesky pounds left over from pregnancy I found two new blogs to keep me inspired. Just what I needed. And the best part, these are Mom-Blogs! Mom's who had kids and working hard keeping their families and their health in high priority. I love it!

What is also helpful is the predictability of our schedules lately. With Mr. Berg studying for his latest certification exam, he's been less inclined to schedule late meetings or attending networking functions. It's nice to have an extra body in the house.

While I still feel like I'm constantly on an ever spinning treadmill, I'm beginning to find a rhythm. A fast paced, never ending, oh wait there's one more thing to do, but a rhythm none then less.  I like it.

Yesterday I finally started facing the reality of Bob's passing. I finally packed up his old, ratty, worn out bed and put it out with the trash last night. It was in terrible shape, and wasn't worth keeping. Had it been in okay shape, I would have donated it or at least used it as back up. He crate is still in the garage with his name tag from the emergency vet. I'm not sure what to do with it. So for now, I'll just leave it out there. Maybe I'll clean it up and sell it at our yard sale? Maybe I'll donate it? Does anyone need a used cat carrier?

I miss him. It's still weird to not have him around.
Sophie has finally adjusted to being an only cat. Poor thing, it was once her life's ambition to be an only cat. Now that Bob has passed, she's feeling a little bit lost. I think we all are.

Its funny the way life ebbs and flows. One minute to feel like your drowning in all the sadness and stress and shit that's been thrown your way. The minute you're floating along, enjoying the calm waters around you, feeling the sunshine on your face. I think the moral to that story, is to just keep going. You just never know where you'll end up.

One Month from Today

One month from today I will be putting the final items in my suitcase, washing my sheets and towels, packing for Ryan's visit to Grammy and Grampa's house, ensuring Sophie has her needs meet and driving to the big city airport that Mr. Berg and I can never quite figure out how to park at. (At least this time we won't be navigating it in the dark).

We leave for Germany in a month.

Holy.Crap!

In order to keep me focused, on task and well.... organized (ha! theme much?) I'm putting together a list of things I need to do. Here goes nothing....

Health and Fitness:
Work Out 3x A Week plus Walks with the Family
Stop Eating Off of Ryan's Plate (seriously, I'm fat because I steal food from my 9 month old)
Drink 100oz of Water EVERYDAY (not just Monday- Thursday)
Limit Soda... oh Diet Pepsi, I'm sorry but we have to break up... again
Hold myself accountable on WW- It only works if I work it.

Marriage Goals:
Spend more "time" with Mr.Berg 
              y'all should feel real bad for him right now

Household Goals:
Plant Spring Flowers
Figure Out the Bush Situation.... more on that one later
Organize the Hall Closet
Reorganize the Towels..... firstworldproblemsmuch?
Move my spring/summer clothing into my closet.
Bag up and prepare to donate my fall/winter clothing that I don't wear anymore
Meal Planning thru June 6th

Random Goals:Do not under any circumstance, charge stuff to my credit cards.
     Y'all, those things are out of control.



And now.... time to hit the ground running

Dear Weight Watchers...

Please allow me to apologize for my lack of consistency with you... okay, my lack of attention. The truth is, we both know I've been completely ignoring you for the past month. Sure, I've weighed in a time or two, but that's just for looks. Clearly, I just haven't given two fucks lately.

Well, today Weight Watchers, I give a fuck, in fact, I give two fucks.

My pants don't fit, my muffin top is really more of a pop-over at this point. I feel lethargic, gross and just plain not like myself. I know why that is, it's because I haven't had you in my life.

Please accept this heartfelt apology and know that today I will to better. And tomorrow, and the next day and the day after that and the day after that...... Well, you get the point.

Smooches-
JBerg

Our House, Lately

Ry:GaGaGaGaGaDADADADADAboooayayaya

Mr. Berg: Ryan, say Dada

Ry: DaDaDaDaDa

JBerg: Ryan, say Mama

Ry: DaDaDaDaDa

JBerg: Hey, what about Mama

Ry: pshhhht (blows raspberries in my direction and walks away)


We see how much I rate around here :)

Where Ever You May Be

MM-

It goes without saying that I think of you every day. However, you were heavy on my mind this morning as I changed my calendar page for April to May. Happy Birthday Sweet Lady!

While I never knew your laugh, looked into your eyes or held your hand, I know you. I know who you are and the impact you had on my family. I feel you with me every day and I feel your absence in our hearts. I know you are looking down on us and I hope that the way we are living our lives makes you happy.

I think of you more and more now that I am a mother. Maybe it's because you are a mother too, or maybe it's because I know how early in life my Dad lost you. I pray that Ryan doesn't have the same fate.

Please know, that where are you are now, you are loved and missed and felt every single day.

All my love,
your granddaughter