I did lose 5 pounds, so that's good.
The first 3 days (just fruits and veggies) were actually nice.
It felt good to eat so fresh and get rid of all the sugar and other junk in my body.
This is the part I stuck to faithfully & it's also when I lost the poundage.
The 4th day I did add in bananas and soy milk/soy yogurt but I also had some other fruits and veggies.
Call me crazy but I'm just not into starving :)
By day 5 I was pretty much over it.
I did have a lot of tomatoes and tofu, plus lots of other veggies... and a granola bar.
Day 6 we just called it. I was up at 4am with a teething baby, baking by 6am and at the farmer's market until 2:30. Oh and it was 100 degrees.
So I ate. And I drank an iced mocha.
Day 7 is supposed to be soup all day. Again it was 100 degrees.
So we ate scones and hummus instead.
In conclusion: Next time I feel like cleansing I will stick with fruits and veggies. It was a great way to feel clean and refreshed without being deprived and starving. Plus it helped me to cut back my sugar intake even when I added it back in. Plus 5 pounds :)
Also requested last week: Pics of my new do.
Can I just add a little disclaimer to this here diet post?
It's super important to me to raise a daughter that loves her body and is thankful for how amazing she is... not obsessed with dieting and changing her looks.
I believe that as her mom it's my responsibility to show her a model of this behavior.
It makes no sense to me to tell her how beautifully God made her and then constantly speak negatively about my own body.
I've come a long way and can finally say I'm in a place where I'm happy with the way I look.
I don't look like an airbrushed model who is 4 inches taller and 20 pounds lighter.
But I'm happy to say I'm totally fine with that. Believe me, I wasn't always.
To be honest, giving birth (almost naturally) has given me a fabulous new perspective about this body I've been gifted with.
Ya'll it's AMAZING. It grew/carried a human for 9 1/2 months. Then it sustained her for another 11 months with this body alone! I can haul my 20 pound 1-year-old around on my hip, jog with her in a stroller, and even do a little of Jillian's 30 Day Shred if I feel so inclined ;)
So it has a few lumps and bumps and unwanted marks here and there. It just doesn't matter to me the way it used to.
Sorry friends. Self portraiture just isn't my thang.
Anyhoo. I'm getting a little windy this morning. I just get so fired up about this topic.
I think that if you're a mama reading this (or plan to ever be) it's about so much more than just you.
Our kids will be bombarded by media that tells them they aren't perfect enough.
It's our job to deeply imbed in their tiny minds that the media is lying, and I don't believe our words will be enough.
We have to show them what we believe.
So be healthy. Cleanse if you must. Work out for sure. Limit your sugar intake.
But be happy with the body you're blessed with. Be thankful for it... out loud.
When I was a freshman in college, I joined a sorority (Sigma Sigma Sigma).
It was a super fun experience and I met some really awesome girls.
One of those awesome girls was Angela.
She was always so sweet and fun but a when she graduated we lost touch, unfortunately.
Thankfully today's technology refuses to let us lose contact with each other completely :)
Last spring I happened to see a picture of pregnant Angela in my facebook feed.
So I did a little friendly stalking and found out she was due exactly one week before me!
I sent her a message and we started keeping up with each other's pregnancies...
And then we watched each others' daughters grow from teeny babes to BIG GIRLS!
Lucky Angela got to have her sweet Hailey right around due date time while Lil hung on a couple extra WEEKS :)
Hailey had her huge birthday bash last week and Angela said I could share the precious pictures for Fiesta Friday!
So without further ado... The most adorable owl themed birthday party you'll ever see :)
haha how awesome is that? I just love chubby baby legs!
Amazing invites created by "Mother Owl" herself :)
Sweetest setup complete with one year picture timeline, handmade name banner and real branches. You better believe I'm stealing some of these ideas at Lil's party next week!
Now for my favorite part. The gorgeous cake!!!
A sweet family shot while the birthday girl digs in. PS I LOVE the ribbon high chair make over.
And of course, no first birthday is complete without a sugar coma baby in a mama-made birthday hat!
Every single details is absolutely darling and makes me so excited for Lily's party in a week!!
Thanks for letting me share, Angela :)
Do you have an awesome party you want me to feature? I would love to share it on Fiesta Friday. Email me: firstname.lastname@example.org.
I didn't even realize it until this evening, but Hunter reminded me that last June 14th was Lily's due date.
We got to reminiscing and I just had to laugh.
Mostly because my sense of perspective is so terrible :)
365 days ago I was a sad, pitiful, great big lady.
My midwives warned me.
First time moms don't typically deliver on their due date.
My mom never had her babies on time.
The girl hadn't even dropped yet.
There was honestly no reason to believe she was coming any time soon.
But, oh I WANTED her to.
(We didn't have ac so the fan just followed me around everywhere. haha!)
Patience is not a quality I would use to describe myself.
When I get my heart set on something I make it happen & I don't like it when things slow me down!
Unfortunately pregnancy doesn't exactly work that way.
Don't get me wrong, I did everything I could think of.
I drank gallons of raspberry leaf tea & ate super spicy foods... and ended up with killer heartburn and 30 trips to the bathroom.
I walked and walked and walked... and walked.
So I cried.
And drowned my sorrows in banana split cupcakes.
Seriously though, I ran a special so that I could keep myself busy and take my mind off the fact that I still had no babe :)
For TWELVE more days!
I tend to be a little extra emotional. I've accepted this.
But tonight was a bit much... even for me.
In fact, I should probably be too embarrassed to share this story, but I guess I'm a little extra transparent too, so here it goes.
I broke my water bottle.
And it made me cry.
Not just a little either. It really hurt my heart.
It was the big ol' water jug they give you when you stay in the hospital, and I got it when Lily was born.
11.5 months ago.
The one with the crinkly straw that whistles and cracks Lily up.
The one that my brother named my "mom mug" when we were on a road trip :)
The one that kept me hydrated through 11 months of nursing a babe who wouldn't take a bottle.
(Some days I thought it was difficult not being able to give her a bottle...
Now I just miss it.)
To everyone who always tell me to "enjoy every second, it will be gone before you know it",
I am enjoying it!
But it's still going way too fast.
So now what?
This post is sappy and pictureless... and maybe boring.
Unless you're a mama too.
Then I bet you get it.
Or maybe you don't.
Maybe I'm an emotional mess and I need to get my act together?
Either way I'm sad my baby is big.
And I'm happy she's so healthy and wonderful. Oh it's so confusing being a mom!
Who wants to come over and eat mocha cupcakes and drink wine with me?
My husband would thank you.
I think he's confused by my outburst of tears over a dropped water bottle.
Also he might be afraid.
I may have suggested we needed another baby.
I know you've already hearda lot about the farmer's market I'm doing this summer.
I'm a little excited about it :)
I'll be short & sweet today.
I just wanted to share a recap from the first market last Saturday.
Oh and FYI. If you're in Denver, email me to request your fave treat for the market next week!