It will never get old. There’s just something about going to sleep with the world looking one way and waking up to it completely transformed to white that is pure magic. Especially the kind of snow that we woke up to this morning…wet and clinging to every branch, every twig. We’re living in a wonderland. I always think of Narnia. And the thing that makes it even more special is to see it through the eyes of the kids…hearing them squeal, “Mama, it SNOWED,” even before I can see the smiles beaming on their faces. And Husband is just like them…face pressed to the window, surveying the backyard looking for the perfect sledding spot. I hear a lot of people complaining when the weather turns. But not me…today my heart is full, and I am happy. We’ve had our first snow.
Today I turn 35. 3-5! That’s right smack in the middle of my thirties, right smack in the middle of my life…maybe. Over the past few days, people have kept asking me if I have big plans to celebrate this milestone birthday, and I keep thinking that I’m going to soak up every single second of celebrating with my little tribe here at home, because in just a handful more birthdays my whole little tribe may not be at home to celebrate anymore. They’ll be out living their own adventures and my birthday celebrators will become fewer. So I’m spending my time this birthday to revel in every kiss, every squeeze, every “happy birthday, Mama,” every handmade card, every unwrapping-present-and-candle-blowing-out helper. Because they are truly what makes this birthday happy. So, hello 35! I can’t wait to see what you have in store for me!
The Bug and The Bean may have started their first day of school yesterday, but I still have a little time left with The Monkey all to myself since he doesn’t start preschool until after Labor Day. My heart aches at thinking these days full of “Min-diana” (as he pronounces it) Jones adventures with no concrete schedule are quickly coming to a close. For the last ten years I’ve had little people home with me…they have been my world. There are times when it seemed like it would never be any different…the late nights, early mornings, someone always needing something and little fingers under the bathroom door begging me to come out (let’s face it, that still happens occasionally)…and now in what feels like a blink later, it is different. Life is changing, whether I’m ready or not. It’s definitely bittersweet. And I’m fully aware that these are the days Husband and I are going to look back on and refer to as “the good old days.” Because truly, they are good. So good.
First day of school for the 2014-2015 year was today. Second grade for The Bean, fifth grade for The Bug. Wowza. Took their annual front porch photos, and it really struck me how grown up they’re becoming.
The Monkey isn’t too thrilled about the two of them leaving…
Standing at nearly 5’1″, it won’t be long before The Bug and I will be looking eye-to-eye!
The Bean has done so much growing up this summer…I can see a young lady right around the corner from the girl that’s standing here today.
My heart misses them already!
It’s so amazing to watch God shape them into the people He’s making them to be! I thank Him everyday for the privilege of taking part in His work in their lives…for the opportunity to have a front row seat to shaping a generation for His honor and glory. And I have no doubt that He’s got big plans in store for these two this year! I am so incredibly proud of them! Can’t wait to see what He does!
Sweet potato spiced pancakes drizzled with pure maple syrup
and a side of nitrate/nitrite free bacon…YUM!
It’s almost two weeks in to my 30 Day Challenge, and I’m truly amazed by this whole process. Going in, I was leery of changing my habits…I like dairy. I didn’t want to give up cheese. Or scones. Or sour cream. And gluten is in everything. But I decided that I’d give myself over wholeheartedly to the process, keep an open mind, and just see what would happen. Worst case scenario, nothing would change, and I’d go right back to eating the way I had been, which was pretty much whatever I wanted within moderation. But let’s be honest…if eating that way was really working out great for me, I’d never have looked to something else to help me look and feel better in the first place.
So. Here we are at Day 11, and you know what? I’m mostly astounded by how my perspective on food is changing. In the past, my main weight loss strategy has always been eat less move more. Period. Which is great, since when you really boil it down, weight loss really is just a math equation. BUT…the catch is that, while I kind sorta focused on making healthier choices before, I was more concerned with the quantity I was eating rather than the quality. A calorie was a calorie to me, and if that meant using some fat free, sugar free whipped cream from a can in my morning coffee because it was less calories than the local organic cream from pastured cows, then that’s what I chose. Not very healthy. But my obsession was numbers, even at the sacrifice of my overall HEALTH. Sure, I might have lost weight, but I still didn’t feel that great. I was hungry most of the time, felt like I needed a nap around 3:00 every day, my digestive system was more often cranky than not, and I just couldn’t seem to get things under control.
But just within the last eleven days, I’ve noticed that by tweaking my diet (no gluten, no dairy, and eating all of my resting metabolic rate calories as real, clean food in it’s most whole state as possible at regular intervals throughout the day) I have been able to completely change my quality of life, which I’m convinced was poorer than I even realized. My energy levels are higher than I thought they could be…no more naps or yawning the afternoon away. I can tell my blood sugar is more stable…I’m not craving the junk and empty calories anymore, which I can’t even believe. I’ve always been ruled by cravings and simply tried to use willpower to outlast them in the past, which everyone knows is a losing battle. Now, I’m eating tons of real, amazing, delicious things, and since it’s what my body actually wants, rather than stuffing it with unrecognizable junk it can’t process, it’s happy. I’m learning not to be afraid of calories, to embrace nutrition, and enjoy the benefits.
We’ll see where this all ultimately goes…for now, it’s gluten free dairy free for the next three days, but I’m thinking I will probably continue eating this way for the duration of the Challenge and reevaluate things then…how I’m feeling, how sustainable I feel eating this way is long term, all that stuff. What about you? Have you ever tried something new (not necessarily food or fitness related) that totally revolutionized your life in a way you didn’t think possible? What was it? How did you transition from your old way of doing things to adopt something new?