Workin' Out and New Arrivals for Bella

I've done it! I have stuck to my diet and exercise plan and get this: I lost 3 lbs! I am officially back at my pre-pre-pregnancy weight! I couldn't believe my eyes when I looked down (warily and hopefully) at the scale on Tuesday. I weighed myself three times just to be sure. I highly doubt that I will lose 3 lbs every week but I must say that seeing that really helped keep me motivated. It was my pat on the back, great job, keep it up. So I have and I will. I still have a long road ahead. Yes, the weight is gone but the mush is not. It's time to tone, tone, tone! You here me poochy belly? Love handles? Don't even get me started on you thighs! You're all going down and firmin' up! Ok, enough about me and my body fights. :)

Bella has some new accessories! Joe came into our bathroom where I was getting ready last Saturday, carrying Bella Boo and said: "My mom called and said spring has sprung for Bella." I looked at him all weird and said: "What the hell are you talking about?" His mom noticed yesterday while she was watching her that her two bottom teeth were starting to pop up! His mom was waiting for us to find them but was too excited. I was thrilled! She didn't really let us in there too much or too long (sore and all) but there they were. Sharp little suckers too. My baby is growing up...sigh. When they come in I will be sure to post some pics. So we decided it was time to move her to stage 3 baby foods. They are chunkier...made for big girls :( She loves it. That and those puffs and yogurt melts. She gets all excited and makes the funniest noises. I love that kid.

Anywho, I hadn't blogged in awhile so I thought I'd get on here and bore you some more. :D

Here I go again!

While I was pregnant, I ate what I wanted. This meant anything sweet. Cookies and ice cream were favorites but I didn't discriminate. I thoroughly enjoyed myself and thought, "I'll think about it after I have her." Well, fast forward 8 months (on Saturday) and after is here. Actually, it's like after, after. I am at my pre-preggo weight which is not to be confused with my pre-pre-preggo weight. Let me explain: Joe and I were trying to get pregnant to no avail. After the third unsuccessful month (not too long, I know, but felt like forever to us: sperm+ egg= baby right?) Bestie Jenn suggested that maybe I was exercising too hard and that I might want to consider toning it down. So I did, but I went to the extreme and just quit so I gained a few pounds. The next month I got pregnant. Bella thanks you for that by the way Jenn :) Anywho, the point is this: I did lose the weight without really trying. I hope to god that doesn't sound like boasting because I know that I got lucky and totally appreciate it. I eat ok,not too much junk and sporadically exercise. I just never got motivated. Til yesterday.

Yesterday I got up and a few hours into my day decided that I wanted to do my 30-day Shred tape. This is how it usually starts. I get a wild hair up my butt, exercise for a day or two along with eating better and then I fizz out. As I was exercising (in my sports bra and work out pants, ahh!) and in plank pose, my eyes happened to wander down to my belly. Holy.Crap. There it was in all it's stretched out glory. It was on from then. I decided right then and there that my belly was on it's way out. Along with all the other weight that decided to settle in places it wasn't invited to, how rude right? I am officially on a diet and will be exercising 6 days a week with one rest day (Sunday). My goal is to be nice and fit by Bella's first birthday in July. I can do it....right? I'll post in here how I'm doing. Maybe that will also keep me motivated.

Summertime here I come!

Bella's Rough Day

Bella Boo had a rough day yesterday. She woke up just miserable. Crusty, green boogie nose, barking cough that every time she coughed she cried because it hurt, so congested in her chest a fever of 100.8 and her voice was so raspy she could hardly cry. Luckily, I had made her a Dr. appointment the day before to make sure her ear infection was gone. So off to the Doctor we went. After waiting a bit and unable to convince Bella to eat her second bottle, the Doc came in and checked her out. He came to this conclusion: Bella had a head cold and croup. And there really isn't anything we can do about it except try to keep her comfortable. Ok, I can do that and that's what we did. She slept for awhile and ate her whole bottle when she got up. She seemed in good spirits , so we played for awhile. She can now pull herself up and was holding onto the couch when she fell. Right on her face. She howled and I picked her up and tried to comfort her. Joe went to get the mail and I looked at the clock and realized she needed to eat again. I put her down and walked into the kitchen to make her a bottle. She was still crying and started crying even harder and crawled towards me. I scooped her her up and said "it's ok, I'll hold you and make your bottle baby." She continued to sob as I made the bottle. I looked down and there was blood running down her face, covering her chin. I. freaked. out. I yelled for Joe to get his butt in the house and he came running through the door. I told him to get me wipes, then a rag as I tried to clean off the blood and see where it was coming from. Bella was screaming and throwing her head back so we couldn't see anything. I'm trying to hold myself together, be the mom, not cry but man it was hard. Joe called his sister who's a nurse who suggested we let Bella calm down and then try to look again in a few minutes. That kinda worked and we briefly saw that there was a small gash on the inside of her top lip where that thingy attaches your lip to your gums. We also called the dr. and he said to watch it but if it had already stopped bleeding then it would be fine. Mouths heal very fast. She had a bottle after that and knocked out from all the drama. I was wiped too. I had blood on me, Bella had blood on her pj's and while i was cleaning up, I saw her binky covered in blood.
Later that night, I steamed up the bathroom and gave her a bath for 15-20 minutes.Then, I rubbed her in with Baby Vicks, gave her baby motrin, feed her her bottle and put her to bed with her humidifier on. She woke up a few times last night and at 6 am (an hour earlier then usual) she was hysterical and wanted up. She's a bit better though, so I'm glad. I hope this passes soon, the dr. said 2-4 days. Poor kid.

On the Move

Move the furniture, move the stuff on the table, and keep your eye on the baby! Bella has done it! My daughter is now a crawler...(insert scary music here) lol Joe called me on Wednesday and informed me of the new trick that she had learned. We thought it was going to be soon, as she had just started to scooch around on her belly to get places. She looks so cute doing it too. She's like a high stepping horse with her arms all stiff and high when she gets going, I love it. She also pulls herself up...using me, Joe, the couch, whatever neccessary to get up on those feet. I have a big ass smile on my face as I watch her do all this new stuff but at the same time I wonder where my baby went? I know she's still a baby but not like she was. It's just gone by so fast. It's been wonderful but too fast! I was holding an 8 day old baby on Saturday night and just couldn't fathom that Bella was ever that small. It seemed impossible. That's why I just enjoy her as much as possible because I know that I will never get this time back. The naps together on the couch, the discovery of her little feet and hands, her first real laugh...they are all priceless memories that I will cherish forever. I guess it just makes me sad that instead of living them, I will be looking at videos, pictures, or just my own thoughts and she will be all grown up before I know it. I swear I blinked and she's 7 1/2 months old. But I don't think that wat too often, gotta live in the moment right? Right!

Anywho, new subject. I.Hate.Daylight.Savings. Losing an hour of sleep just sucks. It ain't right, I tell you, to mess with my sleep. I was exhausted yesterday (maybe that also had something to do with being hungover but still hehe). And this morning? It was still dark when I got up! How rude! I know in a week I'll be fine but I still hate it. Curses to you daylight savings time, curses!

Another new subject:We went to Bestie Geana's adorable daughter Tessa's first birthday on Saturday and had such a good time. I haven't seen Bestie G since Bestie Jenn's beautiful wedding back in October nor had I seen her all preggo or had we seen her hubby since her first baby shower last February so needless to say, I was so excited. It was a Hello Kitty theme and it was a gorgeous, gorgeous day. Good food, great friends, best day in awhile. Tessa really loved her delish cake and got an incredible amount of gifts, that girl is set for toys and clothes for a long time. It was so awesome to get to see them and my other friends and just chat, laugh , and enjoy the day. We got the UFC fight later, so we got to spend some extra time with them and my other two Besties (Lisa and Jenn) so that was great. I got a bit tipsy after putting Bella Boo to bed and was not feeling to great yesterday but I regret nothing :) I recovered yesterday (Bella and I lounged around the house) and then met up with Geana and fam later on that night. It went later then I had imagined earlier in the day but I didn't care. I wanted to spend as much time as possible with G.

It was a fabulous weekend but I am utterly exhauasted and could use a nice, long nap.

The past fews days...

Have been horrible....except for yesterday which I will get to in a bit. Wednesday I was totally fine, not a cough or a sniffle to be heard. I go to bed that night and am hit with the worst body aches I have ever had (from a sickness, labor was way worse). I.could.not.sleep.for.shit. Every part of me ached and finding a comfortable position was impossible. I spent Thursday in bed, watching movies between drug induced naps. I <3 dayquil. Friday, I moved to the couch some, it was a nice change of scenery and thats when some coughing/goose honking started. Saturday, I felt a bit better even though my head was now the victim of a large ball rolling around in it whenever I looked up, down or turned it side to side. We went to Target and that wore me out...I took a loooong and much needed siesta. Joe, bless his little heart, took care of me and Bella like a champ.

Sunday: I was so glad to be feeling better because Bella and I had a big day planned. We went down to Griffith Park in L.A. to have a playdate with Matt and Maddy and a few of the other blog readers. Now this is not something I would normally do. I don't hop right into going places alone to meet people I haven't actually met in "real life"...I get shy in those situations and even though I may want to go (badly) I end up backing out if I don't have a buddy to take with me. This time, I decided that was not going to happen. I was going NO MATTER WHAT. Bestie Jenn couldn't make it down and the hubby had other plans so Bella and I were on our own. We left a bit early to give us plenty of time to get lost (which we did) and find our people. I was nervous because for about 20 minutes, I saw no one that looked familiar. I only knew what Matt, Maddy and Alaina (ms.singlemama) looked like from the blog and I wasn't seeing anyone who looked like them. I was so bummed and afraid that I was going to miss the play-date. Luckily, a couple saw me aimlessly wandering and came to my aid. They too were waiting for Matt and Maddy. We decided after Bella's lunch we'd go look together. And what do you know? We found 'em! It was so SO awesome to finally meet Matt and Maddy (and ms.singlemama and her son Benjamin). Matt is such a funny, cool, and sweet guy and Maddy was just adorable. I just think he is amazing and what he has been doing for others is incredible. I will put up the pics soon. I also met many other fabulous people that I sincerely hope turn into friendships. Bella loved playing with all the other kids, she even shared her toys...err, kinda. I was only supposed to be there til 5:30 pm but ended up staying til almost 6:30 pm (which freaked the hubby out seeing as how he wasn't able to reach me, eek) when it got dark and we all decided that even though we didnt want it to, the playdate was over. It was a great day and a super fun experience for both Bella and I. I can't wait to do it again.