Well goooood morning sunshines!
And Happy WEEKEND to y’all!
You made it through another week. High five!
For us, the McNugget turned the big 7 months…sitting up, solids, and working on the next set of teeth are what he’s all about these days.
What are some of his favorite things? They are as follows:
He’s such a mess and we continue to fall in love with him more and more every passing day.
He’s such a mess and we continue to fall in love with him more and more every passing day.
With him working on his core strength by sitting up like a BOSS, it only made sense that I upped my core game this week with in my Queenax class…loads of toes to bar, plank variations, and one of my new faves- the windshield wipers! Keep reading to see my tutorial on this muffin top-melting move!
Speaking of which, I get asked all the time about how to get flatter abs. What’s the magical secret? 5 minutes of daily plank? 1,000 weighted sit ups?
Well y'all, it’s all about your nutrition.
Dairy, gluten, sugar, processed foods, and alcohol are the main culprits to belly bloat for the majority of us out there.
So it’s pretty simple, gang. Cut back or cut out those foods in order to cut those abs.
Now, being a living, breathing human, I still eat sugar and dairy and enjoy adult beverages from time to time, but I’m smart about it.
I sweeten with dates, coconut sugar, maple, and honey.
I eat grassfed, organic, or nondairy yogurt, cheese, and milk.
I sip cocktails that are less sugary and sip them infrequently.
Well, here I am 7 months postpartum, eating real food, moving daily, and keeping my sleep and stress in check.
This is not about body shaming or me trying to show off or what not. I just wanna push the fact that being a mommy and having kids doesn’t mean you have to let go of the body composition goals you have for yourself.
It doesn’t mean you have to be out of shape the rest of your life.
It doesn’t mean you have to accept the fluffy, squishy postpartum self that comes after childbirth.
It doesn’t mean you have to put your health on hold in order to be a parent.
You can do it.
And I can help.
Here’s how I worked on my #squishpacktosixpack journey this week.
Isn't today a great today to do something healthy for yourself?
We’ve all been there.
We see the new mom treading up the aisle avoiding eye contact with nearly everyone on board with a tiny human strapped to her chest and an apologetic smile upon her face.
Please don’t sit near me. Please don’t sit near me. That’s what used to race through my head. Cause I’ve seen one too many times that peacefully snoozing angel turn into a hysterically wailing banshee like a gremlin getting water tossed on it…
The poor mother is miserable. The baby is miserable. The passengers are miserable. Good thing it will all be over in the next 3.5 hours as we endure this misery together in such close quarters.
As someone who has now successfully completed TWO round-trip flights with an infant under 4 months, I feel like I am, more or less, a professional at air travel with a tiny one.
To my fellow new moms out there, I know it may be intimidating to head off to a crowded, germy airport with your young yet unpredictable bundle of joy. Will you have to be that mom whose infant screams bloody murder for 90% of the flight? Will you be left feeling desperate, anxious, and on the verge of a meltdown yourself?
Friends, that does NOT have to be the case.
We’re new parents, after all. We DESERVE to be getting out of the house and traveling somewhere other than Wal-Mart and the dry cleaners.
Today, I’m sharing with y’all 7 tips that will keep you and your little one cool, calm, and relatively comfortable as you brave the skies solo.
Way to make it to Friday, friends!
Hopefully you’ve had a bangin’ week and are ready to cruise smoothly into the weekend. For me, I’ve survived flying solo once again with my 2.5 month-old, 15-pound love nugget. Milestone checked off for this new mommy.
Speakin’ of new mommy, I know a lot of y’all out there are expecting your first nuggets of joy in the next few months or your planning on trying for your first nuggets of joy in the next few months, so I thought I’d share some of McNugget's favorite baby items- the big and small- that have been game chanegrs for me as a new mommy and him as a newbie in this world.
Trust me, most of these things that made the list have helped persuade my son into sleeping well, eating well, and keeping calm and cool...three critical aspects of surviving the first few months of parenthood.
Even if you’re never wanting children of your own, not considering kids anytime soon, or moving into a grandparent phase, you’re always in need of solid baby shower gifts, right? Though to be fair, diapers and gift cards are ALWAYS good gifts!
If you're interested in learning more details about the items, just click on the product image and it will zip you on over to Amazon.
Alrighty gang, this list is nearly 3 months in the making, but here’s the tools and swag that have been allowing McNugget and I to survive and thrive together.
Well hey there friends! It’s been a while, hasn’t it, since we’ve visited on Mondays. I’ve been a tad preoccupied of the late with my tiny (okay, not all that tiny anymore weighing in at 13.8 pounds at 8 weeks) love nugget, little Lee.
Motherhood, y’all, is such an indescribable experience. I cannot understand how this little man has only been in my life for 8 weeks; I feel like he’s been with me my entire life. No one else, aside from his masterful Creator, knows him better than I do. And the love I have for him…it, too, is indescribable.
I had spent the previous 9 months praying for my son- his health in utero, his journey into this world, his physical and spiritual and emotional and social development and growth once he arrived- and for my husband and myself as godly parents.
And in the last month of pregnancy, I prayed for grace- grace towards my husband as the contractions set it, toward the nurses and doctors caring for me in the delivery room, toward myself as I accepted my new role and my new body.
That last part, of accepting myself as a mother, accepting the toll it would have on my body and emotions and energy, was pretty worrisome to me.
And now that I’m nearly 2 months out from this little man’s arrival into the world, I had hoped that the fluffiness I gained during pregnancy would be gone and my toned arms and thighs and tummy would magically reappear like the promises of a late night infomercial.
I’m embarrassed to admit how frequently I get caught up and transfixed on my body’s current, squishier appearance, how I can’t help but envision the sculpted biceps and abs from last summer, and how easily I forget all of the other wonders it is accomplishing right now.
Why don’t I look like that yet? It’s been nearly 2 months! That belly is gross. You’re not as attractive as you once were. You’re never going to get your body back. Just accept the reality of the squish, Michelle.
How quickly I allow let those poisonous thoughts to creep into my mind as I look in the mirror...yikes. And I know I'm not the only one who does this.
Whether its comparing myself to my former body or the bodies of others, comparison is a dangerously evil game. Christ clearly warns us how treacherous this activity can be in distracting us from what really matters: we are sacred, we are precious, we are His. And that’s what we’re focusing on today.
Howdy duty neighbors!
How’s it hangin’?
I’m sorry that I’ve left y’all for a week, but I’ve been a bit occupied with the most wondrous, miraculous, beautiful thing that has ever happened in my life- I gave birth to a perfect bundle of seven pounds, eleven ounces of pure preciousness.
On Sunday, March 19th at 3:55 p.m., Lee Michael was brought into the world without complication, trauma, or much difficulty.
This past week, his first week in the world, has been exhilarating. A bit surreal, a bit, okay a lot, exhausting, but so joyous thanks to the Lord and those third trimester workouts.
While I’m going to have to take a maternity leave, or I’m calling it more of a maternity moment, from the blog for a few more days or possibly week (one day at a time with a newborn), I want y’all to know how appreciative I am of YOU! The endless prayers, advice, support, encouragement, gifts and love y’all have been sending me these past few months. You will never fully know what a difference it has made for me.
As soon as I can, I will come back with loads of recipes, workouts, and advice on how I survived pregnancy, labor and delivery, and my first few weeks of motherhood.
In the meantime, know that I am so thankful for each and every one of you all.
Thank you for the prayers before, during, and after my labor and delivery. Thanks to the goodness and faithfulness of God, this whole fourth trimester journey (yeah, I’d already argue it doesn’t end at delivery) has, so far, been gracious. Absolutely gracious.
Be well, make time for you and your health, stay movin’ (yes, I have already started walking through my neighborhood in small spurts), and find the joyous blessings God places before you each and every day.
Today I am thankful for tiny feet that remind me of bear cub paws, Fisher Price’s Rock’n’Play, and selfless grandparents that fly hundreds of miles to love on and serve my son and me.
Take a moment to reflect on 3 things you are grateful for right now. No matter how minute or momentous, we all can start our week with an attitude of gratitude.
See y'all soon!
Healthy Happy Texan
I'm a Foodie, Fitness Instructor, and Follower of Christ. Add a passion for teaching others, dark chocolate, bacon, and dogs -- and that's me in a box.
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