Motivation

Okay so I'm back. I know, I know, it has been a couple of days. but chill out people I got more.

So, time has been flying by lately. Days seem to be going by faster and faster, road runner style. When you are young time goes by so slow. Tic Tock Tic Tock, used to pound in my ears, as I would lay on the couch and wait till ten at night because that's when the party would start. Now all I here is ZOOOOOOOMMMMMM!

Violet is going to be seven months on the twenty second and I keep thinking only five more months and she will be a year old. boo hoo. She sits up, rolls, eats baby food, and now she eats those little star rice things that dissolve in her mouth. she gets up on her hands and knees and rocks back and forth, the prelude to crawling. Oh man.

As much as I miss her as a tiny little newborn that would fall asleep on my chest, I am still so proud of my little girls accomplishments. I miss how she would nap every two hours, but am still so happy that she is awake longer, gives us more time to play. I love it how she is realizing what a stranger is and pushes her face into my neck when she sees some one new. She likes to play monkey and push her self backwards until I am holding her upside down. She even plays in the pool with the big kids (her crazy older cousins)!

she has been thousands of feet in the air to go to San Antonio, eight miles under the earth at Carlsbad Caverns, and we even took her to the mother ship at Roswell NM. Whats next? the bright lights of Vegas.

My mother in law came out this month, and it has been such a beautiful thing. It is amazing how having a baby can make you so emotional. In the past, crying for me, was like an eclipse. It would only come once in a while, and when it did every one would shut up and watch. We got pictures taken of my MIL and Violet. It was such a precious moment I choked up. Now all I want is more time. More time for Violet to have with her Grandparents, and Great Grandparents.

Shit, here comes the emotions. Quick change the subject.....

So I have officially hit the gym. Well more like bulldozed through it considering how big I am. Boom.... "Look out Godzilla is doing the salsa again." I have joined a Zumba class. For those who don't know what it is, Jason explains it like this. "Jungle fever dance, with a hit of hot sauce." I may be a white girl but I can shake my butt, and jiggle every thing else. "J-E-L-L-O, it's alive!"
If you want to see something funny, hit us up at the prime time and watch me and my sister in law trying to keep up with our little flaca (skinny) instructor who makes it look so easy. By the time we are done my breast milk has turned into an all out milk shake and Violet gets a nice frothy treat for dinner.

I need the excersize, not only to be healthy for my little girl, but mostly to keep up with her. I know if she is anything like her uncle paul (as every one keeps saying), she is going to be hell on wheels. A full Pedal to the Metal kind of girl.

I am old enough to not care what people think about me or my weight anymore, In fact, I am infatuated with pudgy people because I know what real beauty is. But I am being brave and going to let you all know the numbers. Go ahead say what you want, but in the end I can probably kick your ass, and could make some money on all the people that would take a bet that I would.

So before I got pregnant I weighed 260
lost thirty pounds while I was pregnant 230
and have pretty much stayed that weight since.
I am 5 ft 9 inch
and you have to figure (I'm hoping) at least 20 lbs of boobs considering I'm stacked with triple D's. That's right boys, you can pick your jaws up off of the floor. You look like a zombie.

Now don't get me wrong. I love my body. I am not ashamed of my body, and if you saw the way my man looked at me every day, you would know why I feel beautiful. I spent to much time in my past hiding in the shadows, and wearing huge shirts to care anymore (and that was when i was 180). I love to show off the ladies. I just love to dance so why not do it and loose some flub while I do.

So in this war here are the "evil doers"
Bread BREAD BREAD!!! Rice, and anything that has Chocolate on the label, also slim fast because that stuff taste like SHIT!

Friends: My work out buddy Chantel, Dance instructors hot ass, Man do I want an ass like hers. Zumba and protein. Violet cuz she never lets me sit down. Garden, and ZUMBA! four sports bras stacked on top of the girls, and more zumba.

So all right every one. I'm out for today. Keep me motivated, and Smile YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL! and here are some pictures of what real woman look like