New Mommy Files, Part 13
We all need support. That’s what I’m finding out. When my friend out in L.A. years ago chimed on about the lifeline that is Mocha Moms, I thought it was cute but I didn’t quite get it. But I see now that connecting with other moms not only helps you keep your sanity, but it also helps you realize you’re not really crazy. And the connection doesn’t have to be a formal one. A phone call. An e-mail. Sometimes that’s enough. This week I had a little of both.
Also this week, I walked around with Raine’s doctor’s number in my pocketbook. I needed to call to reschedule her appointment that we missed. I’m straight embarrassed that we missed it. So embarrassed that I couldn’t call. I don’t know why. I just feel like the biggest loser mom who forgot her daughter’s appointment because I was on a mission to get my car tags changed! Now in my defense, the appointment was originally August 18th. But the receptionist called me to change it to the 11th. I remembered this while I was in line at the DMV 8:00 on the morning of the 11th! Maybe if I had stayed at home even a night during the last three weeks, I would have seen it posted up on the refrigerator. But during the weeks leading up to that Saturday (and thank goodness her doctor has weekend hours!), we were at my sister’s place for daycare reasons. Oh well, I hear memory loss is common among pregnant ladies and new mommies. But between you and me, I’m going to lie when I call and say we had a family emergency.
On to the weight loss: I’m down about seven pounds. My size 10 pants are a bit baggy. But I still don’t understand why my stomach won’t deflate. I do situps and a little TaeBo. I can only fit in about 30 minutes of the hour and a half tape but I do work up a sweat. Raine is almost seven months and I’ve only lost a pound a month. I can’t but into words the frustration! And damn that Mel B. “Scary Spice” woman. I just saw pictures of her in a bikini! It’s so unfair! Damned those celebrities for making the real world seem so impossible! But I’m in a contest with a co-worker, so maybe that will help give me a boost. I really want a personal trainer and a nutritionist, but there’s absolutely no money for that. So I guess I’m on my own and will keep that bikini in the trunk for next year—hopefully!
Marcia Caster
Senior Editor, Beauty and Fashion
mcaster@heartandsoul.com
Also this week, I walked around with Raine’s doctor’s number in my pocketbook. I needed to call to reschedule her appointment that we missed. I’m straight embarrassed that we missed it. So embarrassed that I couldn’t call. I don’t know why. I just feel like the biggest loser mom who forgot her daughter’s appointment because I was on a mission to get my car tags changed! Now in my defense, the appointment was originally August 18th. But the receptionist called me to change it to the 11th. I remembered this while I was in line at the DMV 8:00 on the morning of the 11th! Maybe if I had stayed at home even a night during the last three weeks, I would have seen it posted up on the refrigerator. But during the weeks leading up to that Saturday (and thank goodness her doctor has weekend hours!), we were at my sister’s place for daycare reasons. Oh well, I hear memory loss is common among pregnant ladies and new mommies. But between you and me, I’m going to lie when I call and say we had a family emergency.
On to the weight loss: I’m down about seven pounds. My size 10 pants are a bit baggy. But I still don’t understand why my stomach won’t deflate. I do situps and a little TaeBo. I can only fit in about 30 minutes of the hour and a half tape but I do work up a sweat. Raine is almost seven months and I’ve only lost a pound a month. I can’t but into words the frustration! And damn that Mel B. “Scary Spice” woman. I just saw pictures of her in a bikini! It’s so unfair! Damned those celebrities for making the real world seem so impossible! But I’m in a contest with a co-worker, so maybe that will help give me a boost. I really want a personal trainer and a nutritionist, but there’s absolutely no money for that. So I guess I’m on my own and will keep that bikini in the trunk for next year—hopefully!
Marcia Caster
Senior Editor, Beauty and Fashion
mcaster@heartandsoul.com
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