So, judging from my lack of blogging, you've probably guessed that I've pretty much failed again at my weight loss goals. I've been thinking about this all day - what happened?
Well, you know the drill, all gung-ho for the first few weeks, then life gets in the way, and health & fitness get pushed to the backburner again... and before I know it, it's been ages since I worked out or written down what I've been eating. Yet again. FAILED.
I can't count how many times I've done this to myself. I know I need to be healthy for "me" & to ensure that I'm there for my family. I need to be a good example for my kids, and have enough energy to play with them. I know I need to exercise and treat my body better. I know I deserve it, but why can't I do it?
I have my reasons (well, excuses I guess). I work two jobs, plus have my sewing on the side. I have two beautiful girls that require a lot of attention and care. I have a loving husband who also needs to be looked after at times. We have a house that needs cleaning, groceries to buy, meals to make, games to play, etc etc.
By the time I get up in the morning, get the kids ready to go to school/daycare, and get myself ready, it's time for me to go to work. After a long day at work, I come home, make dinner, eat, clean up, help with homework, play with the girls, give them baths, get them ready for bed, read stories, and tuck them in. By the time that's all done, I am so exhausted and just want to cherish the few minutes I have to myself before I drag myself off to bed as well. And then it starts all over again.
I know I need to make time for exercise, but it is so hard. I work too much. I'm missing out on my girls' growing up, all of the fun things they get to do with people who barely know us (daycare). I should be there for them, playing with them, teaching them, holding them when the need me. I have a huge decision to make. I want to stop working so damn much! I am hoping now that my husband is working at a better paying job, that I can finally cut back on my hours. I'm getting burned out, depressed, resentful, and grouchy. And I'm neglecting myself. Mommy guilt... it sucks.
So I have re-written my goals. Some of these may have to wait until end of August, as I've picked up quite a few extra shifts at the hospital over the summer and can't give those back any longer.
New goals:
- I will work only a maximum of 4 days a week
- I will make time to exercise a minimum of 3 days a week
- I will make time every day to play with my girls and enjoy them
- I will take time to make meals healthier, for me and for my family
- I will set a good example for my girls
- I will become leaner and fitter
- I will continue to sew, as it is my passion, and grow my business
- I will make time for my husband and I to spend together
I'm going to add to the list as things come up. I will mark things off as I go.
So buh-bye mommy guilt.... Hello Happy Laura... *sigh*