It’s been another week, and I was certain to not see any results.
Alas, one more pound has been defeated. Momma is back in the 120’s! 129lbs!!
I’m quite impressed that I haven’t gotten a steady weight yet! As much junk as I’ve been eating….
But it’s true:
calories in < calories out = weight loss
I’ve been wondering if after I reach 125 if I’ll want to continue counting calories and if I’ll gain weight back.
Counting calories has gotten way easier now. I pretty much know what foods are high in calories and don’t leave me feeling full or satisfied. For example, cereal has me hungry again an hour later. Unlike cheese and salami that keeps me full for hours.
I think the challenge of keeping my calories below a certain point is kinda fun.
I’ve been working all week on an assignment on Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone. I had to compare the movie to the book by answering 6 questions in paragraph form. Create a lesson plan. Then come up with four questions of my own for students to answer that followed a 9th grade core curriculum. I had to answer those questions as well.
I know it doesn’t seem like a lot, but with being sick and dealing with Isla I have literally drained every ounce of my being this week.
Needless to say, I spent everyday working on perfecting this assignment and I’m still not done. I’m thanking past me for having read the book at least four times and watching the movie at least ten.
Spring is around the corner! And I want to talk about four cute Spring things that I love about Spring!
First, we have to get through March. It comes in like a Lion (threatening our precious town with the rising river level) and goes out like a lamb indicating the beginning of spring!
Lambs were used as sacrifices back in the days of the Old testament until Jesus sacrificed himself for our sins. The perfect sacrifice. “Behold the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sin of the world.” (John 1:29)
Lambs are adorable! When I see them I’m reminded of the greatest sacrifice, our shepherd, and innocence and purity.
During one of our last RCIA meetings I picked some blooms of clovers and weaved them into a bracelet like I used to do on the playground in elementary school. The clover’s three leaves are a symbol of the Holy Trinity.
I love seeing the green patches of clovers growing all over the place during this time. They’re bright and seem to glow in the sun, especially during sunset.
It refreshing to see dew comeback after winter. Somehow the little drops bring a sort of freshness to the spring mornings. Dew fertilizes the plants and helps them grew. That’s a blessing some of us may take for granted.
Easter is one of my favorite holidays. I love celebrating Jesus’s rise from the dead and participating in the Paschal Triduum.
Easter also has beautiful pastel colors that we associate with the whole spring season. I love all the Easter eggs and bunnies and chicks. I love Easter egg hunting with Isla and getting her Easter dresses.
There are a ton more things I love about Spring! If you you want to share your favorite things about spring, please comment them below! Post pictures too! ♥
I was not expecting physical therapy to be kind of fun.
My doctor gave a theory that my shoulders are like liquid because I’m so flexible. So I got to build up the muscle. It’s just a theory right now. We won’t know for sure unless it works. However, the workouts she had me do brought forward the pain even through the steroid shot!
My upper body is dead.
And I have to do these workouts everyday! Twice!!! It’s crazy how weak my muscles are in my shoulders!! I knew my upper body strength was bad, but we barely did anything yesterday and I feel like I worked out so much!!
I recently read a book for my class about a kid who was being bullied and was unaware of it. What was more frustrating is that his bullies didn’t even realize that they were bullying him.
I was bullied a few times in adolescent life. Unfortunately for my bullies, I’m not as weak as I appear. I like to consider myself not weak at all. I’m patient.
For example: In junior high these two twins found me to be their most endearing target. They would seek me out any chance they had and they would make fun of my clothes, my hair, my walk, my talk, my body, etc. Not only were they in my class, but they rode my bus. I know I was weird in junior high (like everyone else, IMO) but I still don’t know what caused them to attack me. We had known each other for years.
“Why did you dye your hair red, Mikayla? To look like us? You wanna be like us? You’re such a loser! Look how fake it looks. It looks so bad.”
“I dyed it to win a costume contest for Harry Potter. I think I look good as a red head and it has nothing to do with y’all.”
This was how I typically responded. That, or simply walked away ignoring their taunts. Until the day one of them hit me on top of my head with a binder. That was too far for me. I got up and began trying to hit the tiny little mutants with my big ole binder. Lucky for their 60lb selves, they were able to get under the seat.
And they had the nerve….to tell on me….and try to get ME kicked off the bus.
What they didn’t know, while I ignored them, told them to stop, or justified myself, the bus driver had been watching for months. And they got kicked off the bus.
The next day I was sent to the principal’s office. She asked me what had been going on and I feebly explained everything. I was terrified that my actions had just caused me to get suspended. But if there was anything I learned from my parents about trouble, is that telling the truth is always the best option. I didn’t hold back. I explained about how the girls had been treating me and then about the incident on the bus, and how my parents told me to hit back.
When I walked out of her office, I saw the twins there, in tears, with their very furious mother. Our principal gave them three days suspension from school. They apologized to me. And the problem was fixed.
The other bulling situations didn’t ever go as far, and were usually resolved quickly. I don’t think they really knew what they were doing. I think they thought it was all in good fun.
But kids do this. We would be best friends, then we would be fighting. Then we would be friends. They were neighbors, and we all basically grew up with each other. I probably bullied people without realizing it as well. In fact, I know I did. *Big Cringe.
By the end of high school we had learned to laugh at anything negative thrown our way. We were old enough to see when things were going too far.
WE WERE OLD ENOUGH TO SEE WHEN THINGS WERE GOING TOO FAR!
I’ve recently seen a group of college kids bullying another college guy who clearly has mental issues. These classmates leave him out of plans and advise new students to stay away from this guy. They attack and laugh at him for no reason other than for sick joy.
I do agree this guy shouldn’t be putting all his personal affairs on social media, but they could just leave it alone. It’s none of their business what happens in his personal life, regardless if it’s on social media.
My point is this: As adults (18+) we should know when things are going too far. Children learn from their mistakes. As children we have all experienced bullying in some way or another. No one goes through junior high or high school without experiencing having at least one toxic friend or once being a toxic friend. If you haven’t realized that yet, then take a trip to nostalgia land to a time you felt uncomfortable about doing something you didn’t want to do, or told someone how bad an outfit looked on them. We all do it because we all experience it.
Now come back to your present day life. Are you bullying someone? Are you using someone’s pain as a joke line? Are you making their pain worse?
We all unintentionally do it sometimes, thinking what we’re doing is a social norm (which is sad). This is why we have bullying awareness. To be aware of bullying not only helps us spot bullying, it helps people change their ways.
Let’s try and make a difference and be kind to each other to stop this ongoing cycle.
I SUCK AT THE CHALLENGE. I think it took me almost 2 hours before I finally got her to get someone to reciprocate flirting. Perhaps I need to be a little more patient instead of rushing in. At least we have one baby on the way now!