Joy

Helllooooo Friends!

I am writing on a bit of a natural high as I just watched the end of the Colts vs. Packers game....can you say AWESOME!  Luck and Wayne had it going on and I was about to come out of my chair when Luck ran for that first down!! Way to go boys in blue...and PINK~!  I LOVED seeing all of those men in pink out there today:)  Definitely praying for Coach Pagano and his family, too.

I cannot believe it has been an entire month since I blogged! Life has been crazy busy......as I know it has been for most of you. Davison's regular season football is now over...ended yesterday with a loss in the post-season tournament.  He has been asked to play all-stars, though and we are looking forward to that.  Can you believe he had fourteen tackles one game?? It was awesome! Davison also turned 10 during my blogging hiatus.  Yep the big "you're now in the double digits" birthday.  We celebrated in true Wagner style with friends, food, and a sleepover.  So bittersweet to have a 10 year old and a 16 year old.  Austin's high school team ended their season yesterday as well with a loss to Avon in the championship sectional game.  He will have a short break and then club soccer will begin.  They are both great boys and we are super proud of them!

Over the last year or so, I have noticed that I have this wonderful sense of peace and calmness that seems to transcend whatever situation I'm in/emotions I may be experiencing at any given point in time.  I had noticed the change, but last weekend a light bulb went off and I now know that this "feeling" that I am talking about is JOY!  You see, I have struggled with depression (sometimes worse than others:) for years....honestly, I think it's been there most of my life....even throughout the majority of my "growing up" years.  Don't get me wrong, I have truly enjoyed life and am beyond thankful for pharmaceuticals; (unlike some popular celebrities, I believe some of us just need a little help to keep our moods even....it's not wrong, weak, or evil!) but, there has just been a "switch" for me over the last year or so.  The long and short of it is this....we had some new neighbors move in a few years ago and it was intense for quite awhile! There were things said to Dennis and I that attacked our character and our parenting.  Looking back, this, combined with that darn Sheila, really sent me into a tailspin!  I found myself "hiding" out in our home and questioning so much!!  It was during this time that I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia and I was, physically and mentally, in a really bad place.  After much prayer, I decided to "shake the dust off my feet" and truly hand the whole situation over to God.  The rest is history...Glory be!!  I'm not saying that I don't have my moments and that it has been easy, but I cannot and will not allow how others choose to see me and my family to dictate who we are and what we do.  I just asked God to change my heart, to give me peace in the situation (in my life!), and to guide me.....and I asked it over and over and over and over (you get the picture:) again.

So this lightbulb I was talking about.....at the church house last Sunday, our minister was talking about JOY.  I took a LOT of notes!  Here are a few *key point*:

1) Joy is NOT happiness
2) Happiness is a result of our circumstances
3) Joy transcends our circumstances
4) Joy is a choice that we make
5) Joy is not a feeling
6) Happiness is NOT a biblical trait
7) Our JOY cannot be based on anything this world offers
8) Our JOY ultimately rests in the salvation we have in Jesus Christ

One of the things he talked about during this sermon was food....can you believe it???  He talked about what a big role food plays in our lives as Americans.  When we are celebrating something, we eat.  When we are mourning, we eat. Happy? EAT! Sad? EAT! Having friends over? EAT! SO TRUE!!  One thing that he said that really hit home for me was this: "Food is a happiness trigger, but it's not a joy trigger." Right?!?!  While I am indulging in very little food since my surgery, I still have JOY!!  Romans 14: 17 says, "for the kingdom of God is not eating and drinking, but righteousness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit." YES!!

Another one of the verses that he listed for us last Sunday was James 1:2-4, it says: "My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing." All through that experience with our neighbors, Dennis and I kept talking about how there was a lesson in it for us...that God was working on us.  Yup~!  Is God working on me as I continue on this journey that I'm on? Uh...YUP!!  It's not easy....remember these two things 1) He never promised us a rose garden 2) Joy is NOT happiness.  He did promise us Joy, but we have to be aware of where that joy comes from (see 7 and 8 above:) and be making the efffort to focus there and not on circumstances and "things." Difficult? YES!!

I am very "happy" with how things have been going for me since my surgery on July 16th.  I am officially down 70 pounds and have only missed four days of exercise since my surgery.  I have actually graduated from wogging to a VERY SLOW jog.  Honestly, this is the first time in my life that I have "jogged" and it feels pretty good.  I hit my personal best of 50 minutes today.  A big change for me is that I no longer have that voice in my head telling me that I "can't" do it....now I'm thinking, I've come this far, I can do fifty more steps, I can do five more minutes, I can jog instead of walking....Another thing about jogging is that I am not as successful at it when I am trying to do it without listening to music.  I have developed a pretty good playlist of songs for jogging....here are some  of the songs on that list: Ready to Run (Dixie Chics), Free to Be Me (Francesca Battistelli), Gotta Get Thru This (Daniel Bedingfield), My Body (Young the Giant), Home (Phillip Phillips), Moves Like Jagger (Maroon 5), Brown Eyed Girl (Van Morrison), Don't Cha (Pussy Cat Dolls), Hey, Soul Sister (Train), We are Young (Fun), Rock That Body (Black Eyed Peas), If Looks Could Kill (Heart), and Punching Bag (Josh Turner).  It seems like they each motivate me in their own little way when I'm out trying to get this thing done...some more of a comic relief than a motivator, but it all works out:)

Have a blessed week, my friends!
Peace,
K

"But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering (patience), kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. Against such there is no law. And those who are Christ's have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires.  If we live in the Spirit, let us also walk in the Spirit. Let us not become conceited, provoking one another, envying one another."  Galatians 5:22-26

Dance!

This one really hit home!  Still working on it.  The funny thing is, I don't think we REALLY know how others see us, as people just don't seem to be super honest with their feelings these days.  So thankful for family and good friends.  The greatest comfort is in knowing that I was created in HIS image and He thinks I'm pretty awesome.  That puts a smile on my face and a skip in my heart!!  Have a great weekend...DANCE!!!

Peace,
K

Undo the Lies

Isn't this perfect for us??  When we do this, Sheila LOSES!!

Peace,

K

Time to ZIPLINE!!

Happy Labor Day!

I'm super happy on this Labor Day, as I am not working!! Yay! We don't have anything planned really....the rain has put a bit of a damper on any outside activities, so we are currently hunkered down inside.  Seriously considering my first day back in the gym, though.  Hopefully we will come up with something else to do, as well.

When I went to my pre-surgery class at St. Vincent's, one of the things that they told us was to set up certain points at which we would reward ourselves for our weightloss....something that WAS NOT food:)  I set up two rewards (I know, lame), one at 50 pounds lost and one at 100 pounds lost....I'm just not that creative, I guess.  Any ideas to add more rewards in for myself? If you know me, you know that I am all about celebrating:)

So, the good news today is that I have reached my first "reward goal!"  When I stepped on the scale this morning, I was SO happy to see that I have now officially lost 52 pounds!  The "reward" that I set for myself for a 50 pound loss was to go ziplining.  I'm super excited to do something that I haven't had the nerve to try before.  Anyone want to join me?  I'm thinking Brown County...the leaves should be starting to change soon...

Over the years, I I have dreamt of flying....a lot, although over the past few years these have slowed quite a bit.  Dreaming of flying has always been a strangly pleasant experience.  Maybe because of the whole being "weightless" thing:)  I was thinking about these dreams while considering the ziplining reward and decided to do a little research on what dreams about flying might mean.  This is what I found:

At one time or another, most people will have a dreamed about flying. In fact, flying dreams are one of the most commonly reported dream experiences. They can also be one of the most exciting dreams.

Flying dreams and the ability to control flight represent the dreamer’s personal sense of power. Many dreamers describe the ability to fly as exhilarating, joyful, and liberating. And they leave the dreamer with a great sense of freedom and feelings that they have no boundaries about what they can accomplish.

Wilkerson says that some of these explanations include Freud's idea that flying dreams reconstruct the joy of being tossed around as a child by adults; Alan Hobson's theory that it is the result of neuron firings from the brain stem; and Walter Bonime's thought that it represents the person's desire to flee responsibility and limitations of nature.

 

"In flying dreams, people are most likely flying away from danger, flying to make new discovery, or flying to demonstrate new skill," said Tahnee Kinsman, sleep researcher for the Australian Institute of Sport.

“The limitations of dream flight and its relationship to psychological limitations are open to interpretation,” said Kinsman. However, he indicated that flying dreams typically reflect an individual’s personality, behavior, and psychological patterns.

Flying with ease and enjoying the scene and landscape below suggests being on top of a situation or rising above something, according to DreamMoods.com. It may also mean the dreamer is trying to get a different perspective on a problem.

Difficulty staying in flight indicates a lack of control in a situation—especially if the dreamer is struggling to stay aloft and on course, DreamMoods.com indicates. Things like power lines, trees, or mountains may further obstruct flight, and probably represent a particular obstacle or person who is standing in the way in waking life. However, it may also indicate the dreamer’s lack of confidence. Further, fear of flying or flying too high suggests fear of challenges and success.

“Whatever the flying dream, the timing of the dream is likely to signify mental recovery and the realization of a learning experience,” Kinsman explained, adding, “They usually follow episodes of depression or intense periods in your life. Even when the dream flight is to escape danger it shows that an individual’s psychological state is improving, demonstrating that he or she has found a solution and are dealing with a change in life.”

 

 

Crazy stuff!  Who knows why we have dreams of flying, but I rather like the part where it says "they leave the dreamer with a great sense of freedom and feelings that they have no boundaries about what they can accomplish."  I want that feeling all of the time!! I'm hoping that as I continue to work on improving my inner self, losing weight, exercising, and trusting that God has a plan beyond my understanding for my life, that I will experience that sense of freedom and a life without boundaries more and more!!  I'm ready to FLY people!!

Have a blessed holiday (if you are lucky enough to have the day off work) with your families/friends....isn't that what this life is all about??

Peace,

K

PS--Want to read more about "flying dreams?" visit: Dreams about Flying Have Common Meanings, But Different Styles | Suite101.com http://suite101.com/article/dreams-about-flying-have-common-meanings-but-different-styles-a233466#ixzz25Q9ln0jd

Love This!

I just saw this on one of my friends walls on facebook and I thought it was so good!  This is one of my "things".....there are those people who draw their strength by sucking it out of you....Life Suckers OR Sheilas!!

Peace,

K

There's Been More Wogging!

WOW! That was quite a break from blogging! My mother sweetly mentioned to me yesterday that she is missing my blog updates and a dear sweet friend mentioned the same thing to me last week....so, I thought I would sit down on this "rainy" Saturday and give a few updates on my journey.

Top Seven Things That Have Kept Me Too Busy to Blog Over the Last Two Weeks

1.  Dennis went to India. That's right....Dennis was gone for about 11 days on a work trip to India.  His absence automatically makes me BUSY!!  Dennis is super involved with the boys, especially on the days I work. On those days he makes sure the boys get where they need to go in the morning and then again in the evening.  Without him here, that job is all mine!  I am super thankful for friends who step up and lovingly help me out while he is away.  I couldn't do it without them!!

2.  I went to Culver!!  This is an annual trip that I take with my girlfriends from work.  This was the thirteenth year that we all met at the target on North Michigan on a Friday morning and made the two hour drive to Culver, Indiana to spend time on the lake and at the "lakehouse" talking, laughing, crying, eating, etc.  This year was particularly special to us as we had lots of things happen in our lives over the last year....some super exciting and others scary, sad, and frustrating.  Whether exciting, scary, happy, sad....all of these events are life changing and I love that this particular group of women is supportive of one another always and constantly looking on the brighter side of life experiences.  I cannot express my gratitude to God enough for placing all of them in my life.  I have learned immeasureable truths about others and about myself through experiencing life with them over the last fifteen years. 

My mom came to stay with the boys so I could go on this trip with my peeps....I am blessed to have a mom who loves hanging out with my boys and who is willing to do just about anything for me!

3.  I Worked.  I have to admit, those twelve hour days are really getting to be difficult!  I worked three of them while Dennis was away, got to leave early one additional day because it wasn't busy and the boys were home along (thank you to those who made that possible:), and my girl Tammi came in to work my last four hours for me on Thursday so that I could go to Austin's soccer match. Thanks, Tammi....love ya!  Somehow I managed to be scheduled to work a lot of the days that Austin has soccer games this year and it KILLS me to miss games. (That may be a tad dramatic, but I really do hate missing anything the boys are doing.)

4.  The Boys Had Games/Practices, etc.  As I mentioned before, Dennis does a lot of the "running" with the boys in the evenings.  Getting them to practices (or making sure someone gets them there and home again) eats up a lot of time.  Then there are the games, which I love!  I am so happy that they both enjoy participating in sports....I'm really not sure what Dennis and I will do for entertainment when our boys are grown and out of the house:) 

You know, there was a time when I was barely twenty-one and was told by the surgeon who had removed my cancerous thyroid and nineteen cancerous lymphnodes the day before that I would likely never have children.  I was, needless to say, devestated.  The fact that God blessed me with Austin and Davison (and my baby angel Benjamin:) still rocks my world and I can think of NOTHING I would rather spend my time doing that carting them around.  I have found that car time is great bonding time....I mean, you have a captive audience and they can't go anywhere!  Austin and I have some of our best conversations in the car and Davison and I are developing that same "tradition." 

5.  Laundry!!  Seriously?!?!  The amount of time I spend on laundry is just ridiculous! (See #4....it seems to double the laundry.)

6.  Household Chores.  This is my "catch all" for dishes, meal prep, checking homework, filling out and signing various forms and papers for school, etc., taking care of Tilly (or making sure someone is taking care of her:), grocery shopping, packing lunches, etc.....Thank you, Lord, for blessing us with a comfortable home and the means to provide for our family!

7.  There's Been More Wogging!!  I can tell you that Sheila has taken a beating over the last couple of weeks!  I continue to walk everyday, although some of those walks are a bit shorter than others on those twelve hour work days.  I have gotten to the point of really enjoying my walks/wogs at Pioneer Park in Mooresville.  I actually enjoy the challenge of my little mole hill and now "wog" up it up to six times when I'm there.  I have actually starting "wogging" on many of my walks....something I have NEVER in my life done.  It's funny, I do not enjoy it, but I do enjoy the feeling of knowing that I did it!!  I continue to lose weight (I am working on a specific goal and hope to be able to report the good news on Monday:), and, while it is somehow embarrassing to me (I honestly think it's Sheila whispering to me..."Don't listen. They don't mean it.  Your success is short lived."), the many compliments I have received over the last couple of weeks are helping me to stay motivated.  I am truly feeling better and "moving" better.

I read a quote by Alfred Whitehead today that really touched home for me:
"Apart from God every activity is merely a passing whiff of insignificance."  My hope would be that I would never lose sight of this fact, but the reality is that I sometimes do.  I will continue to work toward a life that is full of moments that are made significant by keeping God in the center of them. 

Life is good!
Peace my peeps:)
K

Mountain or Mole Hill??

So, after my 45 minute walk at Pioneer Park this evening, I spied this little hill....it actually looked bigger to me at the time....and I decided to "wog" (walk/jog) up it.  I know it doesn't seem like much, but I was proud when I made it up....twice!....and back down again....through the trees, down the road:)  Just another mountain  on my journey...conquered!  Sheila continues to fade into the background....

As I was contemplating the wog up this little hill, Jason Castro's new song, This is Only a Mountain, flashed through my head.  (http://www.klove.com/music/artists/jason-castro/songs/only-a-mountain-lyrics.aspx)  Looking back at it, I think this little hill might have been more of a mole hill than a moutain, but I am happy with every little victory along the way.

Peace,

K

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

-Phillipians 4:13

Like, Totally Awesome!!

The older I get and the more comfortable in my own skin I become, I really enjoy spending time with "me." I mean, I can just really crack myself up! For instance, last night I was driving home from work....I got off a few minutes early in anticipation of taking Austin and some of his friends out for his 16th birthday....when I came to a red light.  Well, the lighting was just right to see those pesky hairs that insist on growing out of my chin....oh come on...you know you have them too!!  Anyway, I decided to take the opportunity to pluck them out.  Then, I decided to deal with that pesky little zit at the base of my nose that had been bothering me ALL DAY. Next up, a little touch of face powder...it was a very long red light!...at this point, I caught the eye of the driver in front of me...a white haired lady driving a pretty red Cadillac. Seems I had an audience, so....I applied my face powder with a little extra bit of drama and flair. I'm sure she didn't even really notice the extra swirls of the the powder brush as I "powdered my nose," but I sure did get a kick out of it....all alone....in my car:)

So, I had my follow up visit with Dr. Diaz and the nutritionist on Thursday, exactly one month since my surgery.  All is well! My official weight loss per their scale since surgery is 37 pounds.  The nutritionist said that they would normally see about a half pound to a pound a day loss during that first month.  Of course, she let me know I would not be losing 37 pounds next month...bummer.  I didn't really expect that I would, but wouldn't that be awesome??  So, she went through how much fluid I'm getting in every day, how much protein I'm getting, and so on.  She asked if I had any bad taste in my mouth, "YES! What is that??" Ketosis.  Here is some info I found on Ketosis:

A lot of people are confused by the term "ketosis." You may read that it is a "dangerous state" for the body, and it does sound abnormal to be "in ketosis." But ketosis merely means that our bodies are using fat for energy. Ketones (also called ketone bodies) are molecules generated during fat metabolism, whether from the fat in the guacamole you just ate or fat you were carrying around your middle. When our bodies are breaking down fat for energy, most of the it gets converted more or less directly to ATP. (Remember high school biology? This is the "energy molecule.") But ketones are also produced as part of the process.

When people eat less carbohydrate, their bodies turn to fat for energy, so it makes sense that more ketones are generated. Some of those ketones (acetoacetate and ß-hydroxybutyrate) are used for energy; the heart muscle and kidneys, for example, prefer ketones to glucose. Most cells, including the brain cells, are able to use ketones for at least part of their energy. But there is one type of ketone molecule, called acetone, that cannot be used and is excreted as waste, mostly in the urine and breath (sometimes causing a distinct breath odor). aha! That's what I have!

There is an assumption that if a body is burning a lot of fat for energy, it must not be getting "enough" glucose. However, there is no indication, from studying people on reduced carbohydrate diets, that this is the case (though there is usually a short period of adjustment -- less than a week, in most cases). Although it's true that our bodies can't break fat down into glucose (though, interestingly, they easily use glucose to make fat), our bodies can convert some of the protein we eat into glucose. Indeed, this works well for people who don't tolerate a lot of sugar, because this conversion happens slowly so it doesn't spike blood glucose.

A dangerous condition called ketoacidosis can develop in those with type 1 diabetes, and it is sometimes confused with normal ketosis. The body usually avoids this state by producing insulin, but people with type 1 diabetes are unable to produce insulin. Even most people with type 2 diabetes who inject insulin usually produce enough insulin of their own to prevent ketoacidosis.

Isn't that a kick in the pants?? Our bodies can't break fat down into glucose, but they can easily use glucose to make fat? What a rip off!! I am a little more confused after reading this, however, as the answer to ketosis per my nutritionist is to drink 8oz of pure fruit juice three times a day.  Think I will need to check into this just a bit more. If it's not dangerous, then maybe I don't need all of that juice.  But then, do I really want that awful taste in my mouth and God only knows what that must smell like to other people......So beware, if you are going to diet and exercise, thus burning fat for fuel, you are going to stink to high heaven!!  So motivating, isn't it?

Well, I may be spreading out reporting on my weigh in days.  The way the nutritionist explained it to me, I will no longer see daily changes in my weight, rather I will notice my weight staying the same (or even going up...NO!) day after day. She said that I will then suddenly notice that I have dropped, like, five pounds...yay! (Yes, "like" five pounds, I'm a child of the 80s!)  I will keep you posted.  Still haven't missed a day of walking, but my walks on the days that I work do tend to be significantly shorter.  Dr. Diaz released me to go back to work (its a good thing:) and to go to the gym.  He said, "Not only can you go to the gym, you SHOULD be going to the gym." Watch out flabby hangy down upper arm stuff!!

Alright, heading back out to watch the littlest man play football.  Enjoy your weekend!

Peace,

K

Short and Sweet

Hey All!
Just as I promised last night, this is going to be SHORT!  Another busy day at the Wiz and my body is KILLING me...this fibromyalgia is kicking my rear.  Please pray that it settles down so that I can get on with enjoying my family, my work, and all that I have been blessed with. Thanks!

I am happy to say that I continue to walk every day....no small feat on days like today...thanks to Big D for taking one for the team and heading out to walk with me late in the evenings. Love you, D!:)

So, it was weigh in day this morning....I am officially down 35 pounds.  My surgery was four weeks ago today.  I have to admit that I was a tad bit disappointed....I was hoping for another ten, but I have been giving myself a pep talk about it all day and tried to punch that Sheila in the kisser:)

I have my follow up appointment with Dr. Diaz on Thursday and also meet with the dietician at that time.  Maybe I can hit the 40 pound mark by then.  I will keep you all posted.

Thanks again for reading and for all of your support and kind words.  It really does make this thing a heck of a lot easier!

Blessings and peace,
K

Pruning Blade

Whew!! What a week! I can't believe an entire week has passsed since I last "blogged."  I thought about just waiting to blog tomorrow, but I work tomorrow and Tuesday, so my post tomorrow will be short.

I headed back to last Monday and worked Monday, Thursday, and Friday and I'm telling you, it kicked my butt!!  I am so thankful for the women I work with! Without them, I'm not sure I could have survived three crazy days at the Wiz!!  Different people at different times checked on me...."How are you feeling?" "Have you eaten?" "You doing okay?" and my favorite..from Jenn Fenner, "Do you want me to bring your water down to you?"  That one brought tears to my eyes!  I'm sure that sounds funny, but I had been pushing with my sweet patient for nearly two hours and my mouth was like cotton!!  Kiss, kiss Jenn:)

Anyway, things went really well at work as far as eating and drinking.  I managed to get in all of my meals, protein drinks, and food.  Yay!  I was really concerned about how all of that would go, but it all worked out really well.  I would say my biggest challenge at this point is getting all of my dang vitamins and meds in.  I am supposed to take a multivitamin three times a day and calcium citrate three times a day....so biggie other than the two cannot be taken within three hours of each other.  Then there's the antacid (need this one to settle down those tummy juices!), my Synthroid (have to have that thanks to that thyroid cancer way back when:), Singular for asthma, Zyrtec for allergies, and my "happy pill."   The other kicker is that I have to wait ten minutes in between each "pill" before I take the next one.  I feel like I'm spending my days drinking protein shakes and taking meds/vitamins!  I had my annual exam with my primary care doc this week and she was trying to put me on meds for my fibromyalgia....no more meds!....was basically my response.

So, yesterday, Davison had a football game and Austin had a soccer match.  After the games, we went to the grocery and when we got home, I sat down on the couch and fell fast asleep....just like Snow White--ha!  Did Snow White snore??  Anyway, I slept, and slept, and slept until my bladder was about to burst! FOUR HOURS later, I finally woke up.  WOW!  That felt good!  A lot happens at our house in a four hour span and I slept right through it all.

Dennis and I had a day today...our tree in the front yard was hit pretty hard by the wind storm that came through a week or so ago.  The guys came out to look at it for us today and, well, it wasn't good.  We sat and watched as they pruned our tree down to pretty much nothing! I think we were sitting there thinking about the thirteen years of "growth" that tree (and our family!) has been through.  Now it's just a 25 foot tree with, well basically no branches until you get to the tippy top.  Funny the things that can make you nostalgic.  I can tell you one thing, we were left with a pretty funny looking tree at the end of the day!  However, they reassured us that it would be nice and full again within about two years.

As I write this, I am reminded of a story told by Jason Gray on his CD that I was listening to yesterday.   Jason talks about how vines are pruned on vineyards.  He speaks of a friend who visited a vineyard and was told that they go out in the spring and cut off the first fruit and throw it away.  He explained that when you go out in the spring and cut off the first fruit, the fruit that grows back is hardier, bolder, and more flavorful, it's the good stuff.  Jesus says this in the gospel of John:

“I am the true vine, and My Father is the vinedresser. ² Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit He takes away;^[a] and every branch that bears fruit He prunes, that it may bear more fruit. ³ You are already clean because of the word which I have spoken to you. ⁴ Abide in Me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in Me.
⁵ “I am the vine, you are the branches. He who abides in Me, and I in him, bears much fruit; for without Me you can do nothing. ⁶ If anyone does not abide in Me, he is cast out as a branch and is withered; and they gather them and throw them into the fire, and they are burned. ⁷ If you abide in Me, and My words abide in you, you will^[b] ask what you desire, and it shall be done for you. ⁸ By this My Father is glorified, that you bear much fruit; so you will be My disciples. -John 15

Following this story about the vineyard, Jason sings the song,"Why You Brought Me Here."  The lyrics go like this:

I know I’ll get an answer that I won’t understand
If I ask that Your intentions be made clear
I know Your plans are greater and in that greater plan
Lie the reasons why You brought me hereThis story would be different if it were only mine to write
There are secrets I would never volunteerBut secrets lose their power when they have no place to hideMaybe that is why You brought me here
Oh, I hope You know what You’re doing; You brought me here 
It’s a mess of my own making, I fully realizeAnd the consequences shake my heart with fearBut if was happy with the way things were then I’d put up a fightGuess I’m grateful that You brought me here
Oh, all I see are the ruins but oh, as the smoke starts to clearHey, I trust You know what You’re doing, You brought me here
If it’s hard to raise a white flag then it’s harder to believeThat surrendering is worth the sacrificeCause the very thing I always feared would be the death of meWas a way to come alive
And it hurts to be so broken but it’s bearable somehowAs the grounds to prove I’m worthy disappearI always heard You love me and I think I know it nowIt’s the reason why You brought me hereOh, Love’s the reason why You brought me here.

If you get a chance to check out "Acoustic Storytime with Jason Gray," please do!  He's amazing and I love his interpretation of this story about the vineyard and this scripture.  Such a good reminder that everything that I have in my life that is not bearing fruit for Christ should be looked at closely and "pruned" away and that I am brought to these situations in my life because I am loved and being "shaped" and "pruned" to get to the good stuff that is in me....remember?? I was knit together in my mother's womb!!

I know that every step of this journey that I'm on holds a lesson for me and I am working very hard at paying attention to what those lessons are.  I am sure I am missing some along the way, but my prayer is that I have my heart and mind open to those areas of my life that need pruning and then that I allow Him to prune away....even if I think the result looks a little funny some times.

Have a great week!
Peace,
K

Weigh In Day #2!!

Hellerrrr!! What a day! I headed back to the ol' job today and, I'm not gonna' lie, it was rough!  I wasn't overly busy, but my body was SCREAMING at me!! I'm currently having a flare-up of my fribromyalgia and it is kicking my butt, so this twelve and a half hours of work was a day of sheer will to get through it....and I did. Of course, participating in bringing two new little lives into the world sure did help a lot:)

On the very bright side, because I wasn't completely swamped today, I managed to keep on the water intake and ended up getting about 50 ounces in while I was at work...yay!  That was truly my biggest concern with getting back at it.  There are days when we are pushing it so hard that we don't even get a trip to the bathroom, but who needs it when you haven't had anything to drink!!  It's so important to stay hydrated as becoming dehydrated will only intensify the nausea and then a vicious cycle ensues.  I also managed to have a delightful lunch of cod and get a protein drink down while there.  Success!

The girls at work were all very sweet and encouraging today, too.  I even got a text from Andrea, who wasn't working today, welcoming me back and wishing me a good day.  It's nice to hear that the girls can see a difference in me, physically, when I'm not quite seeing it yet myself.  Have I mentioned how much I LOVE the girls I work with???  Kisses:)

Well, when I got home, I didn't think there was any way in the world I was going to take my daily walk....my feet hurt, my back was killing me, and I haven't even mentioned the pain of that darn sciatic nerve, yet!!  I came in the house, had a little salmon with cheese on it (my strange cravings are starting to make me feel like a pregnant woman!), chatted with Davison, and relaxed in Den's recliner.  Oh how it was sucking me in!!  Then Sheila started in with her bull, "I knew you couldn't do it."  "I knew you weren't going to keep up with the walking." "I knew you were going to fail!"  How dare she!!  I got up, got my shoes on, and grabbed my iPod.

That's right, I made it out for my walk! YAY! I changed up the music a little tonight and put some Jason Castro on.  Does anybody remember him?  He is that cutie pie young enough to be my son, dreadlock wearing, young man from American Idol a couple of seasons ago.  I just love him!  Just when I was about to quit short of my forty minute goal, my favorite song that he does came on...Hallelujah...that's the name of the song, "Hallelujah."  So, I headed back down my street....away from our house, and got my forty minutes in.  Thanks JC!!:)  By the way, I also really like "Travelin Through" (a Dolly Parton remake!), "Over the Rainbow," and "Who I Really Am."  He has a new single coming out tomorrow....check it out.

Okay, okay! It's Monday and weigh in day.  I was really pleased to meet my goal this morning....I really wanted to lose a certain amount of weight before heading back to work and I did it!  It's amazing what you can do when your stomach is the size of a large egg:)  I am now officially down thirty pounds!  I wish I could say that I am going to stay off of the scale until next Monday, but I am just not there yet....sorry, Katie:(  I appreciate Katie's encouragement to stay off the scale and quit focusing on the weight.  It is a GOAL, but I just know that I am not there yet...I'm already thinking about getting back on it in the morning.  I guess that's progress though....not thinking about weighing again tonight.

Have a blessed week, everybody.  My kiddos head back to school tomorrow.  I will officially have a Junior (YIKES!) and a fourth grader.  Enjoy those sweet, sweet babies...they grow up SO fast.

Peace,
K

Top Ten List

Well, Monday is the big day....I go back to work! I am actually more than ready.  I feel great...no twinges of pain for several days now and I have worked my way up to 40 to 45 minute walks every day.  We have managed to stay really busy this week, so I thought I would write down my "Top Ten Things I have Learned About Myself Since My Surgery" List (some of them I already "knew," but have been reminded of since surgery and being home for the last three week:)

1. I do not enjoy being nauseous, at all! Since my surgery, I have seemed to stay a tad bit nauseous.  It's annoying.

2. I love my children, but they live to annoy one another and argue with each other. When Davison was born six years after Austin, I prayed they would somehow grow to know and love each other despite the many years between them. I can remember someone telling me that they would never be close.....well, they know each other, I think they love each other, and I'm hoping that some of the behaviors they exhibit toward one other indicates some strange male form of being close.

3. I do not consider two ounces of sugar free jello or pudding a meal.  I do not even like jello and pudding can be a nice treat, but not one I would normally choose to indulge in.  Neither one of these items contains any nutritional value whatsoever and I choose not to consider eating a bit of either one of these items "a meal."

4. I can't drink juice.  Well, I CAN drink juice.....it's on my list of things I can drink between "meals," but I have learned it's just not a good idea for me to do so.  Some of you have asked me about "dumping syndrome"....well, I think I've experienced this lovely syndrome after indulging in some delicious cranberry or apple juice.  It will be strictly water and protein drinks at work.  You're welcome:)

5. Dennis and I need new friends.  When we first moved into the house where we currently live, we made friends with everyone on our street, eventually becoming close friends with several couples in our neighborhood who had children of similar ages.  We spent lots of time with these friends and it seemed we always had something to do.  This group of friends has "dispersed" and I am recognizing that we just don't really have much to do as a family with other families. *sigh*

6. Some of the things I used to LOVE to eat, I no longer have a craving for.  If you know me at all, you know I LOVE sweets!!  Oh, and I did not discriminate....cake, cookies, ice cream....you name it, I would join right in on some yummy dessert....now, it just doesn't really sound good.  I sure hope this effect of surgery lasts!

7. I can still cook!  I really love to cook and bake.  One of my biggest concerns before surgery was that I would no longer enjoy/be able to cook for my family.  Well, I can!  It started with a grilled cheese sandwich for Davison and has moved on from there with spaghetti sauce, sloppy joes, and pulled pork.  No baking yet, but I'm sure that will come at least by Davison's birthday:)

8. My house needs spruced up.  Over the last two or three years, I just haven't felt well.  I think the fibromyalgia really got me down and the weight kept coming on and I just checked out for awhile.  Well, my home has suffered.  Paint on the walls needs touched up and the whole place needs a good cleaning!  There are just little projects here and there that need to be caught up.  Looks like we will be busy this fall:)

9. I love to walk!  There was a time in my life that I woke every every morning before Dennis went to work to walk.  At that time, I had a friend (hi Jacki!:) who got up with me and walked....we walked rain, cold, you name it.  Knowing Jacki was going to be waiting on me to walk got me up out of the bed to do so.  Well, Jacki moved on to running and eventually left the neighborhood and I just didn't keep getting up to walk by myself.  Now that I am back at it, I really love it!  I am looking forward to getting back to the gym and the eliptical....I love that machine!  I am also patiently waiting for those arm exercises my brother promised to send me....trying to avoid the saggy arm skin.

10. My endurance is not so good.  While I'm ready to get back to work to get into a more normal routine and out of the house more, I'm a little concerned about making it through those twelve and a half hour shifts!  Those 40 minute walks in the heat kick my butt and I'm ready to hit the hay by about 8pm.....I'm a little worried about how things are going to go once I'm back at work.  I really don't want to have to sleep away my days off to recover, but I guess that just may be the case for awhile.

Peace,
K

Jar of Clay

Davison and I decided to take a "mini vacation" before heading back to work and school next week. We came down to Vincennes on Saturday and have been staying at my Dad's.  I am relaxing by the pool, taking naps, visiting family, and working really hard at my new "lifestyle."  Davison.....well, Davison doesn't really relax, BUT he is having a great time and has been to the Knox County Fair, spent an afternoon with Dennis' dad, visited with cousins, and has done a lot of swimming.  All that being said, I did not weigh in yesterday.  I  want to only weigh on my scale at home for consistency.  This little break away from the scale has been really good for me as I was really becoming obsessed with weighing myself.  I did weigh Saturday morning before I left and had lost 20 pounds.  Here's hoping to something really impressive when I step on that scale next Monday!

While I have been happy with the results since my surgery, it has not been easy.  It is so weird to sit in a group of people that are chowing down on yummy food and I'm taking tiny bites of my two ounces of cottage cheese.  I am starting to get back some of my "tastes" for food and so I have to be a little more deliberate about what I'm doing/not doing!  There have been times, while at home, that I have just left the house to take a walk while my guys are eating dinner.  My go to playlist for those moments has been an album by Jars of Clay that they released in 2005.  It's an awesome album of remakes of hymns that I remember from going to church with my Grandma Alice when I was little. There is one song that has really spoken to be in those moments when I'm feeling frustrated, etc., etc.:)  "I Need Thee Every Hour".......

I need Thee every hour, most gracious Lord

No tender voice like Thine can peace afford
I need Thee every hour, stay Thou nearby

Temptations lose their power When Thou art nigh
I need thee, oh, I need thee, every hour I need Thee

I need thee, I need thee, I need Thee every hour
I need Thee every hour in joy or pain

Come quickly and abide or life is in vain

I need Thee, oh, I need Thee, every hour I need Thee

I need Thee, I need Thee, I need Thee every hour

I need Thee, I need Thee, I need Thee every hour

Oh, bless me now, my Savior, I come to Thee

Oh, bless me now, my Savior, I come to Thee

I need Thee every hour, teach me Thy will

And Thy rich promises in me fulfill
I need Thee, oh, I need Thee Oh I need Thee

every hour I need Thee, I need Thee, I need Thee

every hour I need Thee, I need Thee, I need Thee every hour
Oh, bless me now, my Savior, I come to Thee

There are times right now that I am thinking, I need Thee every minute!  The line "Temptations lose their power when thou art nigh" (nigh=near) really rings true in those earphones when I'm walking the streets of Camby at night while my boys are gathered around the dinner table.  There have been other times in my life when I have definitely felt this way and was reminded of that yesterday as July 30, 2012 marked twelve years since the loss of our precious Benjamin.  I know for a fact that I was carried through that time and I will always and forever be thankful for the many blessings and the amount of growing that came from that terrible experience.

In scripture, it talks about us being molded like clay by the Father's hands.....hence the name of the group "Jars of Clay."  I know that I have been molded, and molded, and molded over the years.  See, that's the idea....this process never ends, but we have to be willing to give it all up and let Him do His work.  It's not easy, remember....He never promised us a rose garden....but, it is worth it!  I am so looking forward to looking back in a year to see how I have been molded on the outside AND the inside....I don't believe one can be done without the other.

Off to finish my Carbmaster yogurt and hit the pool!
Peace,
K

Yeah Baby!

As I delve into my day, I am once again reminded of this...."I am fearfully and wonderfully made...." in the image of Christ.  LOVE!! I'm up, enjoyed my breakfast of cottage cheese and baby food fruit, cooked omlets for the boys, and took a walk.  I sat down to check email, etc. and headed to Pinterest for the first time in a couple of months, I think.  Did you know there is a TON of food on Pinterest?? LOL:) Fortunately, none of it looks particularly good to me.....I hope this effect of surgery doesn't go away for a long, long time.  Anyway, that is where I spotted this cutie pie photo.  Now off to pick the house up a bit in anticipation of a visit from Angie and her girls.   YAY!! Cannot wait to spend some time with them.  Have an awesome day!

Peace,

Krista

I Beg Your Pardon....I Never Promised You a Rose Garden

I saw this pic on Facebook and just had to share it! It reminded me of my very first blog entry here and is, of course, an ongoing "issue" for me.....and I've been told, many of you:)  Let's all write this little note to ourselves in a place where we can see it often. 

It's been a crazy few days and my head has been SPINNING!!  A dear sweet friend and co-worker found out earlier this week that she has breast cancer.  Katie is young, smart, and beautiful!  She is our official game show host on our annual Culver Girls' Trip and always up to be in on a good joke at work.  I got to have tea (decaffeinated and sugar-free, of course:) with her this morning.  She is, of course, shocked, but seems to be thinking logically about things and relying on family, friends, and faith.  Please keep Katie in your prayers as she travels this new journey that she is unexpectedly travelling.  Love you, KT!!

Yesterday, my friend, Fonda came down to Camby for a visit.  She packed a lovely picnic lunch and snacks and we headed to the pool with Davison and his buddy Collin.  You would have thought I pumped Davison full of caffeine and sugar before Fonda arrived...he was wound up!!  I do believe the crush he has had on Fonda from an early age continues on:)  It was great catching up with my 'soul sister' and having some time on a hot day to hang out in the cool water.  BTW, Fonda Lou, my incisions look just fine today....wink, wink:)

I am doing better with my protein drinks.....don't get me wrong, I still have a moment of dread before I mix one up and start the arduous process of getting it down my gullet, but I have found a couple of things that are working better for me, for now.  For one thing, I am mixing the protein "mix" or whey powder in twelve ounces of milk rather than eight AND, last night, a friend who had the same surgery one year ago gave me some new protein mixes to try.  I have tried the vanilla and it doesn't seem to be quite as sweet as the french vanilla whey powder.  As I mentioned, Heather had the same surgery a year ago.  She had just had her one year "check-up" and it was all great news! She looks AND FEELS great!  It was so helpful and encouraging to talk to her last night, to get some tips, and to just have somebody express that she understands my feelings.  Thanks, Heather! I am quite sure we will have many more conversations in the weeks, months, and years to come:)

I almost titled this blog entry, "Excuse Me Duke, I Usually Puke"....sorry to those with weak stomachs......Anyway, I don't think I have belched as month in my entire life as I have this last two weeks.  That tiny tummy fills up fast and leads to burping (I'll try to "pretty it up" for you:) and if I drink anything....even water too fast....here it comes, oh, excuse me!  I find myself drinking those protein drinks (are you tired of hearing about them yet?) too fast and I think it's just because I want it over with.  The most frustrating by far is water.  I am a water lover and drink about 100 ounces a day, normally.  I just want so badly to tip that Nalgene bottle back and chug!!  But, you guessed it, anything more than a sip of water and it's like belch-a-palooza.  I'm just going to apologize to you all right now for any noises that may leave my body when we are together.

Do you remember the old country song, "I Never Promised You a Rose Garden?"  Funny, it came to mind today as I was thinking about Katie, another co-worker whose husband is battling cancer, my own life experiences, and many, many other friends, co-workers, and family members who have or have had recent personal battles. Here are the Lyrics:

I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.
Along with the sunshine,
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes.
When you take, you gotta give, so live and let live,
Or let go.
I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.

I could promise you things like big diamond rings,
But you don't find roses growin' on stalks of clover.
So you better think it over.
Well, if sweet-talkin' you could make it come true,
I would give you the world right now on a silver platter,
But what would it matter?
So smile for a while and let's be jolly:
Love shouldn't be so melancholy.
Come along and share the good times while we can.

I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.
Along with the sunshine,
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes.

I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.

I could sing you a tune or promise you the moon,
But if that's what it takes to hold you,
I'd just as soon let you go, but there's one thing I want you to know.
You better look before you leap, still waters run deep,
And there won't always be someone there to pull you out,
And you know what I'm talkin' about.
So smile for a while and let's be jolly:
Love shouldn't be so melancholy.
Come along and share the good times while we can.

I beg your pardon,
I never promised you a rose garden.
Along with the sunshine,
There's gotta be a little rain sometimes.

Definitely hokey, but when I think about God's promises to us, this song rings true!! He never promised us a rose garden, a life on earth free from trials or pain.  He does promise us a reward for drawing nearer to Him when trials come, for stepping up and stepping out and relying on Him and all He has promised.  I LOVE the book of Romans, so it is no surprise that I found the scripture I was searching for when thinking about all of this there.

Romans 8

There is therefore now no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus,^[a] who do not walk according to the flesh, but according to the Spirit. ² For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus has made me free from the law of sin and death. ³ For what the law could not do in that it was weak through the flesh, God did by sending His own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh, on account of sin: He condemned sin in the flesh, ⁴ that the righteous requirement of the law might be fulfilled in us who do not walk according to the flesh but according to the Spirit. ⁵ For those who live according to the flesh set their minds on the things of the flesh, but those who live according to the Spirit, the things of the Spirit. ⁶ For to be carnally minded is death, but to be spiritually minded is life and peace. ⁷ Because the carnal mind is enmity against God; for it is not subject to the law of God, nor indeed can be. ⁸ So then, those who are in the flesh cannot please God.

⁹ But you are not in the flesh but in the Spirit, if indeed the Spirit of God dwells in you. Now if anyone does not have the Spirit of Christ, he is not His. ¹⁰ And if Christ is in you, the body is dead because of sin, but the Spirit is life because of righteousness. ¹¹ But if the Spirit of Him who raised Jesus from the dead dwells in you, He who raised Christ from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies through His Spirit who dwells in you.

¹² Therefore, brethren, we are debtors—not to the flesh, to live according to the flesh. ¹³ For if you live according to the flesh you will die; but if by the Spirit you put to death the deeds of the body, you will live. ¹⁴ For as many as are led by the Spirit of God, these are sons of God. ¹⁵ For you did not receive the spirit of bondage again to fear, but you received the Spirit of adoption by whom we cry out, “Abba, Father.” ¹⁶ The Spirit Himself bears witness with our spirit that we are children of God, ¹⁷ and if children, then heirs—heirs of God and joint heirs with Christ, if indeed we suffer with Him, that we may also be glorified together.

¹⁸ For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us. ¹⁹ For the earnest expectation of the creation eagerly waits for the revealing of the sons of God. ²⁰ For the creation was subjected to futility, not willingly, but because of Him who subjected it in hope; ²¹ because the creation itself also will be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God. ²² For we know that the whole creation groans and labors with birth pangs together until now. ²³ Not only that, but we also who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, eagerly waiting for the adoption, the redemption of our body. ²⁴ For we were saved in this hope, but hope that is seen is not hope; for why does one still hope for what he sees? ²⁵ But if we hope for what we do not see, we eagerly wait for it with perseverance.

²⁶ Likewise the Spirit also helps in our weaknesses. For we do not know what we should pray for as we ought, but the Spirit Himself makes intercession for us^[b] with groanings which cannot be uttered. ²⁷ Now He who searches the hearts knows what the mind of the Spirit is, because He makes intercession for the saints according to the will of God.

²⁸ And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose. ²⁹ For whom He foreknew, He also predestined to be conformed to the image of His Son, that He might be the firstborn among many brethren. ³⁰ Moreover whom He predestined, these He also called; whom He called, these He also justified; and whom He justified, these He also glorified.

I remember relying heavily on Romans 8:26-27 after we lost our second son, Benjamin during pregnancy.  I was lost.....literally. Depressed.  I had no idea what to do with that pain, what to ask for, pray for. The Holy Spirit definitely interceded during that time.

Romans 8:28....what can I say.  Today alone I have heard a number of times, "Everything happens for a reason." We may not get to know those reasons here on earth, but we can rest in knowing that, if we are walking with Christ, He will make "good" out of even the worst situations. 

Peace,
K

Weigh In Day

I ended the day yesterday feeling like the worst mom ever!  Davison was playing in a baseball tourney in Martinsville and, as I mentioned previously, he's really been struggling with baseball.  I went to church yesterday morning and headed down for the second game of the day, which ended up started shortly after 1230.  At one point in the day, Davison and I had a heart to heart about his attitude, which had gotten pretty bad.  At the end of the third game, I brought Austin home so he could go play soccer and I settled in on the couch.  A bit later, my mom called to tell me Davison had hit a home run!!  His first one and in one of the worst batting slumps I have ever witnessed!!  Needless to say, it made me really teary and I felt guilty for not being there.  (Side note--Dave got a little trophy of a glove to sit his homerun ball in--he hasn't gone anywhere without it since he brought it home....not even the bathroom! Too cute!:)

All in all, yesterday was a good day, but have to admit that the heat zapped me pretty good, which was one of the things that led me to come home early from the baseball tourney.  Anyway, I went to church, then the tourney, mixed in a couple of short walks, and visited with a neighbor who had back surgery last week.  I also discovered a more tolerable protein shake.  It's a vanilla whey powder that I mixed with 8 ounces of milk.  Not bad and significantly smaller in size than some of the other protein shakes/drinks.  On Saturday, I was reading through my diet guidelines again and discovered I can have cheese, cottage cheese, and yogurt. YAY!!  Cheese sticks have never tasted so amazing!:)  So, as a result, between the new protein drinks, cheese sticks, cottage cheese, and sugar free popsicles, I had a much easier time getting in all of my required foods and dliquids yesterday.  Starting to get the hang of this thing.....

As I confessed previously, I have found myself becoming obsessed with the scale.  I'm so frustrated by it, but haven't yet found a way to kick it.  I honestly think it's that whole "fear of failure" thing that's driving me.  I am really striving to only weigh on Monday mornings, but the last couple of days I have been on the scale multiple times.  I think weighing once a week is a reasonable goal and it is now one more thing that I am asking God to help me....I really have some areas where I struggle with self-control....make me a better me, Lord....

Okay, so it's Monday and I have weighed.  I am officially down sixteen pounds from my pre-surgery weight. WOOHOO!!  I am so thankful and encouraged.  Makes eating an ounce of cottage cheese and an ounce of babyfood pears for breakfast a little more worth it:)

Thanks everybody for your support and encouragement!!

Peace,
K

The Dreaded "Weight" Questions

Have I mentioned that I am NOT enjoying these protein drinks? I mixed one up this morning that was actually decent, but how long am I going to think that after I drink it two or three times a day?  I am working on this tasty concoction for the second time today.  The other required protein drink was a chocolate Ensure....um, YUM! (That's me trying to convince myself that I actually enjoyed drinking it.)  Aside from the taste, it takes me a LONG time to get them down....like, an hour, easy AND once I do have it down, I feel really full and bloated.  I have to admit, I am not "getting" the whole protein drink thing.  I mean, I understand the reasoning behind it, but if I can snack on a little yogurt, cottage cheese, or cheese stick every little bit....and ENJOY it.....then why not cut back on the drinks?  I'm sure the dietician will enlighten me when I call next week to pose this question:)....I will keep you updated.

We had a big day today! Davison had three baseball games in Martinsville.  It was hot and humid, but I LOVE baseball.  Unfortunately, Davison has really been struggling, which makes sitting in the heat (drinking Ensure) much less pleasurable.  So, we get in the car to come home after the third game and Davison promptly asks,"Mom, have you lost any weight yet?" I LOVE that boy!  Nothing like cutting to the chase and my cutie pie, blue eyed, loverboy is really good at that.  My answer? "Well, yes..."  Confession time--I knew going into the hospital that people PUT ON weight while in the hospital following bariatric surgery....I know, so NOT fair!  My confession?  I am kinda sorta obsessed with the numbers on the scale.  It's awful! Especially since I gained 8 pounds while in the hospital...I know! EIGHT! So, since getting home, I have been weighing myself every morning (I had already "promised" myself I was only going to weigh once a week.....and my inner Sheila is saying "strike one, lady").  Long story short, when I weighed myself this morning, I was finally down below my "pre-surgery" weight. Yay!  Now, I am going to work on not focusing on weight by not reporting daily on my blog where I am weightwise (pretty sure that is not a word).  So, you will have to check back on Monday....one week since surgery date....to find out where I stand.  Now, that will be how many pounds I am down, not how much I weigh.

I was thinking, I have surrounded myself with really polite people, as I think I have only been asked twice how much I weigh....and one of those times was by that same little blue-eyed sweetheart:)  That is a question I am choosing not to answer right now....not sure I ever will.  I honestly don't know why.  Well, that's not true at all (and I even typed honestly!).  I am SO embarrassed by that number!  I'm sure I won't feel the same when I weigh half as much as I do now.  That's right, my goal "weight" is exactly half of my current body weight.  When I was talking about this fact with some of my dear, sweet co-workers, one of them said, "No! There won't be anything left of you!" Actually, yes, yes there will be.  If I reach that weight, I will weigh exactly ten pounds more than I did when I got married. *sigh* ***Did I mention I LOVE my work peeps?***

My dear mother and I were discussing this whole "weight" thing (she thinks I'm beautiful and doesn't think I needed to have the gastric sleeve--I love and appreciate the fact that she thinks I'm beautiful:) and she mentioned my sister's weight.....sorry, Gina, you can't escape having your weight discussed even though you are all of the way on the other side of the country.  ANYWAY, we were talking about how A-Mazing she looks and Mom reminded me that I thought I was "fat" at that same weight....and we are about the same height.  I did.....what a dummy!  You do look A-Mazing, G, really, I'm jealous:)

This is where my obsession with the "weight" in numbers has always been my nemesis.  I can clearly remember weighin 120 pounds (sniff, sniff) in high school and being SO EMBARRASSED becaused my friends and teammates weighed 80, 90, 100 pounds.  I am going to continue to work on focusing on health and best "weight" for me.  (Okay...."shut-up Sheila", knit me together in my mother's womb, "I can do all things through Christ who strenthens me."--Phillipians 4:13) It is going to be a battle, but part of my journey, nonetheless.

At the end of the day, my God knows when I stand up, and when I sit down, when I fail, when I succeed. He loves me inspite of myself and because of nothing I have done or didn't do. *goosies* THAT is an awesome feeling and should be all the motivation I need.

Peace,
Krista