The luckiest girl I know.

I am one of the luckiest people I know.

I had (another) rough week last week and you'd hardly know it for all the support I've got around me. I'm not going to get into the details because Mondays are for moving forward, but I will just say that I have the BEST friends, the BEST parents and the BEST employees a girl could ask for.

My dad gave me the awesome gift of a personal trainer since I wrote last and I've been to the gym almost every day since. I've even begun using the child minding service they offer and you can't imagine how liberating it feels to drop Clem off for an hour without the guilt of having left her with a family member.

We have a standing appointment with the sitter Tuesday and Thursday mornings until Clementine is 13.

So yes (thanks for asking) Project Em is going well. 

The weather is gorgeous today and I'm in the mood for a little reshuffle at the shop.

The place could use a good Spring cleaning and my displays need to be looked at with a fresh set of eyes. Maybe a new window display is in order.

I think so.

Brad, Clem and I are heading out on our first road trip this Friday and it's bound to be an adventure. 

I hope this doesn't screw up her sleeping patterns too much. 

She's been so good lately (I've just jinxed it haven't I?). 

Saturday we were at a party at Scott and Andrea's and we were even able to put her to sleep in their nursery. 

Like a REAL kid!

And last night she slept from 9:30pm to 4:30am. 

That's 7 hours people.

SEVEN.

I can actually perform on seven hours of sleep. Pretty well too.

This is sort of a nothing blog, so I'll just leave you with a few of the pretty darn cool 

things I discovered this week:

The first: Ana Whiting. 

Petrice and Jason had their little girl a few weeks early and though I've only laid virtual eyes on her, the kid is cute. Kaaaa. Ute.

The second: Cherry Creek Charms on Etsy. This girl makes charm necklaces with Blackbird's EXACT bird logo. 

Obviously I'm going to have to buy some.

And by some I mean lots.

The third: This great web store called Mahar Dry Goods.

Colleen sent me this link a few months ago but I've only just now had time to appreciate it.

I want an online store like this. Amanda, if you're reading this, let's do it.

Last but not least, what's a post these days without a shot of the girl?

Who is getting CRAZY tall.

Or is it long since she's not exactly vertical?

Check out these pics. The first is Clementine at about 5 weeks. The second was taken around 9 weeks.

She's in the 90 something percentile (a good mother would know the exact number I'm sure) for height so hopefully she'll be tall like her daddy.

Until next time.

Em

If you don't get real about fat, you're going to get real fat.

So the last thing I want is for this blog to become about weight loss but, seeing as it's become a pretty major issue in my life these last few (read: since we got married in August 2007) months, I am feeling the need to talk about it.

Spare me the "you just had a baby Emily! Give yourself a break." and "it took 9 months to put it on, it'll take 9 months to get it off" and "well I think you look great" emails. 

Liars. All of you.

The fact of the matter is that I gained a whopping 56lbs while I was pregnant. Of which I've only lost 30. 

9 of which were baby.

And I was 10lbs over weight when I got pregnant. 

And I STILL have about 40lbs to lose.

I think "daunting" is perhaps the best word to describe the battle I have ahead.

The worst part about it is that I have recently been able to identify my triggers for over eating.

There are more than a few.

Stress, boredom, lack of time to plan a meal, exhaustion and, oh, babies. 

And stress.

And exhaustion.

Babies are trouble I tell you.

I have started going back to the gym, but sometimes it's hard to choose between my bed and a treadmill. (Actually, the real problem is that it's NOT).

My dad has even offered to pay for a trainer to help me get back on my feet.

I can't pass that up.

So let's just keep this short.

Today I am (don't tell anyone.) 182lbs. I would like to be 145lbs by my 30th birthday on August 7th.

I have four months to lose 37lbs. That's two pounds a week, which may be totally unreasonable, but well worth the try don't you think?

How am I going to do it? Here's where this blog will keep me accountable.

I will:

-Plan my meals, and make as many as I can in advance to avoid temptation.

-Go to the gym at least 3 times a week.

-Walk every day with Clem.

-Drink water in place of all other beverages.

-Avoid snacking.

-Eat balanced meals so I won't want to snack. (yeah right)

-Write down what I eat.

My measurements are even more embarrassing. 

But Dr. Phillip (initial) McGraw says "if I don't get real about fat I'm going to get real fat" and I think that's some sound advice.

Bust 104cm (40.9")

Waist 102cm (40.2")

Thigh 69cm (27.2")

Arm 31cm (12.2")

Whhhaaaat? My waist equals my bust? Terrible news.

Time to put a stop to that.

I suppose here's where I put a before picture. Lucky for me I don't have one, or a camera at the moment so it'll just have to wait.

That's it for now. I'm sorry I've had to succumb to writing about this junk (in the trunk).

I'll try not to make a habit of it.

xo Em