Do you pin?

So over the past months, while I've had nothing better to do than bake a human, bake cookies, and gain back all of the weight that I worked so hard to lose last year, I discovered pinterest.


If you don't pin, you totally should.
I originally just started out looking for craft projects that I would totally do, you know in all of my spare time.


And then it dawned on me that I could use it for so much more.
To find new healthy meals.

Source: letsdishrecipes.blogspot.com via Kendra on Pinterest

Fitness inspiration.

Source: Uploaded by user via Candy on Pinterest

Even fitness inspired crafts!

Source: etsy.com via Kendra on Pinterest

If you don't have an account yet, you should totally get one. I'd be happy to send you an invite! And you can follow me, my username is totallyturtle. 
Just don't judge all of the yumminess that I have pinned.
I sort of have a sweet tooth.

Here I Am

So here I am, back from the abyss of unmotivated pregnancy.
I've spent the past 9+ months baking, birthing, and feeding this little one.

But I'm back.
Wanting to get back on the proverbial bandwagon and get back in shape. 
To lose the pregnancy pounds and then some.
To start blogging again to keep myself accountable. 
To have a sense of fellowship, even if its only with my keyboard and the words on the screen, with someone else who is going through the same thing.


This time things will look different.
I have FOUR kids now. And they are my world.
So I'll probably talk about them more than I did before.
And I'll probably babble about the rest of my life more too.
Because I am more than just my weight.
More than just this journey.
And I want this to be about all of me.


Let's get on it!!

Slacker

I am a slacker.
Total slacker.
On most days you can find me getting out of bed at the very last minute to hurry my kids off to preschool, only to come home and do... nothing. Or to stroll the malls looking at all of the things that I wish I could have.
I have a list a million miles long that needs to get done.
But I have zero focus, and even less motivation.
My husband has been wonderful, and picks up the slack where I've been lacking. (Which is, um, everywhere)
But needless to say, I eat what I want, and have often turned to baking as a coping mechanism.
Baking things with a pound of butter.
I'd like to say that I'm trying to focus my life on something outside of myself right now.
But I can't.
Thus starting the downward spiral of decreasing motivation and lack of coping skills that currently define my life.
I can only pray that it will all be over in about 6 weeks, when baby number four finally decides to show up.
And then I'm back on the bandwagon.
But with bigger and better things planned.

Me. At a Water Park.

We have a water park by our house that has been around since I was a teenager.
I used to avoid it in high school because it meant that I had to walk around in a bathing suit with all of my less chubby friends.
I'd gone a couple of times, but not quite as much as my Husband.
He had a season pass almost every year, so he has great childhood memories of summer days at the park.
I kind of just assumed that our kids would grow up spending their days there as well.
Until the word came that it was closing due to an endlessly increasing land lease.
So we scored some passes (for free) for one last trip to the water park.
We took the big kids (who are 3 and 4), and left littlest man at home.
And I spent the whole day in my bathing suit.
As in walking around, uncovered, in my bathing suit.

And I was a little bit uncomfortable.
But for the most part, proud of myself for who I am now.
Because although I know that it was not a pretty sight, I didn't really care as much.
I was there to let my kids make a memory.
And that meant way more to me than worrying about how I looked at the water park.

Where am I?

I haven't been writing because I haven't had much exciting stuff going on around here.
I am exhausted, all the time.


I am eating poorly.
I am being lazy not working out, at all.
And I'm pretty much always in a foul mood.
Probably because of the above.


Kid #2 is potty training.
And while days 1-5 went well, day 8? Not so much. 12pm.
Fourth pair of chonies.
Switching to diapers to maintain my sanity, and an uninjured child.
Because the whole exhaustion thing?
Leaves mommy grumpy, and impatient.


And the truly sucky thing?
I totally know that my attitude sucks, and that I could make a choice to deal with things better right now.
And yet every single day I make a different choice.


I totally know that eating better, and working out, and even choosing to be happy would change my life right now.
But I'm not doing it.
So that's where I am.


How are you doing?

Monday Motivation

Today's post brings a different kind of motivation, not in the form of a quote that resonates for some, but in words that I would hope bring truth to all.
That I think all of us can relate to.
That struck a chord with me.

This post was awesome. Go read it, and be proud of who you are and where you are right now.
Because we are all different. And we are all beautiful.
18 weeks pregnant and 5 pounds heavier and everything.

You're Beautiful

Just a little reminder that you're beautiful.
In the words of Mercy Me.