Playing Ketchup and (lacking) Motivation
Hey there! Sorry, dropped off the face of the blog world for a while. Which means that it’s time to play ketchup with a big ol’ photo dump. 😉
We had some really nice warm weather this weekend, which we took advantage of with a trip to the park, a walk to a birthday party (LOVE that we can walk to a lot from our house now– I can’t wait for spring and summer when we can consistently walk places; plus, next year, Lila and Charlie will both be at a new school within walking distance– yay!), and lots of play in the backyard:
I got a kiss from my valentine. 😉
That’s not true, of course– like all babies, he definitely has his moments. But overall we’ve been blessed with a very easy, easy-going baby. Now that he’s getting older and turning more into a little person, I’ll be interested to see how his personality continues to develop. Right now, all he wants to do is smile and coo and cuddle– it’s a rough life.
I’d say that the only bad thing right now about having such a sweet, snuggly little guy is that it makes it SO easy to just want to stay home ALL day ERR day, snuggling in a chair under a big blanket, watching hour after hour of various Kardashian television shows. This is something I now do on the regular. And on the one hand, it’s glorious. But on the other hand, I definitely feel like my “bounce back” after baby has been significantly slower this time around. Part of that, I think, is just the time of year that Lila was born versus Charlie– after Lila’s birth in April, I couldn’t wait to get outside and get moving. We took so many walks every day, partially because the weather was nice and partially because it was one of the only things that would get her to stop screaming.
But since Charlie was born in November, I feel like I’ve settled in for a nice, warm, snuggly hibernation. Again, it’s kind of nice. But it would also be nice to fit into my jeans again. I’m about eight pounds away from where I’d like to be. Which is an especially sucky number, because it feels so small– it seems like it should be easy to lose those last final pounds, but man, it is NOT. And eight pounds is basically *just* enough that a lot of my clothes feel really uncomfortable on me…but not so much that I feel the need to go out and buy new clothes, because surely I’ll lose that weight soon, right?
I guess the truth is that if I really cared that much about losing those last pounds, I could do any number of things…I could stop drinking a glass (or two or three) of wine every night, or I could give up my nightly chocolate. I could go on more walks and watch less Kardashian drama.
But every time I think about this stuff, I just feel kind of…meh. The motivation just isn’t there. And that’s hard, because when the motivation isn’t there, every decision feels so HARD. You know how it is when you hit a great motivational stride and eating healthy and prioritizing exercise just feels so EASY? I love that feeling. I definitely don’t have that feeling right now. I keep thinking maybe it will hit me in the spring when the weather warms up a bit.
Sigh. Do you have any tricks for harnessing that motivation? Part of me feels like it will just take time and I should just be patient. But on the other hand, if you just sit around waiting for motivation to “hit you,”…well, that may never happen.