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Jack is Four

Jack turned four years old last weekend, and we celebrated with pizza, cake, ice cream, balloons, presents, and MONSTER JAM! We had a total blast, and as of yesterday, we’re still recovering.

My plan, (don’t laugh) is that now Jack is four, to start making him sit for practical homeschool lessons. We’ve been focusing on letters and numbers, what they are, where they go, and who they belong to for much of this past year. I’d like to advance into handwriting this year.

Jack draws, he draws cute little stick people, but that’s a relatively recent development.

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I got him a new chapter book for his birthday, I read it to him, of course, and the lack of pictures tortures him but it impressed by the presence of so many letters.

Jack is still really into vehicles and play acting. He’s always acting out little scenes and monologues and telling us stories, and that’s how he processes new information and stores it in memory. He also likes to teach his little-stuffed animals their colors and numbers etc., and it’s adorable.

Anyway, here are some pictures of us from the last few weeks.

 

 

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My Winter Break is Nearly Over.

My winter break is nearly over, but I have some more pictures of Jack to share. He’ll be four this spring, and he wants to go to Monster Jam again, and he has asked me for a camera so that he can take pictures.

I think he’ll get both.

Love It Or Lose It: My Struggle with Body Positivity.

My body and I aren’t getting along. I can’t even look in the mirror most days. I’m soft and doughy. I have no problem with curves or being plus size. I don’t have a flat stomach though, and my body lacks tone.

Right now my stomach looks pregnant. But it’s not. I don’t even feel like I have a right to use Jack as an excuse for this momma’s tummy because he was under 3lbs at birth.

My husband loves me for me, no matter what. While I appreciate that sentiment and love him even more for his continued expression of it, it still doesn’t help with my body issues.

I was complaining to my good friend Liz the other day, about my lack of body positivity regarding my extra weight and she said something that did help. She said, “you have to decide to love it or lose it.”

Go ahead and file that one under real talk.

I’ve decided to take my friends advice, sort of because I’m gonna love it, and lose it. I have to accept the fact that loving my body means caring for it somehow and I need to lose this unhealthy feeling.

I don’t want to focus on any specific weight goals though, mostly I just want to focus on making more mindful decisions about what I eat and drink. Explicitly avoiding snacking, eating while bored, and chocolate in mass quantities.

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January 15th, 2018

Initially, I had planned to share my struggle with you all in the form of weekly accountability posts, but that’s canceled. I have decided that I don’t owe any of you a peek at my vulnerability or access into all of the details of my journey, so we’ll just see what I post when I post it.

However, if you have a story or tips to share, please feel free to share them in the comments.