Being a stay-at-home Nana has been a joy 99.999% of the time. I wasn’t able to stay home with my daughters when they were little, so it’s been amazing watching Baby C unfold from a tiny preemie to a big boy. However, as triumphant as watching each milestone was, there was part of me that had to hugely adjust to being home with a baby all day. After all, my daughter’s schedule as a resident physician can only be described as grueling. Her 16 hour a day shifts, coupled with my son-in-law’s odd work hours, often left me watching him for much longer than a traditional work day. Things happened that I didn’t imagine. Any sort of routine or self-care schedule that I’d established basically became non-existent. I became a greasy haired, yoga pants wearing woman, in an oversized spit up covered tee-shirt. My food plan of five small high protein meals per day dissolved to grabbing whatever seemed semi-edible from my fridge or pantry Exercise, beyond walking and bouncing a wailing baby, went out the window, as did, reading, blogging, hanging out with friends, crafting and most things that I’d used as a substitute for overeating. I began speaking fluent Sesame Street (not a bad thing) and forgot how to have an interesting conversation. Though my snuggle and love ratio increased, my weight management plan rolled out the door like a trashcan full of dirty diapers and I gained weight; 35 pounds to be exact.
I’d committed to watching Baby C his first year of life, however finding just the right daycare didn’t happen until he turned 18 months old. As soon as he began his first week there, I scanned my closet for something non-grubby to wear and went directly to my weight management physician and to the weight management trainers at the wellness center. Last week, I entered a comprehensive weight maintenance program and yesterday my weigh-in revealed a 4.5 pound weight loss! I’m proud of making progress and even prouder that I’m catching myself before my weight spirals too out of control. Having to lose 30.5 pounds sure seems more doable than my previous goal of nearly 100 pounds. Fortunately, instead of starting at square one, I’ve glided on to square two!
Life is a constant recalibration to find the perfect balance. I’m still spending plenty of time with my awesome grandson, but it’s more quality than quantity. I’m back to making glass art that’s more intricate than before. I’m back to having time to nurture my relationship with my husband and friends. I’m also back to posting on WordPress and, oh-so-hopefully reconnecting with the wonderful friends I’ve made on here over the years!
So, friends, how have you been? 🙂