Today is my wee man's first birthday. We spent the late afternoon/evening in the emergency room with him, figuring out that he has an ear infection and mild dehydration. He had to get an IV, which is a torturous experience for a baby -- and for his mom. I promised myself I wouldn't cry when it happened, and I didn't. But I did cry in the car on the way there, knowing what would probably happen. There are things you have to do as a parent that cause real pain to your child, but they're for the greater good. I guess I never fully appreciated how hard those things would be to do.
Despite the turmoil of the day, I was still able to stay on target with the diet. It helps that I dropped a little more weight at my weigh-in, but I won't say it was completely easy. And it will get harder when I go to the myriad family events we have through the year. I feel good about the decision to do the diet, though, and I feel I have a ton of really great reasons to make the changes I'm making. This is going to work. I'm going to make it work.
In honor of little John's birthday, he's my reason for today. Becoming a mom has been an incredible experience. People tell you how much your life will change, but you still can't anticipate how it will change until you've done it. I used to think my mom was overly emotional. Now I understand how loving leaves you vulnerable. I want to lose weight because I want to be able to be the best Mom I can be, and part of that means being physically able to nurture him. I want to be able to play with my son, to go on long walks without feeling exhausted, to have the energy to enjoy him and to support his growth.
That's a pretty good reason, in my book.
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