Potty Business

So we have begun the potty business!

It wasn't my decision it was all Emmi's. One morning about 2 weeks ago she asked to wear her big girl panties. I told her that she hasn't learned how to wear them yet. Well, she proceeded to beg and beg. I finally gave in and let her wear them. To put it short....she hasn't gone back to diapers from that day. We have had our hooray party in the bathroom. She has gotten many new books for rewards, and her favorite was the trip to McDonalds for lunch. Hard part is that now she wants a reward for every trip to the potty. Which is about every hour. Dang....she is going to break the bank. Or, it means M&Ms every morning for breakfast. I guess you gotta do what you gotta do.

I feel like I shouldn't get too excited about it, but I am. I am so proud of her for being such a big girl. I sometimes get frustrated when she has an accident, but I just have to know that it is going to happen. And believe me we have had our fair share of them, but she has done amazing. We just pray she doesn't reneg on the whole idea.

Week 6.....and feeling like......

DUMP!!!


So here I have been busting my ever living butt for freaking 6 weeks, and not one thing has happened. I literally have not missed a workout. Nope.....nada uno. I have been eating super super good. Besides a cheat here and there. Ok.....wait I lied. I did have a spectacular lunch with friends that will be blogged about because it was the best indulgence lunch I have ever had, but hey.....cut me some slack.

But here is the thing. I have lost only 2 pounds. I still have my doughnut, my cheesy thighs and the never ending back fat. I know this blog post is pretty explicit. Keep reading at your own risk. I have my gross, never to be revealed before photos posted randomly around the house to keep my eye on my goal. It has motivated me to keep going, to do my workouts when I am absolutely so tired, or to not eat the cookies, icecream, or snacks that are lying around. But, how much longer can I keep this up when I don't see a single ounce of result. Ok....I lied again. I may feel a wee bit stronger, and maybe a little more energy and healthier. But, man throw me a bone. Let me see some fat flee my body.

I don't want to feel defeated. I won't quit. This is a lifestyle change, not a means to an end. I will keep going. I still am having my weekly appointment for my back so my pain is being managed ok. I just want to stay motivated which I am finding rather difficult.

Please help me not feel like a piece of dump. Tell me I'm going to see some change and not doing this for nothing. Any words of encouragement would be appreciated.

Sister Loves Brother!

The story about 2 months ago was that big sister was jealous of baby brother. Big sister would sit on baby brothers face or lap. Sister would jump around brother to maybe luckily step on a hand, head or foot to get a good cry. Sister would push brothers swing so hard in hopes to fly him to the moon. Sister would cry, kick, hit, and yell to bring all attention back to her and away from Brother.

We can now say that things have slightly changed in the Birkeland home. Sister has mellowed out a BIT, and we are getting back to our routine. ThAnK GoOdNeSs!

Sister is now LoViNg her Brother!

Emmi loves to hold her baby brother!

Emmi loves to have Jack in her bed in the morning! Don't you love morning eyes?

You can probably guess who stuck these stickers all over Jack's face!