Healthy Kick.

So Mitch and I are trying to pick up more of a healthier lifestyle. During pregnancy, I wasn't exactly the healthiest eater. Don't get me wrong, I ate what I needed to be healthy but wasn't one to turn down any treat I was craving. Now that I am not pregnant, I am realizing the extra pounds don't wear as well. In our house, we are taking two big steps to change our choices.

Step 1: We joined the new Family Wellness center that opened a few days ago. It is an amazing facility with lots of workout options. (By the way I am really feeling that workout of mine I did last night)

Step 2: Menu Plan. Previously, we would end up eating unhealthy junk or going out to eat because I didn't have any idea what to make to eat or didn't have the supplies on hand. My solution to the problem was to come up with a menu for suppers so that I can plan ahead and have no excuses! My original idea was to plan by the month but only had a small frame on hand and so I decided to plan by the week. Realistically this is a better idea since last minute meetings and shoots come up, therefore having me reshuffle our menu a little. Plus, it's easier to pick up ingredients and be able to buy fresh ones if I am only planning for the week.

Here is the menu I made:

A close-up view:

All you need is:

A picture frame (I used a 12x12 one)

1 piece of Scrapbook Paper

A dri-erase marker

Tah-dah! Here's to good health :)

 And no this is not my vow to never eat treats again--I'm realistic :)

Big boy Houdini.

It was a day of adventure for our little Jack.

Poor little guy busted out of his swaddle in the night to scratch his face (also dealing with some eczema lately which breaks my heart).
Anyways, here is the result of his houdini swaddle work. :( (notice the mittens now)

Poor little guy. Looks like he has road rash. I am finding out that even though he has no worries or hurt from those scratches, they make me hurt to see them.

The other adventure for Jack was going to daycare today. I had my first visit to the gym since pre-pregnancy. (Ouch! by the way) Little Jack wasn't quite sure what to think of his short visit at the gym but was glad to be back home with a bottle.