Before the cold really set in, we decided to take a walk to the park.
One of the awesome things about homeschooling is having free run of the park.
That gives Finn the freedom to play without feeling like he’s either too old or making younger children feel awkward.
Apparently Thadd takes swinging very seriously. Riding in the stroller, on the other hand…
I went on a little Pinterest binge a couple days ago looking for ideas to help clear my refashion stash. Saturday night I decided to make a pair of yoga pants out of a t-shirt using this tutorial. I wear a size eight on average, and used an XL adult t-shirt.
I did make a few changes to the design. First, instead of cutting the shirt down the middle, I cut it down the sides from the middle of the underarm to the hem. This also means you’ll have an inseam and no side seams. That keeps any design on the front or back intact and moves them to the hips. For the waistband, I cut the underarm seam from the sleeves and squared them up to be two equal rectangles, leaving the hem intact. I sewed the short sides together making a big, short tube from the sleeves. I then put the tube inside the waist of the pants with the pants right side out and the right side of the tube facing the inside of the pants. The raw edge of the tube lines up with the raw edge of the pants. I serged the top together like that. This made it so when the tube is folded down to the outside, the seam is covered.
Sorry for the awkward pictures. No one was around to take the pictures and Doctor Who was about to start.
I sewed it all on my serger and it took less than ten minutes. I probably should have added two minutes and switched from white to black thread. Or not.
They are a little loose at the waist. If I were planning to actually do yoga or wear them in public I should probably add some elastic at the seam. Since they will probably be used mainly for watching Doctor Who while sitting on the sofa, I probably won’t bother.
I carried my camera around all day yesterday hoping to get some cute photos. I took zero pictures. Today I left my camera home. We went to Mc Donald’s for breakfast and let Finn play in the play place while Beckett sat at the table in a high chair feeding himself Cheerios and sharing bites of my oatmeal. Then Chris and I took turns taking B to the toddler play area and let him play for the first time. Totally no photo ops there. I am so glad I removed the few ounces of camera weight from my bag last night. smh.
With Halloween over and two more eating holidays to go, I’ve decided it’s time to concentrate on losing the rest of my leftovers from Beckett. (Feel free to laugh now.) I’ve come to this conclusion because, rather than sit at a comfortable-ish plateau, I seem to be gaining a bit. My joints are already achy enough from carrying Beckett around and the extra baby weight I’m carrying. I don’t need to add to it. Besides, I don’t think it counts as baby weight if you gain it after the baby is born.
To start, I’m going back to Spark People and tracking everything I eat. That was a big part of what helped me lose weight before Beckett. Also, since Beckett still nurses for most of his food, I need that information to find the balance between losing weight and maintaining my supply.
The other thing that helped last time was my elliptical. I love my elliptical. My joints, however, do not. Until they recoup completely from the stretching and wear and tear from pregnancy (or I figure out what is actually causing my joint pain) I am going to have to find some other exercise. Most weekdays I walk a total of 1.6 miles to and from Finn’s school, but that hasn’t helped much. If anything, I’ve started gaining since we started walking. Whatever I do, it will have to be really low impact. Too bad I don’t have access to a pool. And a babysitter.
If anyone wants to join me on Spark People, I’m sophiecls. I don’t share my actual food details because I’m a little weirded out by random strangers knowing exactly what I eat in a day. Also, I think it’s easier to be brutally honest when I know I’m the only one who will see when I overindulge.