New Year Goal
This isn't really a New Year Goal, but what do you call a post when you haven't written in weeks, and you just want to write again, but don't really know where to begin? I picked New Year Goal, even though I've been working on this particular goal since October. Anyway.... So what I was thinking about is the fact that I have entered a new and terrible phase of my life: a weight struggle. I spent the first thirty-two years of my life--with the exception of a couple of really awkward years in middle school (but I don't like thinking about those), ahem --being able to eat literally Anything I Wanted without gaining an ounce. Don't throw things at me! That is no longer the case. I breezed through Noah's pregnancy, and all the extra weight I gained just fell off after the first 6 weeks. Then I had Seth, and, well, I'm still hanging on to extra pounds from him. Or actually, what I realized in early October was that I was just telling myself it was