Candy . . .

So this is how I have been feeling this week. . . Or maybe, every week. I absolutely cannot stop eating the m&m's that I have at school for my students. HELP!

Rainy, stormy, dreary Monday

Today was a good day, even though it was a rainy, cloudy, stormy, dreary Monday, and Howard Roosa was humid and hot inside, even with some of the windows open. I was dripping with sweat while teaching, especially in my third grade classroom--pleasant, I know. I don't know if it was the weather or my smell, but half of that class felt the desire to sleep, while I was teaching. We were reviewing our tests from Friday and kids were nodding off left and right. Were they bored? Maybe! But did they know the stuff? No! Not sure how I could have made it more exciting without singing and dancing in the front of the room. Maybe I could have stood on my head? Who knows...

Four of the fourth graders that I work with today told me that they had put together a committee to talk to the principal about letting me stay when the teacher who is on maternity leave comes back. I was proud of them for coming up with the word 'committee.' I will have to go back and visit them once my time at HR comes to an end.

I have come to the conclusion that married life is, at times, not good for my healthy eating habits. Slushies and Papa Johns Pizza just to name a few reasons.. I gotta kick the 'I'll do better tomorrow' attitude out of my head, and I need to do better now. Tracking my eating habits has helped me to realize that my eating habits are fine until after school and after my workout. Then I just want to eat everything in my sight, and sometimes even in my house. So, I am trying to figure out what to do to stop the ravenous afternoon eating. Any ideas? I would say I eat close to 2/3 of my daily calories at night. Woah!!

Anyway, today was a good day. Tonight Josh and I ordered pizza, and I did some house work. We also just sat around and did nothing. This is not something that normally happens for us. We are not as busy as we were in Seymour, but in some ways, I miss the busyness of spending time with the littles, helping with AWANA, and such. I am ready to begin serving here, and excited to get more involved in our church.

Anyway,
Have a good week everyone!

Natalie

Day 17

This weekend was wonderful. Not only was it wonderful, but I actually feel rested and ready for teaching tomorrow. Yay.

Here is a snapshot of the weekend...
*Heather Jo came and spent the whole weekend with us!
*Went to Illinois and spent some time with family. . sadly, did not get to see Katie E.
*Saw HOP with Josh, Beth, Ashlee, Sunny, and Heather Jo.
*31 party at Erin's house
*Hacienda with friends
*Church at Crossroads
*Grilling out and hiking with Josh
*Marriage small group
Okay, So I know it is way past day 17, but for blogging purposes, since the last day I did the Made to Crave blog was Day 17.

Day 17: Don’t Fence Me In!

Based on Chapter 15 of Made to Crave by Lysa TerKeurst

 Thought for the Day: Boundaries are not restrictive fences meant to keep you from enjoying life, but gifts from a God who cares about your well-being.

When you think of the words no, boundaries, and limitation, do they stir up feelings of deprivation and resistance in you? I know that is how I feel sometimes. Lysa speaks of how she has learned to embrace the boundaries of the healthy eating plan that she chose. She has chosen to see these limits as parameters that define her freedom. It does seem much more pleasant when you look at it that way. Here is a story that Lysa shares in her book:

"I learned this principle through my sweet, little dog, Chelsea, who isn’t the brightest canine around cars. She’s obsessed with trying to attack the tires crunching against our gravel driveway inside our fenced-in yard. As a result, she had an unfortunate encounter with a moving vehicle about the same time I started my healthy eating plan.

 After Chelsea’s injury, the vet informed us that helping her heal meant we’d have to keep her calm for three weeks. This recommendation sounded crazy considering it’s hard to keep Chelsea still for three minutes! Worse, she was forbidden to bite or pull at her bandages and stitches. So, the dreaded cone was placed around her neck to keep her injuries out of reach. 

As Chelsea healed, I was the master of her new limitations. She punished me with hours of whining and crying. She constantly tried to escape through our fence and kept snapping at her bandages. However, my love for this dog wouldn’t permit me to let her to harm herself. Her brokenness couldn't handle that kind of freedom. Not yet.

 As I watched Chelsea struggle, I was struck by the way her situation applied to my issues with eating healthy. My brokenness couldn’t handle freedom with food outside the boundaries of my plan. Not yet. Eventually I would be able to add some things back into my diet in small quantities. But not yet." 

As women, our brokeness with food, often runs deep, so our healthy eating habits have to run even deeper.

Here are a few of the boundaries I’ve created to ensure success on my healthy eating adventures.

I can find ways to celebrate that don’t involve blowing my healthy eating plan.

If I am in a situation where the temptation is overwhelming, I will have to choose either to remove the temptation or remove myself from the situation.

Struggling with my weight isn’t a curse from God. Being overweight is an outside indication that internal changes are needed for my body to function properly and for me to feel well.

"I’ve learned that boundaries aren’t restrictive fences meant to keep us from enjoying life, but gifts from a God who cares about our well-being. Whether you are staring at a party hors d’oeuvre table of all things cheesy, or ready to bite your friend’s head off as she reminds you of the healthy eating plan you chose, I pray these boundaries help you like they’ve helped me."