How This Mama Got Her Groove Back!

It is the heart of winter and I am already dreading swim suit season! Loosing weight after LP was born was not as easy as I thought it was going to be. It has been almost three years since my Little Pumpkin entered this world and I have not lost the weight.  So I decided to change things.

Back Story

Before I got married I weighted 180 pounds

Before wedding

September 2009

The winter before my wedding (December of 2009) I decided to look the best I have ever looked for my wedding (I have always been the bigger girl growing up). So I buckled down and started eating right. Whole grain everything, healthy snacks, no pop and one cheat day. Once I got that down I joined a gym. I started working out once a week, after two weeks twice a week, after another two weeks three times a week until I was going four times a week. Through out the day I would find ways to work out. Squats while folding laundry, taking the stairs instead of the elevator things like that.

I lost 40 pounds by doing all of this by my wedding (July 2010)


The week before my wedding July 2009

So I decided I am going to get back to my past glory and get back to the weight I was on my wedding day 140 pounds. I have already switched my diet back to how I should be eating, so now it’s time to start working out.

Things have changed since I lost the weight the first time. I have no free time and I have a kid now. Solution: I quit the gym I was going to once a month and bought an elliptical, a yoga tDVD and “30 Day Shred” with Jillian Michaels DVD.

I have decided to bring you along for my journey and if you would like to join me Comment your progress in the comments on my blog posts and follow my daily routines on my Facebook Page  Letjoy Cloth Diapers.

Happy Work out 🙂


Gay Rights or Human Rights

Let me just start this post off by saying I am Pro gay rights. Now let me tell you the back story of why I am.

Growing up my parents always taught me to treat people how you want to be treated no matter who they are.  As I grew up I really never thought about that topic, I grew up in a small town and everyone knew everyone pretty much. When I became a teen I experienced something I had never before. My mother was a Brazilian native and  a very active member of our town. She was a teacher full-time teaching English as a second langue and she worked at the local YMCA after school hours. One day after school I drove to the YMCA to see my mom for something (probably to get money for something but I don’t recall). As I walked up my mom was standing out side with two little boys about 10ish. My mom told me how the two boys had trashed the bathroom and we suspended from the YMCA for a week and she was waiting with the boys for their mom to pick them up and to talk to her about it. Soon the mom showed up and I stood off to the side to give my mother and the lady some privacy to talk. Soon the lady was demanding to talk to the person in charge, my mom informed her that she was in charge that day, this lady then started to yell at my mom about how she didn’t know anything because she (my mother) was a stupid spic. I will never for get how that made me feel, for someone to thing it is ok to treat someone like that just because they are different I knew from that moment that I would always treat others with respect no matter their skin color, beliefs, or sex orientation.

In my life I have had gay people in my life, the first person I ever knew who was openly gay was my oldest sisters roommate and friend. He would visit with my sister when she came home and he soon became a good family friend. When I moved to the cities (Minneapolis, st Paul  I soon became friends with many new people including a few gay people. fast forward to when I was 25 years old. My mother told me that when her first husband died her best friend at the time (a gay man) was so concerned about my mom and my older sisters well-being that he offered to marry my mom and take care of them (at those times that was the only way for a gay man to have a family). My mom although she appreciated his offer declined. months later while my mom was visiting friends and family in Brazil became sick and I went to Brazil to see her and be with her at her death-bed. While in Brazil I discovered that my grandfather the man who raised my mother was not my bio grandpa. I guess my grandmother left my grandfather while she was pregnant with my mother. Her employer (a gay man) offered to let my grandma live with him and he would support her and her unborn child as long as he could raise the baby as his own because he had always wanted a child. My mom loved her father I am not sure if she knew growing up of her “father” and mothers arrangement but as an adult she knew and it didn’t matter, he was dad, and he was my grandpa. My husband’s brother is a gay man and lives with is partner and have a very normal marriage (even though it’s not legal in Minnesota I say they are married). I am happy that my children will grow up being exposed to a non traditional family, it makes me proud to have such wonderful people in my family both my brothers in law and my grandfather, because really defining them as gay men comes short of who they are.

With all this talk on gay right this week I can’t help but share my views on the topic. It’s not gay rights at all it human rights in my book. All americans should have the same rights. No matter if you are a man, a women, black or white. It doesn’t matter everyone legal has to be treated the same (not saying that short falls don’t happen). So why does this not include who we marry. I could not imagine a world where I could not marry my husband a man who I love with my whole heart and soul. So I don’t thing it’s fair that others can’t. Not so long ago blacks could not marry whites you tell kids that now and they are so confused on what the issue was back then on that topic because blacks and whites are now equal. I hope someday my grand children will look at the topic of gay marriage in their history books and think “what was the big deal, why couldn’t they get married?”

While I am respectful of people’s beliefs and views this is one topic I will not budge.

I have heard it all:

  • “It says in the bible that’s its wrong”  yeah well so is mixing fibers when you wear them (cotton and polyester for example) in fact pretty sure those two topics are addressed in the same section. in the bible. I think if God is all knowing and all forgiving why would god not want two good people who love each other  not to be together.
  • “Making gay marriage legal will affect my child” really this is so weak, you can’t make someone gay you are born that way, knowing that gay people can be married is not going to fuck up your child. I’m fine and I have had some very good men who happen to be gay in my life as a child.
  • And the one I hate the most of all ” If gay people can get married next people who want to marry an animal will have an argument to make it legal.” OK first fuck you and second you are comparing two consenting adult human beings and an animal. That there makes you a horrible person if you think that way.

Gay people are just that People, And no person should feel like a second class citizen because of their class, skin color, sex, or sexual orientation.

Well that was my rant on the subject and thank you for taking the time to read it.\

Happy equal rights for all 🙂

I sleep where I want to sleep

LP is 21 months and it seems as if she has already entered her terrible twos. Her temper tantrums are getting worse and more often. All week she has been waking up in the night and throwing temper tantrums for no reason. This goes on for hours every night. I am at my wit’s end.

The other night LP ran to the couch and wanted to sleep on the couch. Our home is baby proofed so I was ok with it as long as I got to sleep. I left LP bedroom door open just in case she wanted to go back to her room. In the morning I awoke to LP gone. Thinking she went to her bedroom I went to go check on her. This is what I found in the hallway.


Parenting is hard but sometimes you just have to sit back and laugh.

happy parenting 🙂

Screwing up your kids, it’s a reqirement

I have been thinking about a few different topics to write about, teething, amber necklaces, and some other informative topics. Today I want to take this time to talk about the lighter, funnier side of being a parent. Stories from both my experiences as a parent and experiences from being my parent’s child. To warn you this post is going to be funny, sarcastic, and probably a little offensive. you have been warned.

Oh and dad if you are reading this I love you and you did an amazing job raising us kids. This is just poking fun at our experiences. Please take this that way.

Growing up I was the oldest of six kids (second oldest of seven but my older sister is 13 years older than I am and moved out of the house when I was four).  I like to think that I am a lot like my parents were when they were young. Always up for good company and a good time. I have older parents my mom was about 40 when she had me and my dad was a bit older than that. Growing up my siblings and I were allowed to run around the neighborhood with out an adult (it was different times back then and I grew up in a small town) but for the most part I think my parents wanted us kids to grow up independent and so they took that and applied it to their parenting style (something that I too have applied to my parenting style). It is still a wonder how all of us kids survived looking back I remember things from the perspective of a child. Going in to public with six kids all with in 5 years of each other must have been a hand full, but I remember mom and dad yelling at one of us to behave, or to stop that, or to be quiet. Being the oldest I was always so embarrassed because where ever we were we always drew attention. Now that I am a parent I see a lot of my parents style of parenting in mine. By no means am I going to have six kids but I do have a more lax style of parenting then lets say my in-laws.

Example: going through some old pictures I come across a picture of my sister at the top of a fully extended extension ladder she couldn’t have been more than five years old. I turn to my dad and say I love that your first reaction is to grab a camera and take a picture, mom most not have been home that day. No wonder you had so many kids, you didn’t think we would all survive to adult hood” he laughed but to be honest I remember my dad working on the roof of the house and him taking me up on the roof and teaching me how to walk on a roof. I was about six. But that’s the way it was, he grow up on a farm and had to work on the farm as a child. the things he learned he taught us. Although a lot of my storied of my child hood would have cps called now a days, I am thankful for my childhood it made me who I am.

With LP she is my dads granddaughter for sure. When I look at her I can just see the wheels turning, figuring out how she can get in to mischief. One morning we went in to the playroom and I feel asleep on the couch. LP was learning how to share food, so I woke up to her trying to feed me something, I woke up thinking where did you find food. No it wasn’t food, it was poop from her diaper. That’s right, insert reaction here. As a parent you become accustomed to the gross things life throws at you. Poop is apart of your life now, it’s everywhere, and after a while it’s not as gross as before you had kids. My sisters (who are all childless) always are grossed out by things LP does or things that come out of her and they can’t believe that it doesn’t phase me. Trying to keep those little buggers clean is a never-ending battle and before you know it your kid is the one with peanut butter in her hair, snot dried up around her nose and food all over her shirt. You know what kid I am talknig about, the one you saw when you were childless and you thought to yourself  “man clean up your kid; when I have kids my kid will never look like that.” Well bam bitch you were wrong and that’s what you get for judging someone with kids when you don’t have any. Or going to a friend’s house who has kids and their house is trashed and you don’t understand why because you don’t  have kids…… well buddy that is your future because cleaning with a toddler is like brushing your teeth while eating Oreos, it doesn’t work.

When you are a parent especially a stay at home mom. you are constantly with your kids. you learn quick if you want to do things you have to bring your kids with and for SAHM’s a break from the kids are very few. Nap time is your favorite time of the day, closely followed by bed time. Nice relaxing showers are a thing of the past, that is if you even have time for a shower. You have a kid banging on the door yelling for you, sticking their little fingers underneath the door; that is if you are even alone in the bathroom. Oh and I hope you like company when you take a shit because that little bundle of joy is going to demand to be with you on your lap. Once you become a mom you no longer get the right to be alone. When you finally get the chance to get a break and you have a sitter and you get to go out with your friends, you feel like a bad parent. THERE IS NO WINNING!


When your child is born you think that the baby stage is going to be the hardest because you have to do every thing for them.Then they get to be toddlers and all of a sudden your cute daughter has an opinion and her new favorite word is “no” and no matter what  you do they will learn that word and they will use it day in and day out. She wants what she wants and if she doesn’t get it prepare for a full on temper tantrums. So you do your best and hope that you aren’t screwing up your child too much. Your baby falls off the bed or the couch (it happens) and after a while you think well so much for college for my Little one. Lp is very clumsy just like her mom. So she is always falling, hitting her head things like that, and you can help but make light of it. The funny thing is LP will fall and hit her head and you think that it will be followed with tears and sometimes it is but most of the time she pops up like a champ and continues playing, more than once other parents have laughed in amazement.

All of these things suck not going to lie. When your Little one wants to snuggle or does something cute and funny it’s so worth it.  Being a parent is hard. You do your best but in the end you end up screwing up your kid one way or the other. The best you can hope for is that they become a good person and a productive member of society.

Happy Parenting 🙂

542078_10100621043092068_1106867778_nBlue Eyes

I get stopped all the time in Public by strangers telling me how Beautiful LP is. Now all parents think their little one is the most beautiful child in the world but I submitted a photo to parents magazine just the same. Please vote for my little one. If she wins the money will go towards her future education. thank you

Happy Parenting 🙂


KONY 2012

I know this is a cloth diapers parenting blog and this post really isn’t like any other I have posted. As a blogger my gold is to put information out there and I want to give you some information. If you are a fellow blogger I encourage you to spread this to your readers. I saw a couple post on Facebook “KONY 2012” So I went to YouTube to find out what it was. I watched this video and the whole time I kept thinking how horrible it would be to live that life and what if that was LP. Here is the video that I watched (this film is 29 mins so you might want to sit and watch durring nap time or after the kiddos have gone to bed.). Post on Facebook, twitter, blog and spread the word. Let your voice be heard .Thank you

Happy Living 🙂

Coborns Delivers a Busy Moms Best Friend

I hate grocery shopping. I love it if I have time to relax and shop but that never happens anymore so it’s more of a hassle then anything. So I decided to try a grocery delivery service. I had seen the truck in our neighborhood go by our house for years but never thought to try it.

I AM IN LOVE!(Sorry Hubby) It took me 10 mins to get everything I needed and the next day everything was delivered to my door.

Since I am a new customer I get 90 days of free delivery but after that they only add $5 to my grocery bill. It is so much easier to buy things on sale with out searching high and low to get the best deals to save money. To me this service is amazing and worth it. I only wish that would have tried this sooner. I talked to Hubby and told him that I was going to order our grocery online for now on. You can save your regular items to a list then just add the things you also need. Cuts your shopping time so much you have time to do other things and as a busy mommy this is great!

Hubby usually does the grocery shopping, but before LP came along I was the one who did the shopping. I made sure that I bought things that I could make from scratch and tried not to buy box meals. Well hubby loves those quick box meals so I am happy to take the shopping over again!

 Happy Living 🙂

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