Haddie is 2 months old!

It's amazing how fast time is flying with our sweet, baby girl!  I am continuing to learn so much about selflessness and grace, and Haddie is learning so much about what being a human on this planet is all about.  Really, she's a very happy baby.  She's had a stuffy nose for over a week, and she's still just as pleasant as ever. :)

What Haddie is doing and learning ...
Smiling so much more - yay! And she smiles at her mama the most - double yay! ~ Sleeping an average of 6-8 hours a night - yay! ~ Has had an incredibly stuffy nose for over a week now - boo! ~ Has been wearing pretty much only 3-month old clothes since she was 6 weeks old ~ Is eating 4-5 ounces at most feedings ~ Has been falling asleep during almost every feeding over the past several days ~ mostly only takes cat naps during the day ~ Her attention span is growing ... swinging the whole time I'm cooking dinner, rocking in her rock 'n play for several minutes at a time to give mommy's arms a break, and laying on her back, kicking in her crib while mommy gets a few things done here and there ~ Taking in her surroundings more ~ Can see at further distances ~ noticing people more ... especially her mommy (I don't mind that!) ~ Sitting up stronger when you help hold her up

What Mommy is doing and learning ...
Enjoying Haddie's smiles and growing attention span ~ Sad I can do nothing to help Haddie's stuffy nose ... I've asked the doctor a couple of times ~ Loving holding Haddie even more these days ~ Loving watching Haddie look around and take in her surroundings ~ learning that self-condemnation can no longer be a way of life ~ learning that it's normal to not wanna sacrifice time, energy, sleep, etc. for your baby at times ... that I should work at being less selfish but not beat myself to a pulp every single time I am selfish ~ learning that Jesus already died for all of my selfishness, ungratefulness, and unfaithfulness ... now, I just need to let go and live for Him ~ still trying to find the balance between doing what I think I should be doing and what's really most important ~ still trying to make more consistent quality time with the Lord ~ missing the time I had with Darrell before Haddie but loving being parents together ~ missing game nights with Darrell and my friends ~ praying for endurance for Darrell and his job at Pepsi ~ praying for direction about our future ~ grateful I get to stay home with my baby girl everyday ~ grateful for the incredible blessings God continues to give me every single day ~ grateful that God's mercies are new every single day

Hadassah's Birth Story

On Saturday, May 2, 2015, Darrell had to work, my dad was off to Panera for his morning bagel and reading time, and mom was working at The Porch.  So I took the morning to sleep in and putter around the house.  I spent the morning in prayer and doing my devotions ... I spent an extra long time in prayer, praying for and about Haddie - knowing she was due any day, praying about our struggle with Darrell's job, praying for my Darrell, praying for my fears about motherhood, praying that I would not be so hard on myself and that I would learn all that God wanted me to learn and become all that God wanted me to become ... I prayed about a lot of things. :)  After my quiet time, I fixed myself some lunch, walked on the treadmill for about 20 minutes, and then took a shower.  We had found out the day before that Darrell was scheduled to be off work on Sunday and Wednesday and Saturday of the coming week.  We also knew that he was allowed to take three "floating days" off of work when Haddie was to be born, so this specific week, he would only have to call off for one day ... if Haddie decided to show up this week.  So later that afternoon, I told God, "Well, Lord, I'm prayed up, showered up, and it's about the best schedule Darrell could have for Haddie's birth ... so if you'd be up for bringing her today, that would be awesome.  But all in your time, of course." ;)  Haha!  And guess what?  Darrell got home around 3pm that day, and my water broke around 4:20pm.  Who says God isn't cool???

It was a HUGE gush that I thought would never stop ... and I still wondered if my water really had broken.  Ha!  I guess I was in shock.  So Darrell and I kinda danced around the bedroom for a minute, trying to figure out what to do.  Darrell hopped in the shower while I called the hospital.  We packed up our (thankfully already packed) hospital bags full of way more than we needed (we came to find out later) and headed out.  Surprisingly, I was incredibly calm.  For those who know me well, this was a miracle!  But by the time I was told I was NOT gonna get to eat before we got to the hospital and some family called with some concerns they had about my lack of contractions after my water breaking, I was sobbing and trying not to let my quickly growing fears overtake me.  By the time I got checked in to the hospital and was hanging out in the triage room, I was so afraid I could barely stand it.  My tears were close to uncontrollable for quite a while, and they came and went until sometime after they got my IV in ... after THREE different sticks!  Geez, no wonder I couldn't stop crying, right? ... No, the nurses were very nice ... but can we get the specialized IV nurse for the first try instead of the third try next time?

I finally got some dinner around 8pm ... my last meal for over 24 hours.  And my contractions still hadn't started by 11pm, so they started me on a dissolvable pill to start my contractions for me.  I slept restlessly throughout the night and still had no feelable contractions by 5 or 6am, so they gave me the rest of the pill, and I started to feel some contractions by about 7am.  I got my epidural around 10am ... I only got to 4cm, and I was ready for it!  The epidural was a bit painful, but the anesthesiologist was amazing ... and I was so relaxed and didn't feel a thing over the next several hours.  Haddie must've been pretty comfortable where she was because I didn't start to push until a little after 5pm that night.  A huge wave of exhaustion hit me about 5 minutes before I started to push. I pushed for 3 hours ... sometime toward the beginning of hour two, I started to get incredibly discouraged because I felt like I was making no progress whatsoever.  And that discouragement quickly turned to fear, which then turned to panic.  And that's when Satan stepped in and had a hay day in my spirit!  For another hour, I pushed and cried and pushed and cried, and my fear was mounting.  Darrell was with me the whole time, and he was wonderful.  He kept telling me that everything was gonna be okay and that I was doing such a great job.  But I was so afraid.  Finally, I asked Darrell to have my mom and his mom come in to pray with us.  They prayed out loud while I sobbed. ... My epidural started to wear off by this point.  I had incredible pains under my belly ... contractions that I could definitely feel and gave me the urge to push like crazy!  Feeling that pain made me panic all the more.  I could deal with contraction pain, but what would it feel like to have (what I was about to find out was) an almost 9-pound baby come through that tiny hole!?  It may sound funny, but the pain of childbirth was my greatest fear of all, and that fear was paralyzing.  Thankfully, the anesthesiologist gave me some more pain medicine, so I didn't feel a thing when they had to vacuum my baby out and give me a stage three of four episiotomy. ... Through all the pushing and the vacuum, Haddie was amazing.  Her blood pressure never even wavered.  Unlike mom's ... when after Haddie was out, my blood pressure plummeted for what felt like several minutes.  My family told me I could have died.  I don't know about all that, but I definitely felt like I wanted to die during that time.  I remember talking to my mom after my blood pressure was back to mostly normal ... I was crying and asking her where Jesus had been.  I felt bad for my lack of faith, but I had prayed and prayed that Jesus would be in my delivery room, and with all that I went through, I didn't think He had been there.  But my mom said that Jesus WAS there ... that Satan had been fighting hard for me and my baby ... but Jesus was there, and Jesus had won.

It's difficult to really share what I went through because it was so traumatic for me but probably doesn't sound traumatic to anyone else when they hear about it.  All I know is that there was some hardcore spiritual warfare going on in my hospital room.  It started when I stepped in to that hospital, and it didn't start to slow down until at least Tuesday morning.  Sunday night and all day Monday was the worst experience of my life.  I can't describe the fear and feelings of failure and self-condemnation and hopelessness I felt during that time.  There were glimpses of joy when I got to hold my baby girl for the first time and when Darrell came and hugged and kissed me when it was all over.  But those hours in the hospital were the hardest of my life.  But what I feel the most guilty about, looking back, is that all of the trauma was in my mind.  The fear began because I was afraid of FEELING physical pain.  I was convinced that childbirth pain would be the worst pain of my life, and I wanted nothing to do with it.  That admission made me feel so incredibly selfish because I wasn't willing to go through something difficult to get my little girl.  And feeling selfish only fueled my fear.  And being fearful about pain (that I really, barely experienced) fueled my hysteria ... and Satan knew just how to attack me in the midst of it all.  If I had just trusted God and trusted the epidural, even, I would not have gone through all that I did.  I handled a lot of things badly during my pregnancy and during Haddie's birth.  And I will always regret that.  I am learning how selfish I am.  But I am also learning that I can do NOTHING without Jesus.  I am learning that I have to let go of my failures and let God pick up the slack.  He already died on the Cross and rose again for my selfishness and failures, so I don't have to keep beating myself up for them everyday.  I still have a long way to go in learning this lesson, but God's patience never runs out, and I am so, so thankful for that.  And I have to remember that growth is a PROCESS!  I HATE THAT!  But the process is what makes us more like Jesus.  So I have to learn to accept the process.

Trusting God is gonna be my greatest lesson in this new season of parenthood.  It already has been.  And I will keep trying to learn it day after day after day.  My Hadassah is so beautiful and precious and worth all the struggle I have been through to get her here.  I can't wait to learn and grow right alongside her.  We can learn about God's grace and trusting in Him together.  And so we shall.

Haddie is One Month Old!

Well, I wanna post a picture and blurb about our beautiful Hadassah Ruth once a month around her month birthday at least for her first year, but we'll see how that goes since I'm already late with the first one.  Haha!  We'll blame it on the fact that I'm a new mom, and Haddie is wonderful but a lot of work! ;)

Haddie turned a month old this past Sunday, on May 31st.  Craziness!  Everyone told me it would go by so fast and that she would change so much on a daily basis, and both of these things have been found true for our Haddie girl! :)

Haddie is learning lots of things these days and growing all the time!  In fact, we think she's going through a growth spurt already because she sleeps for longer periods of time and wants to be fed almost every moment she's awake.  Since we brought her home from the hospital, she's pretty much always given us 3-hour stretches for sleep overnight.  Occasionally, she'll only give us two ... sometimes, she'll give us 4 ... and once or twice, she has given us 5 hours of sleep all at once!!!  Haha!  Last night, she spent her first night in her own room - soooo excited about that!  We're still gonna use the baby monitor for a bit, and I only had to get up with her once.  She started lifting her head on her own before we even left the hospital and has only gotten stronger with it since.  So we're comfortable letting her sleep on her belly.  And let me just say, praise Jesus for tummy sleep!  She loves it and sleeps so well. :)

What Haddie is learning and doing ... sleeping in her own bed in her own room ~ tummy time/tummy sleep ~ lifting her head on her own without whacking mommy and daddy in the face with it ~ working on rolling over but just gets stuck on her side ~ eating 4 ounces of formula every 2-4 hours - yeah, she's gonna be a chunker! ~ learning she can't be held every moment she's awake (but not learning it all that well yet) ~ being mesmerized by lights and bright colors ~ likes looking out the window ~ likes being rocked in our arms but not in her swing ~ loves being with daddy ... daddy is so good at calming her down and playing with her (the best you can with a one-month-old) ~ going to granny and grampy's (Darrell's parents) just about every Friday night for a sleepover ~ falling asleep during every car ride ~ seems to like walks in the park - she's either taking in all the light and sights or sleeping ... both of these things say "like" to me!

What Mommy is learning and doing ... eating cold food ~ losing sleep ~ growing in her attitude about losing sleep ~ still checking to see if Haddie is breathing from time to time ~ using a baby monitor but doesn't really need it 'cause her "mommy sense" is working well ~ trying to not be so hard on herself all the time ~ learning to just enjoy Haddie and not worry about all that "needs to be done" ~ striving to fit in QUALITY times with the Lord while Haddie naps ... this is still a work in progress ~ trying to fit in some time for reading good books and failing at it ~ learning that formula is super expensive and barely lasts two days - ha! ~ learning that trusting God is the most important thing she can do with her life and Haddie's life ~ remembering on a regular basis how she can't get too attached to her own plans ~ learning Haddie's various cries and what they mean ~ learning to be patient during midnight wailing fests and early evening fussy times ~ loving just watching Haddie sleep in her arms ~ loving the short times that she and Haddie can just look into each other's eyes ~ wondering what Haddie is thinking ~ wondering if Haddie knows how much she loves her ~ loving the bond she and her hubby are creating through Haddie's life ~ loving to watch Darrell with Haddie - he is incredible with her! ~ loving to watch Haddie with all four of her grandparents - they are all absolutely smitten with her, and we are so grateful that she will know and love them and vice versa

God is definitely using this new season of life to challenge us, delight us, and teach us!  Let the adventure continue!

My Thoughts about Pregnancy

Wow!  I am a horrible blogger.  September 1, 2014???  That was my last post?  Too funny. ... I've been seeing my friend Emily's blog for so many months (over at The Thought Spot) ... she is a fantastic blogger ... blogging often and about her beautiful baby, Belle.  I won't try to reach her expertise and consistency, but I'm just a couple weeks away from having my own baby girl, and I've been thinking about recording some thoughts about my pregnancy before it's too late, and I'm no longer pregnant.

Yesterday, marked my 38th week of my first pregnancy.  Overall, my pregnancy has been fantastic ... from the standpoint of a healthy mama and a healthy baby ... but not so fantastic from this mama's perspective.  Haha!  Honestly, I really don't like being pregnant.  In the first 3 months, I wondered if I'd ever get pregnant again (as much as I have control over that!).  I was pretty confident I was pregnant by week three or four of my pregnancy.  I started having consistent cramping that kept me up at night for about a week and a half or so.  Then, once that went away, the nausea started in full swing ... the all day, all night kind ... not just morning sickness.  Darrell and I decided to give it a good 6 weeks before we took a pregnancy test just to be sure.  So the weekend of our 2nd year anniversary, I went in to his work (he worked at a health center at the time) to take a pregnancy test.  And yep, I was right!  Definitely pregnant with an expected due date of May 7, 2015.  Although I was already over the nausea, we were both elated and started telling everyone that weekend.

As the weeks went on, the nausea only got worse.  Let me just say that I was a big baby about it.  Many women go through much, much worse things in pregnancy and even worse nausea than I did.  But for a woman who pretty much always feels good, apart from a handful of migraines throughout the year, it was rough going to work and living life feeling awful all day and all night everyday.  And I did NOT handle it well.  From about weeks 5 through 13 or 14 of my pregnancy, I was nauseous constantly ... thank God, I finally got a hold of some nausea medicine, which helped tremendously, but I still felt bad a decent amount of the time.  To be quite honest, I was a selfish jerk during those weeks of pregnancy.  I cried a lot out of frustration and anger .... yes, I was even mad at God for allowing pregnancy to be so awful and for allowing ME to feel so bad.  Again, selfishness, I know.  I wasn't really even excited about the baby during that time, and it really started to affect Darrell.  I also struggled with lots of anxiety and self-condemnation.  I knew I was being selfish.  I knew I was not keeping the right perspective about my TEMPORARY suffering.  I constantly had thoughts like, "if I can't handle nausea, how am I gonna be a good mom to this baby?"  "If I can't be selfless when I feel ill for a time, then how am I gonna take care of this baby and raise her to rise above her own selfishness?"  "I'm going to be such a failure as a mom ... and I'm definitely being a failure as a wife right now!"  I worried and worried and was angry and felt guilty and battled my flesh and cried out to God and cried.  It wasn't as bad as I made it out to be, if we really get down to it.  But for me, those first few months of pregnancy were awful because I was in an awful place spiritually.

But God never gave up on me!  One Sunday morning, our worship leader read part of Psalm 27 before the singing began.  It spoke to me so much, so I went home, grabbed a handful of my Bible translations, and started reading, specifically, verses 13 and 14 in the NIV, ESV, NLT, NKJV, and NASB.  And the NASB did me in!

"I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.  Wait for the Lord; be strong and let your heart take courage; yes, wait for the Lord." (Psalm 27:13-14)

I read this translation, and I immediately burst into tears!  It was one of those leap-off-the-page-and-smack-you-in-the-head kind of moments with the Lord.  But it was a gentle smack. ;)  Probably better put, it was one of those moments when God really speaks His love and Truth into your heart, and it really sinks in.  He was gentle about it.  In that moment, I realized how I HAD been despairing.  I was despairing in my struggle with nausea, not seeing it as temporary but never-ending and making everything in my life more difficult.  I was despairing because I was not seeing the JOY of growing a human being, loved by God and loved by me and Darrell too.  Ultimately, I was despairing because I was NOT believing in God's goodness.  I did not see anything about being pregnant, growing a baby, starting a new adventure in my life, or anything else as being good.  And I wallowed in guilt about my selfish attitude.  So God, ever so gently, reminded me that day to REMEMBER HIS GOODNESS.  He sees me as good because I am His child.  He gave me and Darrell this baby, and that is good.  Our life with our little Haddie girl will be good and is already good.  Everything was good.  Everything will be good.  Because God has a plan, and God is always, always in control. ... After that day, things truly did get better.  I still felt bad a lot, and I still had my lack of perspective days, but, thankfully, the nausea started to subside and so did my angry, ungrateful, selfish perspective about my circumstances.  God began renewing my perspective day after day.

Now don't get me wrong, I still didn't enjoy being pregnant.  To this day, I'm not a fan, and I pray I don't get pregnant again right away once Haddie gets here.  For all you pregnant ladies out there, I have continued to have unpleasant pregnancy pains.  Give a "holla!" if you can identify with constipation (yes, I went there first!), sciatica, nasal congestion, swollen gums, round ligament pains, swollen hands and feet, migraines, food aversions, a wacky gag reflex, backaches, restless sleep (if any), constant tummy "yuckies", as I like to call 'em, and more.  And that doesn't even count all the fear and anxiety about being a good mom or labor and delivery!  Whew!  I have struggled with that on an off throughout my pregnancy too ... terrified of the pain but not wanting to be selfish about it.  Thankfully, I have had so much support from friends and family ... lots of advice and prayers.  And I've been praying.  I've invited Jesus to be in my delivery room so many times.  And I am so grateful for the peace He has been giving me.  I'm still pretty nervous ... waiting for those first Braxton Hicks contractions ... and then the real ones - eeek!  But I am believing in God's goodness, and I know that He is already in my delivery room, going before me, and coming after me.  So I am a lot more at ease.  And planning to get an epidural doesn't hurt that peace at all either. ;) And one thing is for sure, I have been learning to trust God in new ways through this pregnancy.  And I'm learning valuable lessons about myself.  And I'm growing in my faith.  All things God intends to happen when we experience new seasons of life.  He's always wanting us to change and grow and know Him better through our life experiences.

All in all, I'd love it if I never had to be pregnant again.  But I'm confident that holding my baby Haddie in my arms for the first time, loving her and raising her and watching her grow ... and experiencing God's love in a brand-new, life-changing way ... will make me want another baby!  So we'll just take it all one day at a time, one baby at a time, and trust God for HIS plans. ... Darrell and I are so excited to meet our precious, little girl ... she'll be here any time!  God is so good to teach us and be patient with us through each season and each bad attitude and each thankful moment.  No matter what, He is always with us, always at work, and He never ever gives up on us.  I'm ready to keep growing in trust and thanksgiving in this new season as a new mama.  Thank you, Jesus, for our Hadassah Ruth!  And thank you, Jesus, for working in my life everyday!

Journey with Jesus Day 29

I've been thinking a lot about no condemnation is Christ lately. It's a difficult thing for me to accept because I condemn myself so badly everyday. But I am learning that Jesus really loves me and never disapproves of me. He may not like my sin, but He will always accept me. I do not have to DO to be accepted...I just need to BE a child of God, and I am! :)

Breakfast - bacon and cheese
Lunch - flaxseed crackers, nuts with chocolate, and cucumber salad
Snack - tomatoes and cottage cheese
Dinner - spaghetti with gluten free noodles and broccoli and cauliflower
More than 64 ounces of water

Journey with Jesus Day 28

I'm taking on the ice bucket challenge tomorrow morning! EEK!!!!!

Breakfast - flaxseed crackers and cheese and half an apple
Lunch - chicken, broccoli and cauliflower,  and a tomato
Snack - cottage cheese,  tomato, and trail mix ... sweet tea
Dinner - chicken taco salad
4 glasses of water

Journey with Jesus Day 27

I'm feeling good! I'm so grateful that God's mercies are new everyday and no matter how often I mess up, I can keep trying. Choosing to never give up is pretty perspective-changing! :) ... I've been getting more headaches and stomach aches lately...and just brain pains or fuzzies...weird feelings in my head...so I'm gonna try a gluten and wheat free diet for awhile and see if that helps at all. And I'm excited to try!

Breakfast - nuts, cheese, and half an apple
Lunch - chicken and rice, tomato, cucumber salad, and trail mix
Dinner - chicken, mashed potatoes, broccoli and cauliflower, tomato, and corn on the cob with a glass of sweet tea
64 ounces of water
45 minute walk

Journey with Jesus Day 26

Ya know, we're always gonna have setbacks, aren't we? We're gonna mess up, make the wrong decision, eat 8 cookies in one sitting. Setbacks are inevitable. But I'm learning that giving up doesn't have to be. ... I try so hard all the time. I wanna be the godliest, most compassionate, most faithful woman I can be. I wanna be the most selfless and supportive and encouraging wife I can be. I wanna lead people to the true joy and Truth of Jesus Christ. I wanna be spiritually and physically and relationally healthy. I wanna ... you get the picture ;) ... And I fail A LOT! ... but I can't ever ever ever give up! I have HOPE for all eternity! So all my efforts down here on earth are NOT a waste, no matter how often I fail. ... it's all a PROCESS of transformation, and I WILL wait to see the finished masterpiece! :)

Breakfast - bacon, cheese, and apple
Lunch - turkey burger ( no bun), veggies, and tomatoes
Snack - cheese & flaxseed crackers and nuts
Dinner - chicken and rice curry
Snack - nuts
More than 64 ounces of water
Hip hop workout video for 30 minutes

Journey with Jesus Day 25

I've been discouraged lately. God has been trying to teach me about faithfulness over the past couple of years. He wants me to learn that all He wants is for me to be faithful no matter what I'm doing. But ya know, I gotta be honest...sometimes JUST being faithful is not enough for me. I wanna FEEL purpose in what I'm doing. I wanna be excited about what I'm doing with my life. And I don't feel that purpose or get excited about my day to day life these days. And that makes me feel discouraged and ashamed.  I need to have a better perspective than that because I am so blessed. I should be thankful and excited to be faithful to the Lord no matter what that means. Am I being selfish? Am I being petty and discontent? I don't mean to be, but I do struggle with feeling unfulfilled and restless and discouraged with my day to day tasks these days. ... I will just have to keep pressing forward because giving up is not an option no matter how exhausting the fight is.

Breakfast - cheese,  nuts, and part of an apple
Lunch - chicken and rice,  broccoli and cauliflower,  tomato,  and tortilla chips and guacamole
Snack - trail mix
Dinner - tacos and chips and queso and sweet tea
Only 3 glasses of water

Journey with Jesus Day 24

I'm so thankful for church! I just get so recharged every week...hearing from God's word and discussing God's word...hanging out with the teenagers...and spending time with other Jesus-lovers! It really helps keep me going! We so need each other! So do not forsake your church body....people there need your testimony, your smile, your talents, and your encouraging words.

Breakfast - cheese and crackers, nuts, and a few apple slices
Lunch - pizza and breadsticks
Dinner - chicken and rice, zucchini, green beans,  and cucumber salad with a glass of sweet tea
6 glasses of water
I skipped the workout and took a 3 hour nap instead! Haha!

Journey with Jesus Day 23

I am continuing to commit my journey to better health to the Lord. Over the past week, I have really tried to throw out my old ways of thinking...no more condemnation...no more wrong reasons for trying to be healthy. I need to honor God with my body. That's really all I need to focus my heart and mind and efforts on. I'm beginning to learn ... if I don't work at my health from this starting point, then I will give up and then stay discouraged. Perspective is everything. So I will keep setting goals. I will keep taking things one day at a time and one meal at a time. God will help me. God IS helping me. :)

Breakfast - slice of bacon , slice of cheese, and part of an apple
Lunch - turkey avocado BLT and broccoli cheese soup
Snack - trail mix, cheese stick, and a few slices of tomato
Dinner - chicken,  green beans,  and mashed potatoes
Dessert - spoonful of peanut butter with chocolate chips
64 ounces of water

Journey with Jesus Day 22

I'm so thankful because I'm encouraged about my health today. :) I have really set my mind to making healthy choices this week, and even though I've had a few setbacks, overall, it has been a very successful week. ... I've been thinking about how what we eat affects our mood, so that has been a motivator. I've been thinking about how I am two pant sizes above my ideal weight and how discouraging that is. (A size 14 is what I believe the Mical Masterson-Thompson weight is...just in case you were wondering.) :) I'm the the biggest and most unhealthy (joint aches, mood swings, physical fitness) I've ever been. And it's just got to stop! So I am determined to get healthy! ... After all, my body houses the Holy Spirit, and I wanna honor Him and make Him proud. So I'm not gonna stop trying! I'm gonna keep pursuing and being excited about imperfect progress. For so many reasons! :)

Breakfast - cheese stick and trail mix
Lunch - turkey burger (no bun), sliced tomato from the garden, broccoli, and homemade baked fries
Snack - cheese and flaxseed crackers, trail mix, and an apple
Dinner - chicken and veggies with brown rice
More than 64 ounces of water
I didn't workout today, but I got some physical activity playing golf for 4 hours :)

Good night, everyone! Don't give up on your health goals! Just don't give up, okay? :)