Archive for February, 2012

“I’m a survivor”- February 28, 2012

Tuesday, February 28th, 2012

This morning I got dressed for work and glanced at my reflection wearing a pretty blue cardigan, dress pants, and peep toe heels.  I was comfortable.

This afternoon I grabbed some chocolate from the office candy jar.  I enjoyed every sweet bite.

Tonight I shared leftover takeout with my husband.  We chuckled at our baby smearing her dinner around.  I was happy.

There was a time in my life when none of that was possible.  No mealtime was comfortable.  Any treat was guilt-ridden.  No clothing looked good.  I was consumed by the self-loathing and obsessive behavior that comes with an eating disorder.

I don’t talk about Anorexia very often.  It’s not that I won’t or can’t.  I will and I can.  I’m not ashamed of what I’ve been through.  In fact, I’m proud of my recovery.  It’s just in my past.

I thank God all the time that my disease didn’t take my life.  I thank God it didn’t  take my fertility.

I hope and pray that anyone suffering from an eating disorder can get to where I am.  I wish they too could get to the point of not really thinking about their disease because it doesn’t consume them anymore.

If you want to know more. Ask me.  I’ll help however I can.

It’s National Eating Disorders Awareness Week.  Be informed.  Know the signs.  If someone you know is suffering.  GET THEM HELP!  Donate.  Tweet it out with #NEDAwareness this week.

Aaaannnd…cue “Survivor” by Destiny’s Child.

“Thought I couldn’t breath without ya,
I’m inhalin’
You thought I couldn’t see without ya,
perfect vision
You thought I couldn’t last without ya,
but I’m lastin’
You thought that I would die without ya,
but I’m livin’
Thought that I would fail without ya,
but I’m on top
Thought that it would be over by now,
but it won’t stop….
Thought that I would self destruct,
but I’m still here Even in my years to come,
I’m still gonna be here”



Spouse Tweets- February 26, 2012

Sunday, February 26th, 2012

One of the best things about my marriage is we’re both talkers.  You’d think that would be a bad thing.  You’d think we we constantly jabber over one another and no one would be heard.

That’s not the case.  We never run out of things to talk about.  A wide range of interests helps.

For example, this morning we watched CBS Sunday Morning and discussed the next book we want to read and documentary we want to see.  Later we watched Sports Center preview the Daytona 500.  That led to a conversation where we made predictions about our favorite NASCAR driver’s season.  Later we watched the Academy Awards.

I encouraged Greyson to get a Twitter account because his comments are usually funny and he always has a comment on everything.

Here’s some of our Twitter banter during the Oscars.  It’s a chance for me to show off how funny my husband is.  We think we’re quite witty.  Enjoy!

Greyson DavisGreyson Davis ‏ @GreysonDavis1

Kelly Osbourne is E!’s version of a chia pet, completely pointless, and the more you look at it, you realize it’s really just a fungus

Hardest working item at the Oscars, JoLo’s boobie tape. #Oscars

When I accept my Oscar, I wanna get bleeped. Way to go documentary guys! #OscarSmack

I consider myself quite the Renaissance man, both Stacey Keibler and Tina Fey are on my list. #Oscars

AmyAmy ‏ @SomebodysParent

My husband @GreysonDavis1 just saw Kenneth Branagh and said “Is that Gilderoy Lockhart?” My God I love him #HarryPotter#OscarSmack

When I saw Hugo, I just knew they edited the shit out of that sound….well done Hugo sound editors. #Oscars

AmyAmy ‏ @SomebodysParent

I’m never going to see War Horse b/c I hate all horse movies. They are ALL SAD! #OscarSmack #Oscars2012

OK gents, Marry Boff Kill…Oscars version. Miss Piggy, Kelly Osborne, Meryl Streep #Oscars #Eredcarpet

Beach Bum in February- February 23, 2012

Thursday, February 23rd, 2012

I think it’s the unseasonably warm weather that had me thinking about the beach today.  I stumbled on this picture stored on my computer for the last year-and-a-half.  It made me smile.

Greyson and I were on the beach the summer of 2010 when I was starting this little blog and my belly was getting bigger everyday.  We were debating baby names and I took a stick and drew this.  I kept changing baby initials to see which looked best.  As you all know, Charlotte Eva won out.

I was trying to be all sentimental and artsy.  Greyson ruined that when he grabbed the camera.  Deep down I love him for it.

Smart ass.


Ravioli and all- February 21, 2012

Tuesday, February 21st, 2012

Since having a baby girl I have absolutely loved dressing her up.  It’s like having another wardrobe.  Her closet filled with tiny clothes delights me to no end.  Some days I get to pick out a frilly dress.  Some days I get to put her in a basic, comfy Carter’s outfit.  But, she’s always topped off with her signature bow.  I figure it won’t be too long before she’s fighting me about holey jeans and too-short skirts.  So, I try to dress her up how I like, while I can.

Miss C back in September at 10 months old donning a frock that's a prime example of Mama's matching mania.

When meeting new people or being out in public I like my child to look nice.  On special occasions she’s dressed within an inch of her life.  I love to show her off and show everyone how entirely adorable she is.  That’s not a bad thing, right?  Plus, well groomed child shows a conscientious, loving parent.  Right?

Today I went too far and I’m ashamed.

My mom picked up Charlotte from the Waddler Class today to have a Baby/Grandma afternoon.  I called to check in.  Mom laughed and said, “She is so messy!  Whatever she had for lunch, she sure enjoyed it!”

The original plan for the day was for Mom to bring her to work as I got off at 5:00pm.  I told her on the phone, “Let’s just meet at Starbucks.”

I told Greyson about this change.  He was a little surprised because he knew I had been looking forward to introducing my baby to my new coworkers.  He wasn’t surprised I wanted to meet at Starbucks because of my fervent latte addiction, but was curious as to why I didn’t bring Charlotte to work.

“Well, Mom said she’s really messy and got her lunch all over her clothes,” I said on the phone.


Greyson said, “Really Amy?!  That’s terrible.  You can’t be like that once she gets older.”

He’s right.

The last thing in the world I want is for my daughter to feel like she’s not good enough, especially when it comes to her appearance. I want to raise her to understand that good grooming and dressing well are important in life, but don’t define a person.  There has to be a balance.

From now on I’ll introduce my girl to the world, ravioli and all.

She liked her dinner tonight too.


Wintery thoughts- February 19, 2012

Sunday, February 19th, 2012

I’ve been a little quiet here lately.  I think I’m just getting used to the new job, new schedule, and subsequent new life.  I just haven’t felt like writing.  I don’t have much to say, mark the day.

I’ll share a few things though…

1.  The cough lingers with this little cold and I’ve been sucking on Ricola lozenges non-stop.  Charlotte lost her mind yesterday when she saw me open one and not share it with her.

2.  I’ve had Whitney Houston songs in my head for the last week.  Who hasn’t, right?  She’s all over the place, radio, TV.  You can’t turn on anything without “The Greatest Love of All” being pumped through the speakers.  (May she rest in peace.)  People who say her version of  “I Will Always Love You” is her best song ever are totally wrong.  “I Have Nothing” is the best.  Just try to prove me wrong.

3.  It’s snowing and I’m not heading into work for hours of snow coverage.  News people hate the snow.  I’m sure I’ll still be working tomorrow, but not at 2:00am in the cold.  YES!!!!  This was our deck tonight