Happy Birthday to Me...

Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday, dear Adrienne. Happy birthday to me!

So another birthday has come and gone and as usual, I really don't feel any different. I'm sure some changes have occurred over the past 31 years of life, but change can be such a subtle thing. Do I feel different than I did on Tuesday? No. Do I feel different than I did in 1994? Well, yeah, i guess so. I have no real complaints about the last year. Yes, I've gained some weight, but I gained a baby with it, so definitely no complaint there. And last year's birthday wish of being independently wealthy didn't come true this year, but I guess I didn't get all 30 of the candles blown out in one breath.

But I look forward to seeing what 31 brings. I've decided that I need to take control of my health and well being this year. I'd been vegetarian for almost 10 years before getting pregnant with Zion. During her pregnancy all I ever wanted was meat - for every meal! The things that I normally ate made me sick every time I ate them. So it has been, for the last (almost) 2 years I've eaten meat quite regularly throughout the week. Opening the door to eating meat again has been an open door, also, to eating fast food, massive amounts of dairy and prepackaged food. These are all things that I stopped ages ago and the reintroduction has taken it's toll on how I feel (health-wise and my body image). I am optimistic about returning to my regular diet. I look forward to losing all of this extra weight (or extra waste, as an old friend would refer to it) and feeling healthy. That's my goal for 31. Healthy.