A Day in the Life

Recently someone who just had a baby asked me what we do all day. I had to think about it, because it seems like we don't do much. Then I realized that it only feels like that because our days are so repetitive. So I put it down in writing and it looked way more impressive. So I think I will attach it to my resume when I enter the job hunt as a reference to all the skills I have mastered since I began this journey 3 years ago.

530am- kids wake up. Drag myself out of bed to get shoes and snack cups ready + drinks for everyone while keeping a constant stream of 'shhhhh' coming out of your mouth because Jim is still sleeping.
6am- kids, bag, phone, keys and stroller out the door for a run.
7am- home, Claire watching 'George', Nick either eating cereal or hanging out in bathroom with me while I shower.
8-10am- chill and get some chores done.
10am- snacktime! decide to go to park. commence gathering and changing of everyone into play clothes.
11am- out the door for the park, get there and realize there are no kids our age so we pack up and head to another park.
1130am- (is it still morning?) decide to picnic at the park for lunch

12- picnic at the park

1215- play with kazzoo which is more interesting than anything else at the park

1230- Sister takes kazzoo

1234- Nick gets kazzoo back

1pm- play in water, get soaked

2pm- hit the swings to dry off
230pm- hit the road for home
3pm- naptime for Claire (aka torture) Nick asleep in car seat from the 7 min. drive
4pm- Nick wakes and I realize it is almost 5 and I have no plans for dinner
430pm- Claire wakes (if she slept at all) and dinner panic sets in (everyone snacks)
6pm- where did the evening go?
7pm- dinner of some sort, it's amazing what you can do with empty cupboards and no clue what you are hungry for other than cookies.
740pm- Jim arrives home from work

8pm- baths
830pm- Read to Claire, fulfill every little demand and close the door hoping for the best
945pm- Nick asleep and in bed
10pm- mommy to bed
3am- Nick wakes up, roll out of bed and deal with it
6am- kids up for the day
repeat....

I Feel Good

Just ran 20 min.! Woot. I definately know what they mean when they say runners high. :D What are you doing today?

Monkey Boy

This is Nick's newest trick, should you turn your back on him for more than a second you may find him in several places not excluding: the top of the play table, in Claire's bed, on top of the dining room chairs, or standing on the dinning room table. The kid will climb anything and then he hasn't exactly mastered the getting down part so he just stands there and screams at the top of his lungs to let you know that he's gotten somewhere where he shouldn't be and he'd like some help getting down... I love this kid.

Little Chocolate Bombs

For Father's Day I invited Jim's dad and other family members over to our house for dinner. They are not dessert people, but I am and I wanted to make something nice. So I saw Martha make these little chocolate cups and I thought they were adorable and I wanted to make them. I read up on how other people made them and I even watched a video on how to do the delicate parts. I was totally ready.
Basically you blow up a balloon and dip it in chocolate that you have melted in a double boiler (or two pans sitting on top of each other in our case since we don't have a DB). The result will look like this:

However in none of my 'research' did I read anything about the chocolate bombs that were created in my dining room this afternoon. If you are using water balloons because you waited till the last min. like us and that's all the store down the block has, your kids will break the balloons as fast as you can blow them up, you may also feel like passing out about 4 or 5 balloons into the blowing up process. Also if you dip said water balloons into the melted chocolate before it has cooled to exactly room temperature they will explode! covering you and your tiny assistants in chocolate and spraying chocolate up your walls and all over anything for about a 6 foot radius. (not a good thing when company is coming in an hour) The balloons may also spontaneously explode while already covered in room temperature chocolate and sitting on your table. (also shooting chocolate upon yourself and 6 feet around you but not your tiny assistance who are by now hiding from this 'fun project')
In the end you will look something like this and be too horrified to take pictures of the chocolate covered house you now have:

But once you freeze the chocolate covered balloons, clean yourself up and come back to them when they are set; you pop the balloons gently and remove the balloons from the chocolate and you can fill them with anything. Martha filled hers with chocolate mousse, by the time I had the cups made there was nothing left in me that wanted to try another new recipe so we filled ours with vanilla ice cream and raspberries... yummy!

So for Father's Day my husband got not only a delicious dessert but also a chocolate covered wife. :)

On The Move

But not in the right direction, ran twice this week and gained 2 lbs. What is going on? and please don't give me that line about muscle weighing more than fat.. blah, blah, blah. How does this happen? Boo....
on a brighter side the 'runners high' this week has been wonderful :) Anyone else still on the pavement with me?
On an even brighter note, Mr. Nick is also on the move.. check him out!

This is not the best example of his mobility because he really just wanted the camera so he was crawling cause it is faster for him still.

Happily Ever After

Sometimes you need to read a good fairy tale to realize that you are living one. :)

My God is Good

My God is good. He knows what he is doing. And he's known from my very beginning. There is no better comfort than that. It's good to know that someone has a handle on what's going on, because I sure don't. Time is flying by, whizzing past, and I feel like I am standing still. I'd like to know the plan, where the kids will be in 10 years, where we will be in 10 years but I have a feeling it is much more exciting to trust Him step by small step, moment by moment. My God is good.

I am a Skilled Metal Worker

Is anyone still running out there? I took a short sabbatical while my life got crazy filled with nothing. But I'm starting back up in Week 4. Ran yesterday and felt great, even tacked on a little time to the last run because I felt like I could. The kids were great after we got started and we fell into a groove. :)
In other news Nick is venturing into the walking world more enthusiastically. He now will take 3 or 4 steps at a time to get from one holding on point to another. It is so exciting to see and so sad at the same time. He's growing up, turning one next month. He's certainly not a baby anymore. I got to hold a newborn last week and I marveled again at how tiny they are. How helpless and simple they are. It is amazing!

Weighing In

About a week ago Jim and I had a fight, nothing major but he needed to apologize. Instead he bought me a scale. Like a bathroom scale. He is not very good at this fighting thing, can you tell we don't do it very often? (In his defense he knows I have been eying a bathroom scale for quite some time.) Unfortunately I thought it might be like the one Ami got that needs batteries of which I have none, so I thought I would be safe for a while. But this scale thought of it all. It comes with batteries. It is easy to use and told me to step right on. So I did. I even took a picture so you could see how pretty it is.

Before you are amazed at either the number on the scale or the fact that I did not photoshop out the numbers; realize that this is the fist time on the scale, so the reading is inaccurate. The manual says so. :) So there you have it. A new scale, with batteries. This should motivate me to get out there and run. (even though it is 82 degrees)

On a funner and more light note, since I have crossed off a bathroom scale from my list of things I am eying I had to add something. (isn't that how lists work at your house?) So I am adding a sewing machine. I stumbled across a sewing blog of a lady with a little boy and a little girl and she has a 'workshop' and she makes wonderful things in there. Dresses that look better than dresses and cloth toys that look better than cloth toys and well, I NEED a sewing machine. (Thank you 'Purple, Green and Yellow' for helping me express my desire). Yesterday we made a coloring book like the kind the lady had on her site... I had to hand sew the binding... which took a longer time than if I had a sewing machine to just 'whip it up'. Never the less, Claire enjoyed and is still enjoying her Curious George coloring book.

Pain -- Steps

So this morning, I had every intent of running and completing week 4 (which I have been doing now for almost a week and a half). But I woke up and had pulled/pinched something in my back. Having never had such an injury, I turned to the old stand-by; wet washcloth. That did not relieve the pain. I can not look up or down or to the left. This is difficult with the kids. Claire thinks a band-aid on my back will help. Jim thinks I should suck it up. And Nick doesn't care as long as I can still hold him. Any other advice is welcomed.

On a happier note:
Nick took his first step last night during Lost. He took one, Jim didn't see, He took another, Jim still didn't see. He took another and Jim did see. Nick was so proud of himself! His little face lit up and he was clapping for himself :) This morning he would like us to forget that he took any steps at all. He wishes we would stop standing him in the middle of rooms and looking expectant at him. No steps today. Maybe tomorrow.

Any Day Now

I realized as I was trolling the blogs that I have not updated in quite some time. Don't worry, you have not missed much. A trip to the beach, many sleepless nights and early mornings, a lot of park time and the re-institution of naptime. What hasn't happened is Nick's first steps, mommy's new haircut, new photo arrangements on my walls or dinner parties. So keep waiting... something might happen... any day now.

Alexander I Understand

Had a rough morning... fought with my husband, my car, my daughter, my dryer and my hair. Didn't end up going for the run I wanted to because I spent so much time trying to get ready that when everyone finally had shoes, shirts, pants and underwear all at the same time there was no time left for the actual run. :( Story hour isn't for a bit so maybe I will try to ignore the whining and crying and mop the floors... or perhaps I will give in to the terrible-awful-no-good-very-bad-day I am having and eat a ho-ho and go back to bed.

Dear Rain-

It has now been almost 10 days since I was able to run. Please stop. I am starting to feel icky. It is unsettling that I miss running. Although it is the only time I have to myself. So please stop.
Yours Always
Abi

Our Little Dude

We just got back from the doctor. A 'well visit' if you can believe it after the week we have had. We were just there Monday for Nick's croup and then we came back today for shots and blood work. (poor guy). The Dr. is concerned about Nick's weight. He has dropped from the 60th percentile to a little below the 5th in a matter of about 3 months. Part of that could be due to the fact that 'he's not a big guy' as the Dr. put it nicely that he's short for his age too... what do you expect with the parents he's got? :) So Nick will be eating meals of Mayonnaise and Olive Oil to add calories to his diet. (All this when I am trying to spend less time around food to decrease my calorie intake.) So if you think of it keep our little guy in your prayers, that he plumps up. He goes back after his birthday for a check-up (or before is he loses more weight) and we'll know then.

Adventure

Today I adventured... I tried out a new path today through the park and along the highway (the irony of doing cardiovascular workouts next to traffic is not lost on me) I saw a lot of people (that is new) I also ran kid/stroller free (also new) I looked outside myself and realized what I look like when I run in my sweatpants and over-sized sweatshirt. I look more akin to the old Chinese guy in chinos and orthopedic shoes riding his bike on the path than like the guy racing by with flames blazing up the back of his tight shirt with a pocket on the back. Perhaps if I had a shirt with flames...I would possibly be more motivated to run more often, I might run faster and I probably would look a lot better :) Additionally I would have a place to put all the things I am used to having when I run... sippy cups with juice, snacks, pockets to keep keys and cell phone, wallet to stop for ice cream if we see the ice cream man, and toys. I had none of those things with me today and I missed them I also missed my company. where do you hide your keys and cell phone when you run? Do you have a cool flame shirt?
Blaze on...

Veggies :)

No running this morning, anticipating rain that never arrived all day :( which means probably rain tomorrow... maybe my loving husband will allow me to go tonight when he gets home? But I did want to post this lovely picture of last night's dinner... I don't cook very often.. yet we still eat, I still haven't figured out how that happens.. Last night we indulged in Vegetable Lasagna :) delicious! and not too difficult, not any healthier though, mostly cheese and butter and well lots of veggies :)

And also here's a new one of Nick. Swinging is his new favorite pastime :)

W3D1

Check it off the list baby..
over the hump.

I know now why they say that most people drop out around week 3... it was rough getting out there.. I would much rather have been home eating cupcakes.. of which I have eaten too many. Stupid birthdays... Claire fell asleep tonight during our run, so cute. Keep pushing running buddies :)

To Choose or Not to Choose

I need some opinions... which do you like best for me? I am thinking of getting sweeping bangs. And possibly going a little shorter. They are all very similar but each with it's own difference.
So Which do you like?

A: B:
C: D:

She Says it Best

: Where is Nick's sock
: He ate it
: I don't think that's true
: Check his teeth

: Why did you do this? (unroll an entire new roll of toilet paper)
: I couldn't get out (of the bathroom)
: Why were you in the bathroom?
: uuuummmmm - I don't know (walks out)

: I need O's
: I don't think you do
: I do... I'm reary hungry
: Nope
: Please
: Mommy said no
: But I'm starbing, I NEED O's!
: ok if you are starbing