Friday, November 29, 2013

Love is in the Details

Not a lot of running lately and the kiddos have been keeping me super busy.  But I did want to take a pause to mention the best part of our recent family vacation to Walt Disney World.  Although the characters, parades, shows, and rides knock our socks off, the best part of this vacation wasn't any of the above.  It was the loving details.

A vacation to WDW is not (at least in our experience) something that is casually planned or even relaxing.  It's action packed and the logistics of taking a 3 year old, 1 year old, two sets of grandparents, aunt, uncle, and aunt's significant other was at time pure insanity but was so worth it for the fun and memories.  Everyone else around us had also put in a lot of time, effort, and money for a great vacation, which is A LOT of pressure to put on an experience.  This could make for emotional and testy people (which we did see there, but very much the minority).  Instead, I observed heartwarming loving details that was absolutely infectious and made for a WONDERFUL time.

So what were these loving details?  It was us getting to the streets in the Magic Kingdom not as early as we should for a good viewing area for the evening electrical parade and a stranger getting off his curbside spot and standing behind his kids so that my kids could have a good view.  It was my dad being so touched by that gesture that he did the same for an afternoon parade for the kids of a sweet Canadian family.  It's the cast members who go above and beyond to make the visitors feel like they're cared for.  Like the shop keeper who rushed to console a special needs teenager who burst into tears after spilling a soda with both a kind hug and the offer to get a new treat.  Like the food court worker who saw my husband struggling to be patient with our hungry 3 year old while ordering our lunch and asked if a C-O-O-K-I-E would help and donated it to our cause.  Like the cast member working at the Mad Tea Party who whisked me into the ride after I'd caught up to our family after changing my daughter's diaper so that I could ride it for the first time with my husband.  Simple acts of kindness and caring that warmed that heart and made you smile.

This doesn't even scratch the surface of what I witnessed and experienced in less than a week that delighted me, but it was most definitely a good time to be had.

Monday, September 23, 2013

A small revisit to the worry with duodenal atresia

Over three years ago when little man's surgeon released us from future visits he warned us not to worry unless he stopped pooping or started vomiting bile. 

At about 8 months little man's first stomach bug found me the worried mom showing a spit cloth of stomach acid to his pediatrician, who reassured me that it was merely a stomach bug since he was also having diarrhea.  I feel a little silly about it looking back. 

We have a very peaceful last (nearly) 3 years.  Little man hasn't had any troubles and has grown like a weed (he's well over the 100% for height), so we've considered his surgery a complete success that has grown very well with him.  His scar is long, but I honestly don't notice it and no one has asked me about in years.  Little man is oblivious to the scar and has yet to ask about it either.

The one thing that I have been a little (okay a lot) crazy about has been his pooping.  Remember how miraculous that first bowel movement was after surgery?   That memory never really left me.  I would skim over his daily activity sheet each day when I picked him up from daycare and breathe a sigh of relief to see a check mark for a poopy diaper or a bowel movement in the potty.  I started staying home with my kids 4 months ago and am even more aware of this now that he proudly gives me a report of what happened in the bathroom (gotta love a potty trained kid).

And then we went on vacation to visit family.  And ate terribly.  And he didn't poop for several days.  And although I knew that he had eaten terribly and that was probably the issue, my mind started to  wonder to a place of worry.  I pumped that kid so full of fruit, beans, and water, all the while worrying that something was terribly wrong and he would need another surgery.  And then 4 long days later he pooped and I once again felt that relief that came with his very first bowel movement in the hospital after his surgery. 

Much more fiber, fruit, and water will be part of the plan for our next family vacation in November...

Friday, September 6, 2013

Day 14!!

I took a long walk with a friend this morning and the legs were feeling tight when I hopped on the treadmill after lunch, but it was a great run!  I think all of this is rubbing off on the hubby.  Last night he did over 3 miles on the treadmill after dinner.  Thinking he may be sore today!

Day 14:  9:11 on the treadmill after lunch.  Great run!  Felt awesome:)

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Day 13

I skipped yesterday.  I'd taken the kids to the zoo and figured 4 hours of pushing the double jogger should count for something.  I took the kids to a local park to run the paved trails and then enjoy the playground.

Day 13: park trails in 11:08 with the double jogger.  I was tired from yesterday, it was hot and humid even on the shaded trail, and I spent a lot of time running dealing with little man freaking out over baby girl pitying her feet on him.  6 out of 10.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Getting out for once

I ran outside for the first time since June!  How fun!

Day 12: Ran a 9:37 mile outside in my subdivision after the kids were in bed.  It was warm, humid, and hilly but I enjoyed getting out.  8 out of 10.

Monday, September 2, 2013

Day 11

Back at it!

Day 11:  On the treadmill after kiddos' bedtime in 9:22.  I went quick more because I wanted it to be over than feeling good.  My tummy was bugging me, but little lady spat up on me and the smell was lingering.  6 out if 10.

An end to the streak

I'm going to continue my challenge, but it won't be a perfect streak.  Yesterday evening life happened and although it wasn't serious, being a comforting mom consumed my evening and I didn't run.  I'm allowing flexibility and not beating myself up over the missed run.  Instead, I know today is a new day and am moving forward with the intent of the challenge instead of completing it to perfection.

Saturday, August 31, 2013

Day 10

So proud of this one.  Done after a day of tailgating and football on a very hot and humid day.  No excuses!

Day 10:  9:41 on the treadmill before dinner.  Felt pretty good.  10 out of 10.

Friday, August 30, 2013

Day ??

Unsure of the day.  Had a frustrating morning and was trying to run into a better afternoon.

Day ??: 9:13 on the treadmill after lunch.  Quick for the first 3/4 and then kept punching up the speed the last 1/4.  Running felt good.  The verdict is still out on my mood.  9 out of 10.

Thursday, August 29, 2013

Day 8

Day 8: 9:32 on the treadmill after lunch.  I felt great.  Listened to a podcast and kept cranking up the speed.  A 10 out of 10.

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Day 7

We spend the morning at a spray park with friends since it closes after Labor Day.  Swung by for chik fil a for lunch on the way home.  Both kids were asleep by the end of the mile.

Day 7:  9:50 on the treadmill after lunch.  Very pleasant but I can't give it a perfect because I spent the first half mile reminding my son not to jump during rest time via the baby cam.  9 out of 10.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Perfect 10

I have no idea which day it is.  But I do know now that hubby reads this occasionally as he mentioned this challenge while we were picking up Sonic.

Day ?:  10:00 on the treadmill an hour after the kids went to bed.  I felt great.  I spent the mile texting a friend (sorry for the terrible misspellings and nonsense) and upping the speed.  A 10 out of 10.

Monday, August 26, 2013

Day 5

Today's mile was great.  No discomfort at all which I was pleasantly surprised by since I had some tummy troubles over night.

Day 5 on the treadmill after lunch.  9:53 and it was good.  I upped the speed every quarter mile but felt great.  10 out of 10.

Sunday, August 25, 2013

Test of My Resolve

Today tested how committed I am to this 30 miles in 30 days.  Big kid refused his nap and we went for a long walk/big kid bike ride with our best family friends this evening.  This made for a tired and fussy evening and although the kids both slept within minutes of bedtime, this momma was TIRED both physically and emotionally.  The hubby picked up Arby's and we both had a drink with our late dinner.  And then I ran.  Pretty much just to get it put of the way, but I ran.

Day 4.  10:04 on the treadmill at 8:30pm after a junky dinner and a beer.  I've never ran after a drink before and my hubby joked to make sure I didn't fall off the treadmill.  Silly guy.  Not a bad run.  The lungs burned a bit, but that's the only complaint.  A solid 8 out of 10.

Saturday, August 24, 2013

Day 3

Today we went to an event our little city put on called touch a truck.  There are response vehicles, delivery trucks, farm equipment, construction vehicles, buses, limos, and even a helicopter that folks were able to view up close and even sit in.  Little boy heaven, but a lot of walking on a hot day.

I fit in today's mile after I got the kiddos in bed.  My hubby went out to draft his fantasy football team, so I ran and am now enjoying a beer watching Downton Abbey.

Day 3 on the treadmill.  10:03 feeling better at the end than the beginning and had another side stitch, but a good mile.  I woke up today feeling that my core was tight, but it was a good sore.  Giving this run a 8 out of 10.

Friday, August 23, 2013

Day 2

So this almost didn't happen.  I woke up a little sore and took my kids to the dentist for the first time (which went well but was a workout in itself) and wasn't even thinking about it until little man asked if I was going to run on the treadmill again during his nap.  Talk about accountability!

So I put the second mile in!
Day 2: 10:26 on the treadmill.  I was tight at the beginning but felt loose at the end.  Side stitch city, but I think I have my lunchtime Dr Pepper to thank for that (which was my treat for taking the kids to the dentist;).  Once again not bad but I'll have to give it a 7 out of 10.

Thursday, August 22, 2013

Trying Something New

This morning I saw a shared link on Facebook that caught my attention.  I didn't have enough time to read it in depth, but I like the idea- a 30 day challenge of running a mile each day. 

It sounds perfect for me.  I haven't ran at all in 2-3 months and need a way to get back into the groove of running without getting overwhelmed or signing up for a race.  It's been a very rainy summer in my neck of the woods and between the showers, kiddos, nursing, teething, and my daughter not sleeping through the night the thought of working out beyond taking a walk with my family seems like a tall order.  But really I know it's all just excuses.

So I've started this challenge.  Today.  Right after lunch and getting my kids in their rooms for nap.  And I'm not telling anyone beyond this and dailymile (I highly doubt even my husband reads my blog since it's not technology content).  Well I did tell my 3 year old son, only because he's not in a crib and I didn't want him searching for the source of the noise of me on the treadmill during nap time.  He was cute and asked me why I wanted to exercise.  I told him I like how it makes me feel healthy and strong.  That seemed to satisfy him.

Each day I'll put up that I did my mile and a quick blurb. 

Day 1: 10:55 on the treadmill after lunch.  I set the speed much slower than I thought I could do because it was right after lunch and I hadn't ran in quite awhile.  Breathing felt fine, but my muscles were feeling warm/pulled during the last quarter mile.  All and all a 9 out of 10.

Friday, August 9, 2013

Little Things

Ever have one of THOSE days?  Where nothing really bad happens, but everything just feels a little off?  I had one of those today.  It probably all began with the 3 hour stretch rocking my daughter in the early morning hours trying to sooth her miserable teething self back to sleep.  Then some crazy traffic running errands.  Next add a dash of feeling like my kids were out of control at the pediatrician's for a check up (during nap time, what was I thinking scheduling it for then?) and a bit more while having friends over for dinner.  And last add messing up the roast and green beans for dinner and having my hubby save the day with burgers and fries (but I did successfully make a fruit salad...).

Being more than a little tired and frazzled, I cried a little bit while everyone else was grilling or playing outside while I fed my daughter baby purees inside (which she spat up and finger painted with).  Luckily I pulled it together enough to joke with my friends outside about not being allowed to cook the rest of the evening so we could eat and was able to fake the smile until I started to enjoy my evening. 

All and all the little things made me feel so inadequate.  After everyone went home, I was still deep in feeling not quite good enough while I was rocking my daughter during her bedtime bottle when my 3 year old son came bounding in the room after his bath with wet hair and only a pull up on.  He ran to me smiling, gently kissed his sisters head, and cuddled up on the rest of my lap.  All of the junk in my head disappeared and I knew I had to be doing something right to have just experienced such a sweet moment with my little man.

The little things can just turn a day on its head.

Saturday, June 1, 2013

A Lucky One

The last time I went to the grocery store, the cashier ringing me up asked if I'd like to make a donation to the Children's Miracle Network.  I said yes and told her the amount to add to my bill for the donation without blinking.  Looking at the baby girl I was carrying in an infant backpack and my 3 year old son straining to help with the credit card keypad from the cart, the cashier smiled at me and said, you're so lucky to have healthy children.

The statement struck me, but I agree, I am a lucky one.  I get to go to bed each night exhausted by but in love with two sweet kids.  I get to obsess over the details of their lives, celebrate the milestones, and fret over the fevers.  I get to worry that I'm not a good enough mom (every day).  I get the chance to hear my son tell me he loves me too much and feel my daughter melt into my arms after I pick her up to comfort her and know that I must be doing something right as a mom to feel this joy.  I get to experience the world in a way I never would without these two little souls and live with the heavy responsibility to help prepare them for what life has in store for them.

This hits me even more when I consider those in my life who are finding it difficult to concieve or have lost a pregnancy.  It breaks my heart even more to know how much these ladies want to have a baby.  It makes me feel guilty about not appreciating every moment, even the bad ones, because I'm lucky enough to get to experience both the highs and lows that come with parenthood.

So my response to the cashier was appropriate.  I smiled and replied yes, I'm very lucky.

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Where the Sidewalk Ends

There have been a ton of changes this past month.  I've successfully defended my dissertation and graduated.  I'm taking some time to spend with my kids while I look for the right job, but I'm really in no hurry.  I know they're only going to be little for a short time and I'd like to enjoy that.

So I'm taking more time for us and myself, which has included taking them out on a few runs in the double jogger each week.  Although I'm so out of shape, which is even more painful with the jogger, I really enjoy getting out with them.  My little man is quite the personal trainer.  He tells me to go faster and questions each of my water breaks.

One of my gripes is this.  Where the sidewalk ends. 

No, not the lovely collection of poems I enjoyed as a child, but this.

There is no way this sidewalk can be used, which means we're all forced to go off the beaten path.  Perhaps I'm being critical because I live on the non-sidewalk side of the street, but it does bother me.  One of the reasons we bought a house in this subdivision was that it had sidewalks.  This is more of what I like to see.

Friday, March 29, 2013

Winning the Lottery

So I got an email earlier this week saying I won the lottery.  No, no it wasn't a scam about winning the Nigerian lottery, I won the lottery to participate in the AJC Peachtree Roadrace that is.  And an extra treat is that my husband also will be running. 

I've been crazy busy finishing up my dissertation that I'll be defending in less than three weeks, but I'm excited to have this race to look forward to and to train for after I'm a Dr!

Friday, February 1, 2013

February Challenge

Right now I don't have the time to commit to training for a race but I need a goal.  One that requires zero time.  I had a poor week with nutrition and have felt so gross because of it.  So here is my challenge for this month.

No sweet drinks for the entire month of February.  Specifically, soda.

I have often said I wish Dr Pepper were water, so this truly will be a challenge, even though this is the shortest month of the year.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

A Little Extra Effort

Life has been a series of days filled with commuting, dissertation writing, potty training, nursing, laundry, and not enough sleep.  It's a good busy, but busy nonetheless and it's not always easy to handle it all with a smile.

One evening I was incredibly irritated and was debating just going to bed or going for a run.  My hubby encouraged me to go for a quick run.  I started out slow, but kept pushing the + button on the treadmill to try to run all that frustration and foul mood out in a quick mile.  At the end of the mental health mile I felt better and had done a mile in 9:26.  The quickest I've previously gone prior to that night post-baby has been 10:00.  I didn't feel spent; I felt awesome.

The next day I wasn't sore at all.  This made me realize I could put out a little extra effort in the workouts I am putting in.  My last workout I tried to put in a little extra effort for 15 minutes and ended up going 1.6 miles for 9:22 pace.  Once again, I felt awesome.

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Back In the Rat Race

I've put in a solid week back at work now and trying to adjust to the new normal.  We're still trying to figure smoothly getting through the choke points (getting out the door in the morning, dinner, and bath time), but the transition hasn't been too painful. 

I've ran twice in the past week.  I consider this a win.  We're waking up at 5am to get out the door before 6:30am to avoid traffic, so running in the morning would be a bit soul crushing.  So I've been trying to fit that in after finishing baths at about 7:30pm.  I'm looking forward to days with warmer weather and longer daylight hours for baby jogger runs with one or both kids after dinner.

I've discovered podcasts, which I try to save for mindless writing or pumping.  More on that later.  I feel the same way about this as I did when I discovered Pinterest or  Love love love!

Little lady just turned two months and I've been able to squeeze into the prepreggo jeans for two weeks.  It's not comfortable all the time, but I'm so happy to be getting back into normal clothes.  I was getting so tired of the maternity wear.