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Babies. Oh, and zombies.

This may or may not apply to parenthood.

Hey, so remember when I said something along the lines of ‘Gosh, second babies are a piece of cake!!” Well, as it turns out, this is mostly true.

‘Mostly true’ being the operative term for when that second baby is really little. The older and older wee second baby gets, the less like a piece of cake they become. They get more complicated, more along the lines of a tiramisu, or a baklava. Way more layers, more intricate and difficult and way sweeter too.

They are not content to just lie there and gaze adoringly at their mother. Although, in hindsight, this is mostly happening in baby magazines and not at all in real life.

They want to do THINGS. And they are unsure of what these THINGS are, and so there is a lot of crying while they discover what kind of THINGS they like to do. THINGS may or may not include: grabbing ones toes, stuffing hands in mouths, pooping, eating more, wiggling, rolling everywhere. You get the picture.

And while this has all been going on, I’ve been trying a lot of new things:

A mild form of the Paleo-diet.

Cutting out wheat from my daily intake.

Crocheting a damn blanket.

Major addiction to the Zombies! Run app for iPhone. (This is a sad addiction, but it’s pushing me to exercise almost daily. And I delight in being chased by zombie mobs. DELIGHT.)

My random delight in the fact that not only did I love John Carter, but my discovery via an awesome high school friend that it was based on books. Books that I’ve downloaded and am now obsessed with.

Hanging with my soccer moms. Weekly dinner parties have assured that, for practically the first time ever, I have a social life.

I’ve been gazing longingly at my laptop, dreaming of quiet moments to type away. I swear my laptop has been gazing back at me… It’s being dreaming of me stroking it’s keyboard again. There are a lot of distractions lately…

Zombies, fun elimination diets, cool old sci-fi stories, soccer moms….

Yup, life is busy and great.

And I promise to share more of it with you…

xoxo a.m.

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3 more sleeps

To be honest, I am not sure if I am really prepared. And also is it really Christmas on Saturday? I’m feeling a little unnerved by that.

Usually I am more organized. I always send cards out on time, I make a lot of lists (which annoy my husband), I get a little whirlwindish. This year I am the Queen of Lackadaisical-land. I am halfheartedly mailing Christmas cards. I am feeling slightly detached from all of this.

And at the same time? Super involved in it for Vince’s sake. Multiple attempts to see Santa, lots of shopping, many hiding places around the house, tons of lights, tree up since pre-Thanksgiving, too many singing animals and one ‘Santa Paws’ aka ‘Kwismas Dog moobi’.

It’s almost like I am two separate people.

Tomorrow is my last day of work this week. It’s been a LONG week so far. Working in the type of industry that I do, this time of year is a time of desperately needy people who NEED to have emergent surgery for issues that have been plaguing them for months. Mostly because they have met their insurance deductible. Forgetting, of course, that hundreds of other people have had the same brilliant idea way earlier than them. It’s just weeks of constant arguing and really crappy attitudes.

Ugh. Ok, enough of a mope Jame!

Tomorrow can’t come fast enough though.

Anyways. Mope finished. I do deserve a high-five for mailing my Canada packages out in time (or so Edward says anyways).

I have half of my presents wrapped and all my shopping done. I am 3/4 finished mailing holiday cards. I have successfully visited Santa with my son. I am going running tomorrow (and by writing that down, that means it’s true).

This evening, V turned to me and said “Mummy? Tell Santa am I good boy.” Wow. An almost grammatically correct sentence. “Well honey, if you can be a good boy, I’ll tell him”.

“Mummy. Am I good boy” (This is how V says ‘I am’). But sentences like these are often followed by complete and total out of control bad boy behavior. And, in this particular case, by Vince’s new favorite sentence:

“Mummy? Am I poopin’!!!!”

“You are?”

“Yes!! Need change!”

Damn that makes me laugh!

Oh V-monster, how I love thee. You cannot help but lift my spirits with every little thing you utter…

3 more sleeps, my sweets. Santas coming!

xoxo a.m.

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Swift Thoughts

Despite my assurances to post with a little more regularity, I have yet to really do it. I am clearly ‘not making an effort’.

I feel like I am. I think about it constantly. I also think about other things constantly. I blame those other things, getting in the way of me writing about whatever. Damn you other things!

One of those other things is the bag of craft supplies that are in my downstairs closet. This bag contains all the things one needs to craft a pint-size cowboy vest and belt for a 2 year old who will be dressed as a cowboy (just like Woody) for Halloween. It’s been in the closet for about a month now. I have good intentions. I really do. So there’s that…

The only veggie V will currently eat are peas. Despite my good intentions with broccoli, zucchini and other things of a green nature. This is very frustrating. Must make balanced meals. MUST. This too….

I started Christmas shopping.

I am runningĀ  5 k in 1 1/2 weeks.

Edward will be 35 in 2 1/2 weeks. I have a plan. A plan that I am over thinking.

I have hardwood floors now and have to sweep them every 2 seconds.

Vince is almost 2 1/2.

I had a dream the other night that I was pregnant.

I’m not pregnant.

See? Too much on my mind. Vegetables, babies, running, Halloween, Christmas.

Pictures to follow of Vince in his cowboy costume. Please passionately admire them…

xoxo a.m.

 

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Frogs

I kicked a frog yesterday morning.

I think it was a shock to both of us.

I honestly wasn’t expecting him to land on my foot mid-trot and kick him off. Or do a squeamish dance in the middle of the running path.

OR repeat that exact same thing 30 seconds later. Ugh!!

Oh my lord. And with every step I took after that, it was frogs a plenty and I feel like I danced and twirled all through my run. Which, honestly, wouldn’t have been that bad but I was aiming for more hardcore stamina as opposed to Dancey McDanceathon. At 5:50 am.

And so this morning, I had the Plague of frogs on my mind when I headed off this early a.m. to get my run on. Ever since my Friday 5k, I am loving hitting the pavement. LOVE IT. As in, might divorce Edward and have a handfasting ceremony with the pavement in front of my house, wherein I start my running.

Anyways, this morning there were no frogs. There were also no birds, ducks, dogs, deer or spider webs (that I always seem to run through with my mouth open. Ick.)

Compared to the virtual rain of frogs from yesterday, the complete dearth of frogs this morning was oppositely bizarre.

I cannot help but think that this week is waxing and waning in terms of the number of frogs I have seen. And tomorrow I am anticipating to see none. Since I am not going running at all.

Hm. Did I disappoint you?

Mummy needs a rest, especially since I literally had a breakdown when I got home this evening and was banished to a hot tub relaxathon with a glass of wine by my husband. With strict instructions to not come out.

Best banishment ever.

Love you Edward…

xoxoxo a.m.

(Love you frogs too….)

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Powerful

I never thought of myself as powerful.

But if you would like to describe me as such, I don’t mind..

I got up early to go running the other day. On my way to my path, I disturbed a family of deer. They leaped and pranced and dashed past me so fast. I thought about them while I headed to where I was going. I imagined hooves on my feet. I ran. I went faster.

It was delicious.

And then after my run, I checked my email.

And I received an email that was amazing.

My second cousin believes that I am so powerful that he wrote about me in his blog. A blog about running.

Since I am not a professional runner, by any means. And in fact, haven’t ran a race since way before I was pregnant, I was taken-aback. Ha!! I run. I love running. But, well, I work full-time and have a two year old and my husband works 2 jobs and it is really hard to carve out a little time to make that work. Oh, and I live in Florida. and it is super freakin’ hot in the evenings. And mornings. And all the time. Except February (I ran a lot in February).

It is hard to make it work.

It’s taken a lot of work from M and I to figure out what works. And as I am blessed to be married to a teacher with the summers off, it is making my summer brilliant. Running every morning if I get up 30 minutes earlier.

As I imagine it is hard for any full-time working mother to make it work as well. It is a tough act to balance. Work. Children. Health. Wellness. Sanity. Love. Etc.

Hey you know what?

I am freakin’ powerful! Thanks Clark. I appreciate it.

To check out how powerful I and other amazing women are, click HERE

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Mundane ass

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As I attempt to make more of an effort with my blog posting, please do not be discouraged with the possible mundaneness of some of my posts.

I know you all want to know about V pooping, what I ate for dinner and how M annoyed me this week… Right? Right!!

Thank the Heavens Above (I am so thank that it is capitalized) that it is Thursday night. I swear the weeks are getting longer. And clearly also shorter AND faster since it is almost American Thanksgiving down here. Which means that it almost Christmas, which means that it is almost New Years, which means that V is almost 2, which means that I am almost thirty-****, which means that probably I need to have another baby, which means that I am pregnant.

See where I can go when I get going?

I am not pregnant.

In fact, I am hoping to look less pregnant as we joined the YMCA and I actually went twice this week. A beginners twice, which means it was 2 “I haven’t been to the gym in a coon’s age” workouts.

And holy mother do my legs hurt today from Tuesday’s workout. I ran for 30 minutes. Ignoring that fact that I haven’t been to the gym or ran since sometime in the beginning of September. I have faith in myself. I can run.

And so I did. And not only that, but I marveled at my speed and fluidity. I was flying man!! It felt awesome! I totally had a flash forward (see above ramble) and was instantly super fit and feeling awesome.

Tonight I went again, same thing. But with more pain, as my legs are stiff from all of the fluid running I did the other night. It still felt good. And then I went home and ate a sub. Nice. Clearly my diet of FOOD and excercise is really going to help me get in better shape. Oh, and carrying V up the stairs to bed. By the way my muscles are aching when I reach the top, I must be on the path to a rock hard ass.

Yup. That’s right. Rock hard ass. I am all over this gym thing, even if it kills small parts of me.

I’ll keep you posted…

xoxo a.m.

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Beautiful South

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I went for a run around 9:15 this morning. Perfect time of day…. not too hot yet, bit of a breeze.

As I ran, the sweet scent of gardenias brushed past my nose filling my lungs with deliciously scented air and my mind with spring-like thoughts. 6 squirrels perched on a brick wall near the gardenias and watched me as I passed. One leaped off the wall and darted in front of me, pacing me for a bit before heading back to the wall with his brothers and sisters.

Blooming hibiscuses brushed the top of my baseball cap.

White ibises waddled in the grass nearby.

And all around, the gorgeous smell of gardenias…. truly it was a beautiful morning.

Happy Mother’s day.

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