*I need new running shoes, desperately. I'm trying to save my pennies and extend the life of my current shoes by putting in some good (but old) insoles, and my legs are not happy about it!
*During a week of too-cold weather and quarantining our germs, I am so thankful for this (thank you Meme!):
*Everette has finally, finally started to choose walking as his preferred mode of transportation. He still crawls quite a bit when he's in a hurry to get into trouble, but you can see his sweet little drunken toddler steps more often than not around these parts!
*I ordered a Life Planner, and I am ridiculously excited about it. It's supposed to arrive today and my palms are sweating in anticipation of filling in all of its nooks and crannies! I went with Plum Paper, which allowed for all kinds of personalization and fun add-ins. Once I get it going, I will share and post pictures!
*I'm considering joining a gym. I hate to even say that aloud in January, because I typically roll my eyes at all of the gym-going-resolutioners whose workout motivation lasts until about mid-March. But I've just felt so blah about my running lately. I got a couple Pure Barre DVDs that I love, but I'm ready to shake things up even more and see some new changes in the ol' bod. We're gonna have to crunch some numbers to see if we can fit it into the budget, so stay tuned!
*Ever since I had CK, I've always been anti-shoes-in-the-house. Think about all of the places your shoes go, and then think about that all over the floors in your home and then YOUR BABY IS ALL OVER THE FLOOR EATING ALL OF THE THINGS. I've never known how to politely say, "Will you please take your shoes off?" every time we have guests. (Though you will hear me shouting TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES every single day to T and CK, ha!) And well, this article has me even more convinced that shoes should not be worn in the house!
*Over the holiday break we went to Atlanta for the day to celebrate Christmas with my in-laws, sister-in-law, and her crew, and we went out to lunch. We had the most delicious assortment of nachos as an appetizer, and I ate the most incredible fried oyster caesar salad. I have been thinking about that lunch ever since. Who thinks about food that much?! Also, I never give enough credit to a caesar salad. I love a good caesar salad.
*Also over the holiday break... T and I added Showtime for a month so we could binge-watch two of our favorite shows. We got sucked into Homeland and I'm so sad we finished it already, and now we're knee-deep into The Affair. But all I've been hearing about lately is this How to Make a Murderer show. And now we can't wait to watch that on Netflix next!
*I was irrationally excited on Tuesday night when we had our first (EVER!) Peele family fire!
*Watch Shark Tank? Heard of pipcorn? T and I love some Shark Tank, and he thought it would be fun to get me something we've seen on there for Christmas. He got me four bags of pipcorn! Ha! And it's really, really good!
*I recently realized that I am obsessed with births. I have always, always wanted to be in the room for a live birth, and even used a mirror when I was having E (which turned out to be a huge blessing when we had a little scare during his delivery!). Call me weird, but I think labor and delivery of a baby are absolutely fascinating. I am not grossed out by it whatsoever, and often get wrapped up in tv shows and videos that highlight births, as I am in absolute awe of the miracle of it all.
*This week I have struggled with mamahood, y'all. It's probably a topic meant for its own post, but E has been a teething, fussy, clingy mess, recovering from an ear infection and CK is all out of sorts. I don't know if it's because she's getting over her sickness, because she's been out of her school routine for so long and she's now trying to get back into it, or just regular old four-year-old drama (things have been so bad she's been without Ellie for 48 HOURS. The only punishment that seems to affect her.). Anyway, this week I have been grumpier than I should be, ungrateful rather than thankful, and I have raised my voice more than I'd like to admit. I need to get my mama-act together.
*Have you heard about the new Fitbit? I just heard about it, and it won't be available until March, but I am dying to have one! Y'all know I love mine and this new one is like a Garmin, but does more (I think?). Anyway, I need one. Not want. Need.
*You guys, E's vocabulary has skyrocketed lately! I am just so impressed with all he is saying. Some of my favorites are: belly (bewwy), uh oh, hi, bye-bye, walk, nap, yucky (gucky!), water/bottle (they sound the same), nigh-nigh, mommy, dada, DOGgy, cheese, shoes, baths (probably my favorite of all!), sissy, PaPa, car, ball, cracker, eat eat, no!, teeth, bay-bay (for Bailey), ears, medicine (MEcine), and bless you (BESS you). And just the other day he started stringing two words together! ("sissy water!" when he saw CK's water bottle) He is just growing up way too quickly, but we are loving every single minute of watching him grow.
*One thing I'm trying to do more of is stop. Slow down. Breathe. And one thing that's always helped me do that is to leave my phone in another room and get in a very hot bath with a book and the door locked. T is always supportive of me having this time, which is great! So I'm trying to do this a few times a week, even if for only a few minutes. I can't remember the last time I was able to read (and finish!) a good book, so last weekend I started The Good Girl under a mountain of bubbles and I am already hooked.
And then water started leaking into our den ceiling from the master tub. So that was that.
*Has everyone else struggled with getting back into a "normal" routine? Over the holidays T worked very sparingly, which meant he was around most of the time. Which meant handling things 50/50 around here. Which meant sleeping in ('til 7!) because I could run later in the day. Which meant tag-teaming all meals/naps/discipline/etc. And wow, I didn't realize how nice that was until it all came to an end bright and early Monday morning. It has been so hard for me to get back into my 5:30am runs and back into handling the kiddos and the house and everything inbetween all by myself. And Wednesday morning I accidentally overslept ('til 6:55am, gasp) and didn't get my workout/shower/bible-reading/devotional done before the rest of the house stirred and all heck broke loose. It was like the apocalypse , and I learned the hard way that no matter how tired I am at 5:30am, it is better for all parties involved if I get my tush out of bed and get my (and our) day started.
Y'all?
TGIalmostF.
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