Sigh. As those of you with kids know, life becomes a constant state of flexibility and adjustment. I'm starting to feel a bit like a pretzel with all this flexibility but that's another post for another time.
I swear those little buggers are psychic. I mean, I know they change and grow at a rapid pace and it's kind of like the weather in Missouri...if you don't like it wait 5 minutes and it will change. BUT...how the HECK do they know when you've adjusted? Like, INSTANTANEOUSLY!!
Remember my last post about getting up at 6am to exercise? You know, because I could do it BEFORE they woke up??? Yeah. That lasted a day. What time have at least one of them been waking up every day since I made that "adjustment"???? You got it...6am. AAARRGGGHH!! And no, it's not because they hear me up...they wake up right as I'm about to get out of bed!
I'm NOT getting up at 5am. No way no how. I guess I'll just try to figure out another "adjustment" and maybe try to think something else so that when they try their little voodoo mindreading trick, I'll have psyched them out. Yeah...I don't think I have enough brain power to do that.
sigh. Oh well. That's why they make them cute. Even when I'm irritated at them I can't help but smile and be proud of how smart they are. LOL
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
Getting up at 6am
Now I know most of you will say "Wahhh, Wahhh, Laura. SO tough getting up at 6am" and under different circumstances, I would probably agree with you. I mean, Handsom Hubby's alarm goes off at 6:15am every day and I know a few people who get up at 5am. However, I think I deserve even more credit than any of them.
"Why?" you ask? Because I have already been up at 1am or 2am or 3:30am to feed Cutie Chubba, tried to go back to sleep after being up for anywhere from 30 minutes to 1 hour to then get up at 6am to exercise! Come on people! Where's the applause??? Aren't you so VERY impressed by me??? ;) I know, I know, BIG WHOOP!
Well, Cutie Chubba was my FINAL baby and I am DYING to get this baby weight off! However, it's a bit more complicated finding time to exercise than it was prior to my Wife/Mommy days. Even different than my Mommy days with just one munchkin.
See, I'm hoping to go from some version of this:
To some version of this:
I had been doing P90X and really liked it. However, finding 1 hour to 1.5 hours to work out 6 days a week with 2 little kids and a hubby that works 2 jobs is difficult (if not frustrating) to say the least. I'd try to do it during naptime but, alas, someone would inevitably decide they did NOT want to nap. I'd try to do it in the evening but if Handsome Hubby was home (rare) so he could take the child responsibilities, I was often too exhausted by that point to want to do anything but snuggle on the couch with Hubby (and a cocktail, many days. You know the ones), watch Two and a Half Men and fall asleep.
SO, after listening to me complain about being fat and not having time to exercise for the 10 zillionth time, Handsome Hubby (at the risk of losing a favorite appendage) suggested that I get up EARLY and exercise. Yes, folks, he is a ballsy one isn't he? Well, after biting my tongue so as not to slice and dice him for such an inane idea...I thought about it.
It kind of made sense. I mean, that way, I got the workout out of the way and the rest of the day I could go about my business without always getting frustrated cuz it just wasn't going how I needed it to go to fit in a workout.
Plus, I have a 2 year old and a 4 month old. I'm already exhausted AND look like crap so what would be any different if I got up a little earlier?
Well, folks, I did it today. I got up at 6am (okay, the alarm went off at 6am and I got out of bed at 6:13am, close enough) and did one of my exercise DVD's plus Wii Fit for 45 minutes and I have to say, my day has been a whole lot less frustrating!
Handsome Hubby was heading out the door to work when he asked me "How do you feel?" I was a bit confused by that question, I mean, it's not like I lost 20 pounds after the first workout. "What do you mean?" I asked. He said, "Well, how does it feel to have a say in how you start your day?"
It felt good. And with that, I realized, as a Stay at Home Mom of two little guys, that was really what I needed. A say. An opportunity to have a say in what I did and when I did it. It doesn't just happen like it did before kids or marriage. Now there is always someone else you have to consider or whose needs come first or who, to be honest, is just the squeakier wheel. But this was something I could decide. And boy does it feel good.
"Why?" you ask? Because I have already been up at 1am or 2am or 3:30am to feed Cutie Chubba, tried to go back to sleep after being up for anywhere from 30 minutes to 1 hour to then get up at 6am to exercise! Come on people! Where's the applause??? Aren't you so VERY impressed by me??? ;) I know, I know, BIG WHOOP!
Well, Cutie Chubba was my FINAL baby and I am DYING to get this baby weight off! However, it's a bit more complicated finding time to exercise than it was prior to my Wife/Mommy days. Even different than my Mommy days with just one munchkin.
See, I'm hoping to go from some version of this:
To some version of this:
I had been doing P90X and really liked it. However, finding 1 hour to 1.5 hours to work out 6 days a week with 2 little kids and a hubby that works 2 jobs is difficult (if not frustrating) to say the least. I'd try to do it during naptime but, alas, someone would inevitably decide they did NOT want to nap. I'd try to do it in the evening but if Handsome Hubby was home (rare) so he could take the child responsibilities, I was often too exhausted by that point to want to do anything but snuggle on the couch with Hubby (and a cocktail, many days. You know the ones), watch Two and a Half Men and fall asleep.
SO, after listening to me complain about being fat and not having time to exercise for the 10 zillionth time, Handsome Hubby (at the risk of losing a favorite appendage) suggested that I get up EARLY and exercise. Yes, folks, he is a ballsy one isn't he? Well, after biting my tongue so as not to slice and dice him for such an inane idea...I thought about it.
It kind of made sense. I mean, that way, I got the workout out of the way and the rest of the day I could go about my business without always getting frustrated cuz it just wasn't going how I needed it to go to fit in a workout.
Plus, I have a 2 year old and a 4 month old. I'm already exhausted AND look like crap so what would be any different if I got up a little earlier?
Well, folks, I did it today. I got up at 6am (okay, the alarm went off at 6am and I got out of bed at 6:13am, close enough) and did one of my exercise DVD's plus Wii Fit for 45 minutes and I have to say, my day has been a whole lot less frustrating!
Handsome Hubby was heading out the door to work when he asked me "How do you feel?" I was a bit confused by that question, I mean, it's not like I lost 20 pounds after the first workout. "What do you mean?" I asked. He said, "Well, how does it feel to have a say in how you start your day?"
It felt good. And with that, I realized, as a Stay at Home Mom of two little guys, that was really what I needed. A say. An opportunity to have a say in what I did and when I did it. It doesn't just happen like it did before kids or marriage. Now there is always someone else you have to consider or whose needs come first or who, to be honest, is just the squeakier wheel. But this was something I could decide. And boy does it feel good.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
The Family that Makes up my Life
I started this blog to share my experiences as I learn to navigate the world of Mom/Wife/Adult so I suppose I should introduce you to the people that gave me 2 of those 3 titles. (names have been changed to protect the innocent...and my Husband!) :)
First are my sons. MAN do I love them. They make me laugh. They make me dance. They make me worry about things I never thought I would and forget about things I thought I'd worry about forever. Thank goodness for them!
My oldest is Little Man. He is the sweetest, most polite, lovey little boy I've ever met. (I know, I'm biased) AND one of the most dramatic and stubborn little human beings at the same time! (I have NO idea where he got those characteristics). He wants to be everyone's friend (as long as you don't expect him to share Lightening McQueen) and for the most part is very good at sharing (unless it's the aforementioned Lightening McQueen). I am enjoying every moment of this little being's sweetness yet am sad that I know the day will come when someone he wants to play with won't want to play with him and he will no longer dance and sing his little heart out if someone is watching. But until then, I'm doing my best to burn each singing, dancing, laughing act indelibly into my brain.
The baby of the family is Cutie Chubba (I know he'll outgrow this name but for now, he's Cutie Chubba). This kid...man. Just one look at you and he has your heart in a vice grip. Sweet, sweet, sweet! And one of the happiest babies you will ever encounter. He ADORES his big brother and loves to watch every move he makes. I'm looking forward to discovering who this little man is as he grows and grows and grows.
Then there is my BIGGEST Boy...yes...Handsome Hubby. We've been together 6 years and BOY has it been a ride! He is the best thing to ever happen to me. He takes care of me and challenges me on a daily basis. Thank goodness! I can't stand to be bored so this one keeps me on my toes, that's for sure. Ever the entrepreneur, he is constantly saying "Hey, honey, what do you think of this idea?" and then (usually) actually has the gumption to bring it to fruition. He is the epitome of Family Man, putting our sons and myself first in everything he does. Plus, he's a TOTAL guys guy. And, truth be told, I like that. I may roll my eyes alot at the things he says and does but I like that he has his own mind and will speak it. Plus, watching him with our boys just makes me fall in love with him over and over and over again. He is one big MUSH BALL when he's with them. He will do anything to make them smile. (Even dance!) And that makes me smile.
So that is my gang! No pets currently and to be honest, Mommy doesn't need anything/anyone else to take care of so we probably won't have any until the boys are big enough to do that job. OOPS! I forgot! We actually do have a fish but who knows for how much longer since it's Daddy's responsibility to take care of it...hehehe.
First are my sons. MAN do I love them. They make me laugh. They make me dance. They make me worry about things I never thought I would and forget about things I thought I'd worry about forever. Thank goodness for them!
The baby of the family is Cutie Chubba (I know he'll outgrow this name but for now, he's Cutie Chubba). This kid...man. Just one look at you and he has your heart in a vice grip. Sweet, sweet, sweet! And one of the happiest babies you will ever encounter. He ADORES his big brother and loves to watch every move he makes. I'm looking forward to discovering who this little man is as he grows and grows and grows.
Then there is my BIGGEST Boy...yes...Handsome Hubby. We've been together 6 years and BOY has it been a ride! He is the best thing to ever happen to me. He takes care of me and challenges me on a daily basis. Thank goodness! I can't stand to be bored so this one keeps me on my toes, that's for sure. Ever the entrepreneur, he is constantly saying "Hey, honey, what do you think of this idea?" and then (usually) actually has the gumption to bring it to fruition. He is the epitome of Family Man, putting our sons and myself first in everything he does. Plus, he's a TOTAL guys guy. And, truth be told, I like that. I may roll my eyes alot at the things he says and does but I like that he has his own mind and will speak it. Plus, watching him with our boys just makes me fall in love with him over and over and over again. He is one big MUSH BALL when he's with them. He will do anything to make them smile. (Even dance!) And that makes me smile.
So that is my gang! No pets currently and to be honest, Mommy doesn't need anything/anyone else to take care of so we probably won't have any until the boys are big enough to do that job. OOPS! I forgot! We actually do have a fish but who knows for how much longer since it's Daddy's responsibility to take care of it...hehehe.
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