Whoops (almost)

I almost forgot to blog today. I remembered while I was shredding earlier, and I was all, "Oh snap! *wheeze* I need to *huff* blog! *puff*" So here I am. Blogging. Hooray!

I have plenty to say, but nothing I can talk about, so....

I miss cookies.

Hugs,
Cora

Fitness-Related Stuff

I tried the gym child care for the first time today.

In other news, I didn't get to work out today.

Jack seemed upset the second I walked away from him in the day care room. I was hoping that he would stay calm and happy and play with my trainer's toddler. I stuck around for a little while and then decided to suck it up and let the baby learn how to live on his own.

I got on the treadmill to warm up and when I got off, the guy at the front desk said, "Uh, she's REALLY struggling back there with your baby. He won't stop screaming."

I walked back to the child care room and lo, the sounds of my child screaming his little red head off were there. It took me quite a while to get him to calm down. I tried sitting him down again and entertain him with a bouncy ball and he was having NONE of it.

I walked him out to reschedule the trainer and she asked if she could hold him. Maybe she could hold him while I exercised! I was all excited that maybe that would work. That excitement lasted for all of 10 seconds before he started screaming again. And the biggest, most impressive snot bubble came out of his nose and we knew it was over.

Jack and I came home and he fell asleep almost immediately. And has not woken up since. So...I guess he was tired? I know, I'm mom of the year for knowing my son so well.

So we're going to try again on Friday. Outside. At a track. Where Jack can sit in a stroller and watch me the whole time. Hopefully it will go a little bit better.

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I've been meaning to mention this on here for a while, but I joined Spark People to help me keep track of my calories and work outs. It's been really great so far and I highly recommend the site as a tool to help you keep track of your fitness. They have recipes, strength routines, articles, and other good stuff.

My favorite part is that they break down the nutrients of your food and then GRAPH it for you. Like, with pie charts and EVERYTHING. It's quite the eye opener to see how many calories, fat grams, carbs, and such that you are consuming every day.

And the best part is that it's all free! Woo!

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I'm still sticking with the 30 Day Shred. I missed Sunday because I was feeling like crap and was pretty sure I was going to puke if I even tried doing 30 seconds of jumping jacks. But I've done it every other day, so I am on Day 7 today. Only three more days until Level 2!

Seven Months

Jack turned seven months old today. Which means he has officially been alive for over half a year. I can't hardly believe it. He is now closer to being a year old than being a newborn. He will be considered a toddler in just five short months. How can this be? Where is my baby boy going?

He certainly isn't interested in merely SITTING by the Easter basket anymore. That's for sure.



I had to stand on the side and physically hold the basket up or he would have pulled it on to him again. He was less than pleased with this development. He likes to show his displeasure by showing his belly. I believe that's a practice everyone should take up. "This is a terrible idea! I show you mah bel-lah!"



Jack has discovered that he enjoys playing with this soft, giant baseball. It's a Reds baseball, which is funny considering neither one of his parents are Reds fans. But that's what happens when Mommy and Daddy are lazy and don't buy the baby their own sports team paraphernalia, other people will do it for them. And so, for now, he will look like a Reds fan. It will certainly make his great-grandpa happy.



Jack is becoming more and more affectionate lately. He wants to be held much more often now. AND he is giving lots more hugs. Today was also filled with several kisses. Now, they could have just been desperate attempts to get his sore gums onto any cool surface, but I'm taking a full, slobbery mouth on my cheek as a kiss.



This past month has flown by. It's been pretty stressful for me as I've tried to make the difficult decision of whether or not to go back to work. And with that decision, I have come to enjoy my time with this sweet little boy even more. I've been trying to be more attentive, more responsive, and more loving. We sing more songs and read more books. We peek-a-boo until we can't laugh anymore. We go on walks when it's warm and cuddle under the covers when it's cold. And even though he can be a big Fussy McFusspants sometimes, I just can't get enough of him. He's adorable. He's so sweet. He's my precious baby boy. I love spending time with him, even when he turns over while I'm trying to change his diaper and I'm desperately afraid he's going to pee all over everything. I just can't stay mad at him for wanting to look around and see things. He's got a lot to see and discover. And I hope I can help him do that every step of the way.

Hi, I'd like a Do Over

Today. Oh my gosh, y'all. TODAY. It has been just a crappy, crappy, crappy day.

-I woke up to the dulcet sounds of Parsnip puking on the bedspread next to me.

-The baby has peed through three outfits so far. It's only 3 pm, so we've still got time to pee through a few more! He also got pee all over his pack and play sheet during Nap #2.

-Nap #3 was undone by a failed bed to crib transition. And I really think I was very gentle. But that little booger woke up and WOULD NOT GO BACK TO SLEEP.

-The baby is on Nap #4 as I type this at 3 pm. NUMBER FOUR. I have officially joined the parent train that hates the time change.

-The baby is also cranky. Could be from the maddeningly short naps, but I am very confident that teething is the real culprit. He won't eat much and is drooling more than usual. But there is NOTHING to show for this. Not a thing. The few times I can get my grubby little finger into his mouth, he SCREAMS. So the best I can tell, there is no imminent tooth break through. Which means we will continue having a cranky baby FOREVER AND EVER. OMG.

-I found hair all over my 2% Colby/Jack cheese square. AFTER I had already eaten half of it.

-In a search for a clean sports bra, I discovered dog poop in between the washer and dryer. In several places. Poop from the big dog.

-I was so mad about the poop, that I just assumed the clothes in the laundry basket were dirty, which included both of my good sports bras. So I angrily shoved it all back in the washing machine. I later complained to Alex about it and he was all...um, those clothes were clean.

-I didn't lose nearly as much weight this week that I thought I would. Could be from lack of sleep and/or lack of calories. Either way, I am frustrated with just bouncing between the same pound or two for over a week now.

Gah! Just...gah! Too many bodily fluids from other creatures. Too! Many! So I'm going to go eat some jello and pray it is hair-free. Sand Palace OUT.

Oh, Alright, FINE

I'm doing it again. NaBloPoMo, I am here.

I wound up dressing up last night...as an Ohio State fan. And Alex was an LSU fan. Inspiration hit me Saturday afternoon amidst all the football watching. It was cheap, easy, and cute. (Well, cute to me. I realize most people wouldn't get it if they didn't know us personally, but whatevs. We went to a party where we knew everyone, so they all got it.)

We had to buy nothing for Alex to look like an LSU fan. I already owned the cap and pajama pants (Which are WAY too big. They were my dad's and he gave them to me for some reason. And dude, they were a LIFESAVER when I was pregnant.). And Alex owned the LSU t-shirt that my parents sent him when they beat Ohio State in the national championship game in 2007.

Not pleased with providing photographic evidence of him wearing LSU gear.

I had to buy a few items. I already owned the jersey, but we had to make a quick stop at Meijer to pick up the face tattoos and baseball cap. Eleven bucks later, I looked like a hard core Ohio State fan.

Obligatory self-portrait.

We had a great time at the party and it was so, so, so nice to be social again. Having a child REALLY messes with your social life, particularly your night-time social life. So I didn't feel super guilty that we kept the kid out WAAAAY past his bedtime. I just miss adult interaction like nothing else and I couldn't bear to leave any earlier than we did because THERE WERE PEOPLE TO TALK TO, OMG. I really like our friends and I have missed them terribly during my past year of sickness/depression/newborn-raising. Sure, I've seen them some, but not nearly as often as I would have liked. And when I did get to see them, it was tough because well, it's difficult to interact socially when you think you're going to either 1) puke on the person you're talking to, 2) feel like shooting yourself or 3) might pass out from exhaustion. So now that I feel like Cora, a real live person, it was EXCELLENT to get to go to a real live party with real live people. I'm definitely chalking this one up as one of the best Halloweens ever.

Not as pleased about his costume as his parents.

Happy Halloween, y'all

Seven Quick Takes - 10/30/09

1. Today has just been flat out crappy. Which is why I'm writing this at 10:30 pm. The child is insanely cranky/sickly/I don't know what the hell is his problem. I am sickly. Alex is sickly. No one is getting any sleep. But! I went to the gym anyway. I feel as though I totally deserve a cookie for that.

2. I had great plans of taking "My First Halloween" pictures today. But seeing as how I could barely get a smile out of Jack or myself today, it just wasn't happening. But please just envision a precious little red headed baby in a "My 1st Halloween!" onesie with an adorable pumpkin on it. Maybe I can get some shots tomorrow before the big costume reveal. Which I have no doubt will go terribly because it's straight up hot here and Jack's costume is very, very warm. And mister man does not enjoy being warm or hot or slightly elevated in temperature in the least.

3. Alex and I watched Sunshine Cleaning last night and I really enjoyed it. It was sad and happy and ridiculous all at the same time. So be prepared to cry if you watch it. We're currently watching Revolutionary Road and yeah. Nothing like a light little happy movie on a Friday night, huh?

4. I almost puked at the gym.

5. So far, I have managed to successfully complete four out of four days of the 30 Day Shred. I know! I'm just as surprised as you are! Especially since I yelled out to Alex on the first day, "I can't do this!" six minutes into the workout. He yelled back, "Yes you can!" And he was right...sort of. I can't handle the constant jumping jacks and jump ropes. I feel like I'm going to DIE. So I straight up take a 5 second break just like Jillian says you can. Except I take more than one break. In a row.

6. This has got to be the most boring 7 Quick Takes EVER. I'm really sorry but nothing is happening right now. And I hate talking about Jack all the time like this is some kind of Mommy Blog or something. But then again, talking about the 30 Day Shred is hella boring. Maybe I won't do NaBloPoMo this year....

7. I doubt I'm dressing up for Halloween this year. My big idea was to be Sue Sylvester, but I haven't found any track suits to my liking. Which is a shame. It was the easiest Halloween costume ever and yet...no dice. But this is no surprise, since I have trouble getting into Halloween. Dressing up just seems like such a waste of time and money to me. I blame this on the fact that I wasn't allowed to celebrate Halloween as a child. So that kind of ruined the holiday for me. My mom used to make us sit in the house with the lights out and watch TV on mute so no trick or treaters would come to our house. I'm not even kidding about that. I dreaded Halloween every year. And honestly? I don't even REMEMBER Halloween at Ouachita. Did it even happen? I don't know. Point is: never did it and I fail at it every year I try. So I'll settle for forcing my child into a fluffy, ridiculous costume and taking hundreds of pictures of him instead. Sounds good to me.