taking the day

Today I'm taking the day off...Sean and I are attending a Dave Matthews Band concert so I'm going to do my best to keep from thinking about the possibility of moving and all that goes with it. This evening, I'm going to enjoy my husband's company, good music, and do my best to know my children are in safe hands...even if they aren't my own.

a world of possibility

For several months Sean and I have heard from various people that Walgreens was coming to WV...and that we should move home. Honestly, we laughed and joked that it would never happen. I mean why would it...we live at the beach. We live where so many wish they did. However, months after all the talk from others Sean and I find ourselves looking at each other thinking it's a possibility.

We have played the pro/con game and talked with some family about the idea of course to mixed reviews but the fact still remains, it's a possibility. One that can't be ignored. We could move back home, live near family, have the girls start kindergarten in our home town in a school we know and love, deal with the cold. Oh wait, snow. That doesn't sound so desirable, or does it?

I'm excited and terrified of the possibility. It would mean change, selling our house, moving, finding a new house, and saying good-bye to the ocean. So much to do...but still a possibility.

Good lord, I feel like I have possibility oozing out of my ears.

fun house mirrors of exercise

I should be exercising....yeah probably right now, instead of writing this wonderful post. It sure would do more wonders for my mid-section than typing seems to do. I'm just not extremely motivated these days.

Sure, occasionally I find myself out running around playing with the girls. We might even take a bike ride together or play soccer. But...in the end I'm not pushing myself... by myself. I have huge goals. Whoa, let me tell you. I wanted to do a half marathon this coming year...and my inability to push myself seems like that will get pushed back another year. I'd love to to do a triathlon....that will have to wait as well.

Part of the problem is that carrying only one child this time around was much easier so I'm not as motivated. I didn't gain as much weight as when I had the twins. I know your astonished. Even with that astonishment I know this extra weight isn't just going to disappear one morning. Although wouldn't that be great. Awake, look in the mirror and suddenly your a size 6...wow, how exciting.

Another problem is my breasts....yes, here we go again. I have large breasts. I've said it before and I'll probably be saying it my entire life. With these large partners around it makes running almost impossible, for fear of putting an eye out or worse breaking my back in two.

Sports bras either are so tight they hurt or so loose they are pointless. So running while I'm breastfeeding doesn't seem to be the best option.

I've found I enjoy bike riding, especially with the girls. The only problem there is that before we even hit 1/2 mile Erin is whining about wanting to go home. So they aren't up for 3 to 7 mile rides. However, maybe there is a way to make this bike ridding happen.

Early morning person I am not, and riding while my breasts are so full (since wee one is sleeping through nights) I might topple over... doesn't seem the brightest idea so maybe late evening rides are the answer. I could feed everyone dinner, put husband and children to play and head out. Get my ride in before wee one takes his last feeding and before the girls go to bed.

I may not ride each day and lord knows that my rear will be sore for days from those freakin' bike seats. By the way, who invented those stupid terribly uncomfortable seats???? Whoever it was deserves a smack because those things are awful.

Anyways, I may not be able to do all that I wish because exercising around 3 children (one an infant) and a husband who's trying to get his MBA doesn't allow for much spare time but I think I can make this work. Throw on my i-pod, prepare for the bum aches and hit the road. If nothing else I might just begin to feel better and sometimes that's way more important than loosing a few pounds.


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bring on the oatmeal

Wee one hates rice. I thought that stuff didn't really have a taste but wow, he hates it. I pushed and pushed it on him trying every single way I could to shove it down his throat. I knew that if he would just eat some he wouldn't spit up as much (which isn't all that much anyway but way more than the girls). I tried putting in other food, I tried pumping and just adding it to the breast milk in a bottle, I tried just adding a little breast milk and feeding him from a spoon...finally I have given up. NO MORE RICE!

Ok wee one.....I get it!

So today we switched to oatmeal and he loved it. Ate all that I had made for him. Hopefully he won't end up with a tummy ache but so far so good. Not only does he love oatmeal it seems but he is really liking sweet potatoes.

So we are entering the world of food and I'm not sure if I'm happy or sad about this. Breastfeeding has/is going really well so I'm worried he will try and quit with the desire for tastier things. But more than that....my baby is growing up and I really don't like that right now. I'm enjoying him so much, I enjoy every moment....even when I don't appear to enjoy getting up for the occasional 12:30 scream (well more like a sad moan).

It's kind of bittersweet but so are most things with children.