Wow! Has it really been almost 3 months since I have posted?!!? HOLY COW! Who knew taking a new job would suddenly render me out of commission on blogging. Who knew that by adding ONE MORE hour to a normal work day, would leave someone so utterly tired with feet KILLING me that I would only come home, eat dinner with the family and zonk out as soon as the kids were in bed only to wake up and do it the very next day.
So if you remember from my last post back in February that I had taken a new job at an outpatient clinic. Enjoyed it for the most part except the long days and the constant running around the clinic (I averaged over 10,000 steps a day just at the clinic alone!). My husband was able to make his work schedule fit our family’s needs, however it grew to be more and more difficult. He ended up losing his co-worker and friend at the end of February and life became chaotic from then on. He would have to get up at the crack of dawn to get started so that in hopes our son wouldn’t have to spend the entire day at the sitter, however it didn’t always work out. An overnight out-of-state trip here, several long, trying days there, selling a house, a week-long move since I was unable to take days off, potty training, and getting acclimated to a new house with a 8-year-old and a 2-year-old and completely new hours for school and work ALL while trying to learn a new job, someone just had another plan for our family. We can say we tried, however it was just not meant to be. So beginning May 11th, I am going back to my old job, so that I may have the flexibility in my schedule that my family needs. No longer will I have to try to wake my cranky (now 3-year-old) up at the crack of dawn and get him up and functioning, fed, dressed and out the door, while dropping both him and my daughter off at school because she can no longer ride the bus from our new neighborhood. No longer will I come home about 6:15 to find that my husband was doing his best to throw a meal together so that I wouldn’t have to do that after a 9+ hour day. No longer will this momma only exist to her family, but she will be back on her feet (without them hurting or the sharp, shooting pains that come from the uncomfortable shoes I had to wear), enjoying time once again with her husband and kids like she should be.
Life isn’t all about making the money in life. Life is about making ends meet and enjoying what you have in front of you. As I eagerly count the days until my return back to my previous work family (whom I GREATLY missed), I will enjoy what I have learned thus far at my new job, be thankful for the new bonds I have formed and the people who I have met, however my first priority is my family at home. Our happiness and health is most important.
What have YOU been up to lately?
Why do I run you may ask?
I run for me, for my sanity, for my health, for my family. I run to think, to work things through in my head. I enjoy getting lost in my thoughts without interruptions because as a mom, so many of my thoughts get pushed to the side than often forgotten. Running is my “me” time. It gives me a chance to reconnect with my sanity and gives me more patience to be a better mom. It gives me time to ponder, what my next great adventure will be. It’s my time to better myself, to rationalize my thoughts and feelings, to fall in love with my husband all over again, because he makes it so it’s possible for me to run.
I run to show my daughter what “being healthy” entails. To show her and encourage her that being strong and healthy isn’t about being super model thin, that too thin is just as unhealthy as being “chubby” in her own words. I run so that maybe some day she will enjoy it as much as I do, and will want to venture out with me. I run in hopes that I will encourage my husband to venture down and stay on a healthy track with me. I run because I secretly like my husband thinking I’m crazy for running long distances. I run because I want to be around and watch my kids grow up and flourish. I run because I want many, many mores years with my husband.
I run for happiness, health, my family and me!
So tonight we finished up with swimming lessons for this two week period and she……PASSED!! YAY Sofie! So proud of her! Of course her reward she choose had to Red Velvet Cake…. I was good though! I didn’t even steal a bite! The thought did cross my mind however 😛
So my chaotic life can quiet back down now. *big sigh of relief*. So even with all the chaos the last two weeks I have managed to stay with my exercise program and not skip a beat! Now that swimming lessons are over, I can enjoy my runs/workouts and not feel like I’m missing out on family time.
Tonight as I did my yoga, Taylor was extremely entertaining! He was running around, squealing with laughter. I’m fairly sure it was all directed at me though. Haha! However he is such a sweet boy! As I was laying on my mat stretching, he would come over and kneel down by my head and lower his forehead to my lips. This is his way of “giving kisses.” Whenever you ask for a kiss, he leans in like that so you kiss his forehead. So he would run off with a huge smile on his face, turn around and run back for more kisses. Love this age!
As for my Facebook page, I’m excited to get my first challenge group under way in the next few weeks! I love helping and encouraging people and I love seeing the delight on their face as they reach their goals, whatever they maybe. These are my main reasons for being a therapist and wanting it to carry over and be a coach as well. It’s an awesome experience to get to be a part of. Here is to an awesome first challenge!
As a parent I love the early morning times before the kids wake up. Not because I don’t love to hear their happy little voices in the morning, but because it gives me a chance to start my day and reflect upon what I would like to accomplish throughout the day. As a mom, I’m always on the go, running around to various different activities: work, school, babysitter, grocery shopping, gym, running events, swimming lessons, Girl Scouts and other various places.
I love being able to sit, drink my coffee, do an early morning workout, run if my husband is at home, or do other little odd ball things that are difficult when you have two little ones in tow. Let’s face it as a mom you don’t even find peace and quiet going to the bathroom! I mean there is ALWAYS that little hand poking under the door or someone sitting outside the door yelling “Mom!! Can you help me with this??”
And with that I hear the “thud thud” I mean pitter patter of little feet saying “Mommy, I’m awake! Come get me!”
Why is it some of the simplest of decisions are the hardest? Nothing serious or life changing…well not life changing for anyone else but myself that is. I’ve spent my last week trying to decide if I want to commit my time to more training or not for October. Granted it should pale in comparison to my half marathon training at the beginning of the year since it is only a 15k. ( who would have thought I would be saying “only a 15k!?!?) but 9.3 miles vs 13.1 miles. It’s under double digits easy as pie’ right!?! Alas, more time spent pounding the pavement, which I do enjoy, but more structured time I should say and in the heat at that, early morning or late at night, well late evening, where I’m having to watch out for snakes along the roadway! EEK!
Although when it’s time for the actual race, it SHOULD be cooler at least! *crosses fingers*. Plus it will probably be one of the last races for the year too, other than the Diva Dash in August.
Decisions, decisions, decisions….
Oh the joys of life the first few days after vacation….laundry, unpacking, transitioning back to a “normal” life, and that dreaded first day back to work. UGH! It makes you question if the whole vacation process is worth it. Than throw kids into the mix, and not only do you have you to transition back into a normal routine, but there is the kids too.
The older child has been easier since she is pretty self sufficient, however the “I’m out of school and don’t have to do anything” is getting a bit old.
Than we have the 13 month old who had just got adjusted going to a new babysitter, now does not want to go to the babysitter without tears once again at drop off. Hopefully this gets better as this was only day#2 of going back to the babysitter.
Than let’s add in mommy…tired and trying to catch up on sleep, even though I know you can’t really “catch up” on sleep, but I will use it! I think we averaged walking 8.5 miles every day and than dealing with a seven year old, four year old and a 13 month old in Disney World and traveling for six days is exhausting! I think a week of no work or kids should be required after a vacation of that magnitude! All in all it was a wonderful trip, but I’m glad to be back home!
Now to get the energy back and get back into that workout routine. A week of no exercise other than walking around an amusement park in the heat and humidity is actually draining. Being lazy was nice, but I miss the energy that comes from working out consistently. Yesterday was run #1 post vacation. Those 2.09 miles were a little rough, however I was pushing the pace quiet a bit for not running for a week. Seeing the snake (was actually dead but I didn’t know this until on the way back) along my way didn’t help slowing my pace down either. I will leave out the fact that it was only about 15 inches long but still…
Run #2 is tomorrow….hopefully it will be less eventful (aka no snakes).
Well yesterday I got to enjoy my hobby, running. Now today, my husband is out doing what he loves, stormchasing. It is a very exciting, adrenaline pumping, amazing, yet scary activity. I however, am at home seated on the couch with my seven year old watching the news and weather.
A few Girl Scout meetings ago they talked about emergency preparedness which is an important aspect of living and growing up in the Kansas/Oklahoma area. However with her preparation, her anxiety has increased tremendously. Her above average reading ability and lack of geography of Oklahoma is not helping whatsoever. She is the first to tell me when the weather radio goes off, however than proceeds to talk over the message that follows the alarm so that I don’t hear it, than i am forced to go look up any additional warnings and such on the Internet and/or husband’s radar on his computer.
I have tried talking to her about remaining calm throughout this process as her panicking will not help the situation. I can’t seem to get her distracted enough off the T.V. to get her to relax. As I type this she is laying on the couch “bicycling” her legs. And let’s not mention the fact she is not letting her brother or dogs leave her sight incase we had to make a run for the closet.
As if all that wasn’t enough, lets not even talk about the fact I can’t hear the T.V. over the 13 month old jibber jabber, toys playing music, and squeals of laughter.
I’m not sure how my mom or others survived the weather before the Internet…….