Move it Monday…..and some other stuff……

I am writing this during naptime except……………..there is no naptime. That’s right my friends, I am willingly sacrificing Harper’s nap in hopes that she will start sleeping again at night. For the past month, girlfriend will wake up for 2 hours straight in the middle of the night and be wide freaking awake! At first it was like once a week, then a couple times a week, now it is almost a nightly thing. Sometimes she cries and wants to sleep with us (ummmmm, no) but mostly she just stays in her room and reads to her baby or sings (very annoying, I had to go in last night and tell her to keep it down so we could sleep). At first I was all:

“Hey you want to act like you are Whitney freakin’ Houston in the middle of the night, go right ahead, Mama is gonna sleep.”

But now I realize that this probably isn’t healthy for her. Call me crazy but I am pretty sure doctors and experts would agree that children need that little thing called sleep to help them grow and function in life.

So I am going to attempt this no-nap biznass to see if this will help at night. As much as I love (love, love, love) naptime, I love my sleep at night more. Plus it’s really affecting my morning runs…..as in I don’t make it to them when my child has been up from 2-4 a.m. and my alarm is set at either 3:45 a.m. or 4:10. Now that we are getting into the more crucial weeks of training, I just can’t afford to miss my runs. If anyone has any other ideas on how to get my child to sleep at night please pass it along. I have thought/tried everything…..well except drugging her, but even that has crossed my mind (oh please, like you wouldn’t think about doing that after having to hear your daughter sing Head Shoulders Knees and Toes for the millionth time at 3 a.m.?)

During nap today…..she was super mellow, thought she might fall asleep……

Nope! Apparently the urge to play beauty parlor and style Barbie’s hair was greater than the urge to sleep. Welcome to life with this child.

Moving on…………..

We are starting week 6 of half marathon training. This past weekend we had 9 miles. We knew ahead of time that there was a pretty good chance of storms Saturday morning so our coach had already set up a back-up plan which meant……………treadmills (dun, dun, dun).

All night Friday night and into Saturday morning, I would wake up and listen for rain and thunder, and never heard anything. My alarm went off at 5:10 a.m. and still I heard nothing.

“Ha! Take that treadmills!” I thought to myself as I put in my contacts, and not even 2 seconds later I heard the rumbling of thunder.

“Somma-a-bitch!” Well played mother nature, well played.

And then not 2 seconds after that…….torrential downpour.

I drove to the park in the rain and crazy ass lightening trying to mentally prepare myself for what lay ahead. I knew it wasn’t going to be easy, it definitely wasn’t going to be pretty, and loss of life was a threat……….but somehow I would try to survive…………the dreadmill.

We all met at the park and once everyone was there, we went to the Y to start our torture run. And it wasn’t easy, I wasn’t pretty, but guess what? Nobody died! SUCCESS!

I shouldn’t even complain, the full marathoners only got in 2 miles outside before it started storming so they had to do 18 inside!!! Now that is dedication folks! They were in good spirits though, laughing and joking……..actually they were probably just delirious now that I think about it.

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told ya it wasn’t pretty.

You just never know what the weather is going to do living in good ol’ Kansas, so we have to be prepared for anything and luckily we have access to the Y so we can still get our run in.

I didn’t get to run today (see first 3 paragraphs), so hopefully this no nap thing works and I am able to go tomorrow. One new thing that I have added to my weekly workouts is spin class………..LOVE IT!! Holy hell I have never sweat so much in my life, but it’s awesome. The first few times I went, I had so much sweat pouring down my face, I kept snorting it in my nose and I just knew I was going to f-ing drown. Now I wear a bandana (straight gangsta yo!) to absorb all that mess. I am also considering doing a tabata class starting in September. Tabata is similar to cross-fit, it’s high intensity interval training. Not sure if I would burn myself out doing Tabata 3 times a week in addition to my run training, so we will see. Ooookay, now I feel like I am just rambling.

In other news…………Snooki had her baby…….let’s all pause for a moment to imagine that shit show going on in her house right now. I give her a month before she takes her baby to the tanning salon followed by a trip to the local bar for some shots and fist pumping. NzzzzzzNzzzzzzzNzzzz (that’s my techno music making sound).

Happy week everyone!

 

Linking up with Ashley at the domestic wannabe!!

And Then There Was None….

Both my kids started school this week……yes even Little Miss! Let’s have a moment of silence…. hell let’s have 2 hours of it while Pax is at school and Harper is napping!!

It’s been kind of a whirlwind week, we never planned on starting Harper already, she won’t even be 3 until December. However, things just worked out that she was able to start at the preschool Pax has went to the past couple years and Pax will now only be going to the Early Childhood program at a local elementary school in the afternoons. Our schedule (read MINE) is going to be hectic shuttling kids to and from school, but they are both so happy about going that it is all worth it. Pax goes Mon-Thurs afternoon 12-3 and Harper goes Tues & Thurs mornings- 8:30-11.

Pax has had NO problems adjusting to being in a big elementary school with tons of kids. The building (which is brand new, and super nice) is set up very well and the early childhood kids have their own wing and playground. He loves school and if he had it his way, he would go all day every day. One more year and he will be, sad face.

 

 

 

 

These are the only pics I got, kid hates having his picture taken!!

Harper and I went and picked out new shoes and a backpack for her yesterday…….Here is what she picked:

And the shoes light up…..nope not a girlie girl AT ALL. Ok who am I kidding, I totally love it. This is why I wanted a girl, I LOVE the pink, and the Barbies, and the princesses, I love all of it. Feminists snicker away, I don’t give a shiz, I am like BRING ON DA PINK!!

On the way to take her to school today Pax was giving her lots of advice since this was his school for 2 years:

“Stand with your back against the wall and stay in a line.”

“Do NOT leave the classroom by yourself.”

“ALWAYS raise your hand to speak and wait for Mrs.Coslett to call on you.”

“But the MOST important thing is…….more important than raising your hand……..be good!!”

I told Harper there were going to be books to read and she said:

“Oh Mickey Mouse?”

Me: “Uh not sure, Pax are there Mickey Mouse books?”

Pax: “No just books about God, and Jesus.”

Harper: (nodding) “Oh yeah, I like Jesus, he’s my favorite.”

I knew there would be tears when I left her, she has been with me every day since she was 8 months old and we stopped going to daycare. Of course she goes to kid zone in the mornings but she knows my desk is right there and I am only a few feet away. I knew this would be hard for her, I dreaded the moment the teacher had to peel her off of me, kicking and screaming…………..

Except none of that happened. NONE! She walked in like she owned the place and then when it was time for me to leave she would barely looked up from her puzzle to say bye! When I picked her up they said she did great! Hrrrrmmph (that’s my pouting sound).

 

 

 

Of course I am glad she did so well, I don’t want my kids to get upset or miss me……..but would it kill ya to shed maybe ONE tear kids? I mean I am the woman who spends every day with you!

I must say, the afternoons are GLORIOUS now. Harper naps and Pax is at school and I have 3 hours of FREEDOM (cue George Michael), ya know to do important stuff like laundry, dusting, cleaning…..or sitting on my arse like I am now, blogging!!

So it’s official, my kids are all grown up. There is no turning back now. Today preschool; tomorrow high school, parties, DRIVING, curfews, slamming bedroom doors, “Mooom you are soooo annoying and soooo not cool” (said as I jam out to Michael Jackson or Journey), football games, proms, first loves, first heartbreaks, and all that other fun stuff that come with teenagers.

So I am going to treasure these moments when they just leave for a couple hours and then are back safely with me. I am going to treasure these nights when they still think it’s cool to sit down together as a family and talk, I am going to treasure our busy schedule and all the driving I have to do because at least it’s ME driving and not them (Lord, I do NOT even want to think about that day, hopefully they drive better than they walk.) It will all be over too soon, and I will be sitting in an empty house, surrounded by quiet and thinking:

“when did my babies grow up?”

Because they’ve already started to.