Thursday, September 30
When Scott went back to work, he decided that he was going to get into a routine, eat healthier, and go to the gym before work. I began to feel slightly guilty for my bowl of ice cream sitting in front of me. but working out or going to the gym is difficult for a mother of two. With Brendan, I always used the excuse that I had no one to watch the baby while I went to the gym.
Along came the CBU Fitness Challenge. What it really provides is an opportunity for a Kinesiology student to gain internship credit by leading a fitness course to Staff on campus. However, it also provides an opportunity for staff to join a fitness course in their place of work and get back in shape. The class meets twice a week for 1 hour each day. At the end of the semester we will be tested to see how much we have improved.
I had no excuses for this one. My Childcare provider offered to watch the boys for the additional time with no extra charge while I do the class. Scott agreed to join me so I have some accountability and company. This is our second week of the course and already I feel sore. But I know that it is healthy for me. It is also a reminder to eat better. Of course I still eat my sweets, but I focus more on water instead of soda, I pack my lunch in the morning instead of buying fried food from the On Campus cafe, and I don't eat nearly as much dessert as before.
My goal: First, to gain my ab muscles back (which my husband does not believe me when I say I was unable to use my ab muscles while pregnant, he doesn't understand why I have no strength in my abs anymore and just says "wow you're really out of shape aren't you" Thanks hunny). Second, to lose 5-10 more pounds. And Third, to just feel better about myself.
We will see how I feel in December when the course is over!
Wednesday, September 29
There was Brendan standing there holding the boys water bowl up so they could drink out of it. And they were! They wouldn't touch the stale water just sitting the ground by itself, but as soon as Brendan held it in his hands, they were happy to slurp it up!
Brendan also likes to hand feed them their dog food when it is out, and they are more than pleased to be hand fed!
Tuesday, September 28
Sunday, September 26
Saturday, September 25
But our first year of marriage Scott made friends with Baseball fans. Much to my dismay (as I was not raised on sporting events other than my brothers AYSO soccer games) Scott began to become interested in sporting events again. This interest from his childhood that had become dormant was now very much active. Like a volcano, suddenly he was bursting with a desire to watch and follow baseball. At first, I thought this was just a phase, “It will be over soon” I thought/hoped “then life will resume as normal.”
Life was never normal again! :) Baseball season lasted longer than I ever would have thought (April – October not counting spring training). Therefore, we became Angel fans. It turned out to be fun, something we could share together. We went to games, picked favorite players, talk about the score and just enjoy this activity together.
3 years ago Scott started becoming friends with football fans…This is where I draw the line! I hate football; I was putting my foot down. We will NOT follow football, we will NOT become USC fans, baseball is my limit! I don’t like football, I don’t understand football, I spent too many Friday nights sitting on the bleachers in a marching band uniform watching football games that I did not understand drag on.
I resisted. Scott hung out with our friends to watch the USC games without me. Once in a while I would come just to hang out with the girls but I was NOT there to watch football. They would try to explain football to me saying the reason I did not like it was that I did not understand it. I have given in (slightly). My husband watches college ball on Saturdays and I will sit on the floor and craft or do other things while somewhat watching the game.
Today, Scott’s dad is coming over all day to watch football with his son and see his grandkids. I plan to leave the house most of the morning, but know that I will end up watching football with them for some of it. *sigh* I give up.
But I defiantly will NOT watch Nascar, that is final!
Friday, September 24
Wednesday, September 15
Caleb is almost 4 months old! 17 weeks! Crazy how fast the time goes! We went to JCPenney a couple weeks ago and took his 3 month pictures. 3 months is not really my favorite age to take photos. Newborn they are fairly moldable to the pictures you want, and 6 months they are sitting up and able to look cute. 3 months is somewhat of an awkward stage, the hold up their head pretty well, but they just lay there. They are learning to smile but have multiple chins while doing so. Baby acne is still somewhat present, baby is fidgety and not very cooperative and the pictures just never turn out as cute as I would want. Don't get me wrong, I think my child is simply adorable, these pictures just never show what I see in my baby.
More updates to come...I promise!
Saturday, September 4
I just love these boys! Even if they never leave...
Friday, September 3
Thursday, September 2
A family of 4. Two wonderful sons, on a family outing to more baseball games!
And to think, it all started 5 years ago...
Wednesday, September 1
It was such a cute little shop, bright colors, a jeep for him to sit in while they cut his hair, a little toy when he left, and it was discounted price for Toddler Tuesday. The problem was, they did not really cut his hair. She trimmed it a little, I told her that it was too long, it curled in the back and tangled easily. So she trimmed a little on the top and very little from the back. When she was done, I asked if she could trim it more, she stared at me with a blank look and asked, “Where do you want it shorted?” Umm…All over! But Brendan was getting fussy at this point and I could see she didn’t really know what she was doing cutting a toddler boys hair.
That was when I decided I was done paying other people to cut my sons hair, I just couldn’t afford for other to cut it just short enough that I would have to be back in 2-3 weeks to get it done again. (To give you an idea, I only pay to get my haircut about every 9 months to a year.) I certainly was not going to pay for my son to get a haircut 17 times a year.
Son in July, when it was well past time for Brendan to get a haircut. Soctt said he didn't like how long Brendan's hair was for a little boy, too many people still thought he was a girl. It was time for a "man's haircut!" So Scott and I pulled out the clippers and did it ourselves!
Brendan was less than thrilled with the process.
And in the end, I lost my baby, those long curls on the back of his head are gone, and in their place I have a handsome boy (with tangle free hair I might add).