A different point of view

With the beautiful spring weather (70* and sunny!) here in KY I decided that it was time to take Benjamin for his first of many trips to the park. I called my sister, Jenny to accompany us on this joyous adventure with the family dog, Jesse. So we head to the park and start out with great expectations of walking a few miles. We must have looked like a sightly group, me hiking up my in between jeans (yes, they are not maternity but they are not my old, pre-pregnancy jeans) that are getting too big *grins* babe in stroller screaming because he much rather be held and Jenny trying to keep a 9 month old golden retriever who happens to weigh 80 pounds from pooping on the walk!

Anyway...back to the reason for this post (other than to make you laugh at the mental image you just conjured up in your mind. Sorry). As we were walking I noticed many cyclists and runners. And then there was this small twinge of...not sure what to call it, jealousy? envious? It was a feeling of, "oh  yeah, I remember what that feels like, I miss it." It kind of reminds me of being injured and wanting to get back out there. I watched them fly past us on their sleek bikes, the riders decked out in spandex in cool colors (yes spandex is cool in the cycling world). I saw runners with GU packs (I have to admit, I actually miss the taste of GU! Am I crazy? Probably, but the chocolate tasted like frosting. Honest.) and hydration belts on skinny little waists, ready for a long run. I miss that runner's high, the feeling of accomplishment after completing the assigned mileage for the day. As I reminisce of my triathlon days I am brought back to reality of a 80 pound golden pooping, despite Jenny's best efforts to keep him not pooping and my son who is screaming because the sun is in his eyes. oops. I take a hard look at where I am now. Pushing a stroller (not even a jogging stroller) instead of riding my new fantastic bike that the hubby gave me as a wedding gift. Unfortunately I haven't got to ride it much because winter came and I got knocked up. Instead of wearing cool spandex shorts and a colorful jersey, I am wearing jeans that are too big. But I notice that there is still one thing in common, they have their cool water bottle and I do too! Except my Gatorade bottle is filled with plain water and their is probably filled with either a protein drink (which I disliked anyway) or some tasty flavor of Gatorade.And then I realize that I have something way cooler than them, my son. (And yes, I know that they probably have a just-as-cute kid(s) at home) I have the chance to work at home during the night and be able to spend my days with my little guy.
How cool is that?

Last day as a 'single mom'

So today is the last day of the hubbs' EMT class. Since Nov. he has been at EMT class Mondays and Wednesdays from 6-10. He is also at fire training on Tuesdays from 6- at least 10pm and sometimes later. And this is all on top of his full time job, where he leaves the homestead at 7am. He tries his best to come home for lunch, but if he doesn't get to then we don't see him until 11pm. That's 16 hours. Now, don't get me wrong, I am sooo proud of him! I honestly don't know how he can keep going like that, he puts the Energizer Bunny to shame!

But its been hard on me to watch him leave every morning, knowing that he won't be home until late. I try to juggle working from home, keeping the home standing, and raising Benjamin. I've gotten used to it, since its all I've known since Benjamin was born. So I am a little curious and excited how our lives are about to change with him being home more. We will actually have a bedtime routine for Benjamin, since M-W evenings we are normally at my parent's house. If it weren't for family I would have gone crazy a long time ago and probably starved to death. (thanks family for all the dinners and helping out with the babe!)

So after today, he will just have fire training on Tuesday nights! I am picturing in my head that hubbs will be able to take over the evening duties and I can work or *gasp* be able to go running! I am sure that it will be an adjustment, but looking forward to seeing and talking to my wonderful, amazing husband!

And honey, if you are reading this, I am sooo proud of you! You continuously amaze me!

This time last year...

We found out that I was pregnant! I remembered feeling so scared and shocked! Now I can't begin to even imagine live without Benjamin. He has made us really look at what is important in life and how each day is a chance to learn, to discover, to laugh and yes, even to cry over the smallest things. For an entertaining story of how we found out, read Surprise!

And I leave you with the happiest babe around! Ok, well sometimes :)

Have you seen my pre-pregnancy body?

I am not sure where it went.The weight I gained during pregnancy is gone (yeah!) and has been for awhile now, but my body....where did it go? How can I weigh less than when I first got pregnant but my clothes still do not fit? Ok, well some of them do. With the warmer weather I decided it was time to put away my winter clothes and get out the spring/summer clothes (I know, I probably jinxed us all, sorry). I started trying on the shirts...anything that was a button down...oh my. I thought the buttons might, at any moment fly off my shirt and hit innocent babe who was sleeping on my bed (how did my size A girls go to size D? I miss them).The shorts, I tried on one pair and that was enough humiliation for me. My hips are not the same, I know they spread during pregnancy, but the question is do they go back? And if they do, how long does it take? *sigh* So for the spring I have a few shirts and no shorts. The good news is that the weather man must have heard that I was having issues, so he has forecasted mid 50's for the next week! Thank you weather man, no shorts needed for at least another week! :)
I will leave you with a picture of what I looked like a few weeks before I delivered Benjamin. It is amazing that I can go from huge to normal size in such a short amount of time.

 

A week of Firsts

Ok, well it was actually last week, but whose counting?

We went to the Little Treasure sale and scored lots of goodies; playpen for $30, rocking caterpillar (take off of the rocking horse, toys, toys, and more toys. Not to mention some oh so cute swimming trunks and summer clothes. Aunt Jenny went along with us on the first day and we had so much fun standing in line for 2 hours to pay for everything! You decided to fill your diaper in the middle of shopping, so Jenny took you to the van and changed you. First diaper change in the van! Anyway, we had a great time.

First Laugh- we went back to the Little Treasure Sale with my grade school friend Melissa and while standing in line, she made you laugh. Not just a little laugh (like you have been doing in your sleep), but a laugh that came from deep down in your belly. Your eyes squinted and arms clenched as you laughed. You had everyone in line laughing with you!

Rolled Over- you were snuggling up next to me one morning and I guess you decided that you were hungry. So instead of crying to wake me, you rolled from your back to your right side and proceeded to grab my shirt to find the boob. You are so your father's son!

Found your hands- you actually found them a few weeks ago, but now you are 100% sure that they are your hands and boy do they taste good! You would be crying and then bring your hand up in front of your face and you would stop crying and then look at me as to say; "momma, look, its my hand!"

Figured out how to use the lower lip- when you don't get your way; like when I take you out of the bath that you have been in for almost 45 minutes; you start whimpering and stick out your lower lip. I wish I had my camera to capture the moment. But I am sure there will be more.

Sitting up with assistance- love to sit up and see your world from a new view. I propped you up in your highchair with blankets and you loved it!

Three months- yep, you turned three months this past Sunday :)