We are always changing!

As women, our mind, our soul, our thoughts, even our bodies are always changing.  Some for the good, some for the not so good. Here are some of those changes:

- Making more conscious food choices.  These choices are usually for the better. As a kid I would eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and an eclair for dinner, and have a butterfinger for dessert right before going to bed. I would feel so sick if I did that now!

- Getting a healthy heart.  Most of us do cardio for weight loss or maintenance, but we all know that a good cardio workout is a great cardio workout for your heart.

- Parenting! When I grow up- I will NEVER be like my mom.  And then you turn into her, and realize its not such a bad thing.

- Teenage girls dream about their future husband and how perfect he (and your marriage) is going to be.  Then a couple of years after getting married you realize what you wanted has changed, and then a few more years later, you realize what a great man, father, and partner you have.  And hopefully he will see that in you, too.

- Everything sags before you get "old."

- No matter how much  you do to prevent it, cellulite is a part of life for women.

- Breastfeeding is indeed best for baby, but your boobs WILL NEVER be the same afterwards.

- You will waddle when you are pregnant. Period.

- You let your kids zone out in front of the TV like drooling maniac's because you need to get stuff done.  (And don't tell me you don't!)

- People you love and you are close to will die, and in a horrific manner, and you will question your relationship with God.  And you will question that relationship again, and again, and again.

- Church is still a place for socializing, but it actually becomes a place to foster spiritual experiences and meaningful lessons.

- Going out with friends is fun, but hanging out with your family is sometimes more fun. Your family becomes your best friends.

- Your skin doesn't automatically get better. All kinds of weird spots and bumps show up, and practically out of nowhere.

-Parts of your body you didn't know existed, hurt.  You can throw your back out sneezing.  Hurt your hip reaching. Or crack ribs by playing catch.

But really, each birthday that goes by is another year of wisdom you are able to have, and from which to learn.  Try to be grateful for something big or small, every day of your life.

Today I am grateful for this baby who is sitting on my sciatic nerve and making me pee every 15 minutes!  It means he is growing and healthy!  Love you unnamed baby boy number 3!

Running "with child"

Running is hard stuff, running while prego, whew, thats even harder. I'll list my top 5 gripes.

# 5- No, I am not weirdly fat only in my bulging tummy. I am indeed 5 1/2 months pregnant, so stop staring at me.

# 4- For the love of all things good, can someone please design workout maternity clothes.  Not all pregnant women want to wear yoga pants for every workout.  I bought several pairs of large shorts, which are big enough, but don't give extra room for the expanding belly and just end up in your backside.  It's a permanent wedgie.

# 3- Don't tell me that your doctor told you, or you read on the internet, that running while pregnant is bad for the baby, can cause birth defects, or even miscarriages. I keep track of my heart rate, my breathing, and any odd pains that might pop up.  If anything is out of the ordinary, I slow down, or walk.  No doctor has ever, or will ever tell you not to walk while you are pregnant, so hush up well meaning, but ill informed old school advice givers.

# 2- Speaking of slowing down, if I slowed down anymore, I will be standing in place.  This is no joke, and very frustrating. I am not a fast runner to begin with, so slowing down my pace because I physically can't make my body move any faster is less than ideal.

 

# 1- I can not go one mile without feeling like I have to pee.  And with each step I take, I feel like I need to pee more and more.  Oh, and heaven forbid I have to sneeze while running...

Even though it kinda sucks, I don't want to lose the "fitness" I had a couple of months ago. And sitting on the stationary bike at the gym for 25 minutes doesn't compare to the cardio workout that you get from running. And, I have tried prenatal yoga, and it kinda sucks.

Lock your car!

I blame the Little Guy.

 I got in my car the other morning, and noticed what I thought was my glove compartment, was open and empty.  Nothing else seemed to be bothered or gone, so I thought maybe my husband took the manual out for one reason or another.  I went to work and thought no more about it.  When I left work that day, I stopped by the gas station to get a soda (don't judge, you probably drank soda when you were prego, too!) and I got a dollar from my wallet, and went to grab some coins from the change-holder-thingy, but there was no money.  Hell, the entire change-holder-thingy was gone. Right then I realized two things; my car had indeed been broken into, and they found another glove compartment in my car, which I didn't know about!  

So why do I blame the Little Guy? Well, he was in my purse, stealing my mascara and rubbing it all over the couch, so I can only assume he got into my keys and starting pressing buttons, as he always does!

Moral of the story- lock your car and hide your purse.

Clothes shopping, no thanks!

I NEVER thought I wouldn't want to go shopping for new clothes.  I do love to shop, and I really love clearance racks at stores.  I don't care if it was last season's shirt, if it has a red tag on it, I'm happy.  But right now, I don't want to buy anything!  I'm almost 4 months pregnant, and I'm not one of those adorable pregnant ladies who just have a belly, but nothing else grows.  Nope, I grow everywhere- (well, except for my boobs, which is the one place I really want to grow.)  A lot of people *think* I am all stomach, but really, my butt, legs, and hips spread right away.  Since this is hopefully my last pregnancy, I really don't want to dump money into buying a new maternity wardrobe.  I went through all the clothes I wore with the other kiddo's and they are all work clothes.  I guess I could wear slacks and button up shirts everyday, but one thing that prego ladies know is you gotta be comfortable! So here I am at an impasse with being not quite big enough for maternity clothes, but too big for my normal fitted attire. Ugh!

Busy and 5.

Bloggy World,

Its been over a month since I have graced you with my slightly sarcastic, yet, very truthful writings and musings. I've been busy! Since I wrote you last, I
1- successfully pulled off an entire cheer and dance competition. (Lets forget about the part where there were 5 missing trophies, and this was not realized until the emcee was calling out winners and I ran out of trophies.)  Through all of this, I've realized my days of being a head coach are numbered.  I don't know if I will ever get out of the cheer/dance world, but being an assistant, or just choreographing and/or judging seems more up my alley right now.
2- I've pretty much stopped running, minus two miles here, or three there.  I do feel a bit antsy about letting this slip, but I REFUSE to run in 30 degree weather.
3- I've taught zumba only one time in the entire month.  It seems that everyone has an excuse for why they can't come.
4- We had Christmas Eve with the Jones', Christmas Day at our house, Christmas night at the Boyce's, then the day after Christmas with the Jones' again.
5- We went to Florida.  We were in a pretty nice hotel, where they didn't have washing machines and dryers available for guests to do themselves.  We could get our laundry done, by housekeeping, for a small fee of around 5 bucks per garment. So, we all ran out of clothes, and I'm pretty sure my husband wore the same pair of jeans more than twice.  I may or may not have done the same.
And while you Virginian's had 60 degree weather here, I had 84 degree weather, and certainly was in my bathing suit, floating on the lazy river!
6- We went to Sea World.  The Big Boy did not want to do Disney at all.  He really wanted to go to Sea World, and since my hubby and I didn't care, we obliged him and went.  It was pricey, but the 5 hours we spent there were great!  We saw an animal show, complete with dogs, cats, birds, pigs, and even a skunk.  We got to watch the whale show- this was amazing, and NO, none of the trainers were pinned to the bottom by their angry whale this time.
7- We hired a babysitter (two of the soccer players) to play DS with our older son, and also monitor the little one who was sleeping, so we could do something for New Years.  Our big night out was eating a meal in the hotel lobby.  We did, however, see fireworks through the window.  That was a plus.
8- I've had practices and performances with my girls.
9- I've waited for more people to show up for Zumba.
10- I've eaten A LOT of sweets.  Yep, I'm still at it.  Yikes!
11- I've gained several pounds- most likely due to numbers 10 and 2.
12- My parents live in a home which the original home is 80 years old.  My brother gutted and redid their bathroom as a Christmas gift.  I will be putting new front doors on their home.  Hopefully these fixes will make them more comfortable in their old, almost historic home.
13- The person who quite literally changed my life is 5.  Today is his actual birthday, but we celebrated it on Saturday with 16 other kids.  NO lie.  There were 16 kids under 15, 90% of them were under 6, and very boy heavy.  Collin was able to have a couple of his friends from school come over and he was so excited about that.  We had pizza, pinata, coloring pages, played duck duck goose, soccer, lots of wrestling the bigger kids, lots of candy, and of course, cake, ice cream, and presents.  No one got hurt until the little kid who was hiding under the table with his other buddies stealing people's candy, hit his head on the table going to get his goody bag.  That was the only casualty.  I'd say it was a pretty good day.

 I love my little guy.  He went from being the guy of my dreams, to the kid who amazes me every day, to the kid I couldn't wait to send to preschool cause he was driving me crazy, to a perfect mix of a small child, and an older kid.  I know everyone thinks their first born is super smart, and I'm no exception to that thought.

Until next time bloggy world!

Procrastinator

Have I already blogged about this?  Well if I have, sorry, you will hear it again!

Why am I such a procrastinator?  I literally have to wait until all of my family is in bed, there is absolutely nothing on TV and, facebook, twitter, and email have all been checked and no one is posting anything or sending me anything.

I am spending my nights doing programs, t-shirts, to do lists, getting judges and vendors squared away, etc. for this stupid competition on Saturday.  (I say stupid because it is a whole lotta work, and its just little old me doing it all.)  Its not like I didn't start these projects early enough, its that I don't work on them early enough at night, so I can go to bed at a decent hour, and get a good night's sleep.

Man am I tired!  My body is mad at me and rebelling against all of the late nights.  I have a headache, sinus ache, lower back pains, and have recently thought picking up a productive cough would be totally awesome. HA!

I just keep thinking, if I can make it until Saturday night, all will be well- except- scurch- there are two parties and I have to prepare a lesson for Sunday School the next day.  And since I am a procrastinator, I will do it on Saturday night, after everyone goes to bed, or Sunday morning while I am trying to get my kids dressed and ready for church! UGH!

So procrastination I go, until I can figure how to start projects earlier in my day!

I'm at it again.

SUGAR!  I can't seem to get enough of it these days.  Remember my post from a couple months back where I was responsible for eating an entire package of Oreo's?  Well, I'm craving those stupid Oreo's again.  And candy bars.  And tootsie pops.  And soda.  Pretty much anything super sweet, with no nutritional value, I want it.  For a while there, I was great.  I wouldn't say my issue with sugar ever went away, but it definitely wasn't out of control.  Leading up to Ragnar, when I was in the thick of my training, and then, leading up to my half marathon, when I was putting up the big miles, my need for sucre was at bay.  It was a normal, everyone loves sugar, but not going to indulge everyday type of thing.  But now, man oh man, I am back at it again.  I can attribute it to a couple of things.
1- I'm not training anymore.
2- Its cold outside, and I love me some hot chocolate.
3- I'm away from home and at practice a lot more now than before, so its easy to grab something from the vending machine.
4- I am staying up very late at night to get competition stuff done, and the only good snacks in my house are ice cream and candy.
5- I've fallen into the "its the holidays, I'll be better in the New Year" trap.  This trap is bad- and it sucks people right in!

So while I wait for someone, anyone, to show up to my zumba classes on friday mornings and monday nights, I will consume sugar.  While I am at practice for a double rehearsal, I will consume sugar.  While my littlest has learned how to say "I want kin-y, I want duh- dun (I want candy, I want dumdum) I will give into him, because I want some as well, and I will consume sugar.

OH MY GOSH I LOVE SUGAR!