Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Roland is 18 months...

This is a little late... but it happens. Roland is now closer to two years old than he is one. My baby has been replaced by a full fledged toddler.

Here are his stats:
25.6 pounds
34 1/2 inches

Roland is pretty obsessed with music. He loves to sing (which consists of humming with a word or two thrown in every once in awhile) and dance around the house. One of my favorite things to do is have mini dance parties during Hazel's nap time or at night after Gabe gets home.

He also loves helping. He helps unload the dishwasher, sweep, throw diapers away, pick up toys, sort laundry, and take care of Hazel. The other day Hazel started crying and Roland ran into the room where she was. I quickly followed him expecting to find him smothering her. He had brought her his favorite stuffed animal and gave her a pacifier, which she was happily sucking on.

A few weeks ago Roland went to nursery for the first time. I am so grateful one of our friends is one of the teachers because Roland is generally overwhelmed by new people and places. Last Sunday when Gabe went to pick him up he was standing there crying but also clapping and singing with everyone. It gets a little better each week.

Some favorite phrases:
"Yeah buddy"
"Hazy baby" or "Hey baby"
"Love you bye"

He loves to paraphrase what we say but will not say any phrase on command. He's a funny kid and we love him.

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Take back my life...

I just finished (and won) a 6 week health challenge. This is the second time I've done one of these challenges.

The first time around it was about pushing the rules as far as I could without breaking them. I was pregnant, and craved food in general.
But this time around I found a fight in me I think I forgot was there. I got up at 5 some mornings to work out after going to bed far too late. I maxed out on my reps and did my best to push myself during my workouts. I like plain carrot juice now y'all.

But, I also did things like ate most of my vegetables dipped in ranch dressing and enjoyed a Braum's 1/3 pound cheeseburger one night for dinner.

And I loved my body through all of it.

I have transitioned myself to a plant based diet and except for the occasional indulgence I'm sticking to lower sugar consumption. I drink water almost constantly it seems. I also don't eat a lot of meat, but that's just what I do to keep my stomach happy.

I am making weights a priority in my workout routines.
I am committing to working out at least 5x a week for at least 30 minutes.
I am enjoying my 10 minutes of stretching 4x a week.

There is really nothing I did that shouldn't be part of a typical healthy routine. Although, I firmly believe in occasional indulgence. There is nothing that screams health freak (ok, maybe drinking beet and carrot juice) or workout obsessed.

But the results have been much better than I imagined. I feel like I'm becoming reacquainted with an old friend; the happier, healthier, doesn't take people's crap version of myself.

 And she's a pretty cool woman.

For before and after pictures and challenge details click here.

Sunday, August 2, 2015

Sundays are the fun days...

Today was a typical Sunday. We rushed in to the church building only to stand in the foyer until after the sacrament was administered because e were once again late. When we got into the chapel there were only fold out chairs left and so we chose a spot close to the door for the expected frequent exits.
Exit number one occurred with a diaper change, number two was a screaming Roland who had managed to convince his Papa he needed to sit in his own chair only to slide out the opening and land on his back. Exit number three occurred due to a fussy Hazel.
After sacrament we headed to Gabe's Primary classroom where we divided up the diaper bag and I decided to take Roland to nursery for the first time.
Roland had fun

until he realized I had left, which gave me enough time to get some things done for my calling before comforting an upset Roland. He fell asleep almost immediately after I picked him up and we headed back to Relief Society during which Gabe and I exchanged the following pictures:

During the closing prayer of Relief Society I heard what I found out was a very upset Hazel. I gathered up my things as quickly as I could holding a sleeping Roland and headed out to help Gabe get us home before another meltdown occurred.

Sometimes three hours of worship can seem like a bit much when we have two kids under the age of two and I feel like I am in the hallway more than not. But, we go because regardless of how much we miss while in the hallways, each week there is something that we learn, Gabe loves teaching his Primary kids, and the work of the Lord is never done.

Sundays won't always be this hectic and I know there will come a time I will look back longingly at my littles who wanted their Mama so much.