We had big plans of going to Tennessee to visit our one-week-new niece, Penelope, this weekend but both boys had colds and by Friday, it seemed that Theo’s was getting worse instead of better. Turns out, it’s just a junky cough that has not changed one.bit. since late Thursday night. He acts like he feels fine so who knows if it was/is anything contagious. Dexter hasn’t (yet) developed a cough. We worried about the car ride, them sleeping somewhere else, and mainly, that Penelope would catch it. As much as I wanted to go to Tennessee, I knew the right thing to do was to stay away from a 5 day old baby while the kids were not 100%. Despite being super bummed, we made the most of our weekend. Friday afternoon the weather was nice so we took the opportunity to play outside and go for a quick wagon ride. Unfortunately we only made it about four houses down the road where a few neighbors were gathered, chatting. Even though I really wanted to bust on down the road and burn some calories, I stood and chatted for a few minutes as well. Afterwards, Theo was ready to go back home.
Saturday we mainly relaxed around the house doing stuff like this:
then ventured out at dinnertime for Cheeseburger in Paradise. COASTAL TACOS, y’all!!
I remembered a Groupon I bought for a bouncy place so we took advantage of that today. The boys just loved it. I was excited because I remembered taking Malachi (my nephew) when he was three and sweating to the oldies right there with him. I figured we’d all get some exercise. I was figured right about that part. I figured we’d stay for about an hour. I figured wrong. We were there almost two hours. I was begging the boys for a break, “hey, aren’t you thirsty? Don’t you need a sip of water?” Really, it was a lot of fun.
I couldn’t hear him, but I know this face + clap = “Yay! I deeed it!”
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quite possibly Theo’s favorite part
After almost 2 hours of bouncing, we went across the street to Bajio, where we had a coupon. Can you tell I love a deal?
Woody was the only one that didn’t have a hard time staying awake on the way home. Also? Maybe one of my favorite pictures. EVER.
It was almost 2 by the time we got home and the boys were bushed. I have been telling myself since January 1st that I was going to re-join the gym. I snuck back out as soon as we got Dexter in bed and joined the Y.
Since I had worn my yoga pants to the bounce place, I figured I may as well take advantage of the facilities and get in a little work out. I only did 35 minutes on the elliptical. I only burned 220 calories. I kept telling myself how pathetic it was that this was wearing me out. Then I pep talked myself (silently of course). Although I was struggling, at least I was making myself do it. It felt good to move my body instead of spending the boys’ nap taking a nap myself. Those 220 calories are the only ones I’ve burned on purpose since Theo was about 4 months old. Those 220 calories made me sweat like I haven’t since Theo was about 4 months old. Seriously. The more I thought about it, the prouder I felt of myself for taking this initiative to take back control of my life.
“Yay! I deeeeed it!”
I was active with my kids today. It was fun. I did something for myself by working out and I felt accomplished afterwards. I don’t want to be skinny minny, I just want to feel good. I want to have energy left at the end of the day to do something besides just lay on the couch playing dumb games on my phone. I want to be able to wear shorts at Disney World in the fall and not feel disgusting. I’m trying. And that’s the most I’ve done in a long time.
looking up,
~C~
