Monday, February 20, 2017

Mommy Mondays: A long long day in the life

This is me, keeping it "real"...yo.  Before one of my coworkers quit, because she felt work was too overwhelming, we had a conversation.  She doesn't have kids, and she asked me if they're worth it.  All the heartache, drama, stress, lack of sleep... And I told her the truth.  It is.   I'm putting that out there first, because after this recap, combined with the last one at 16 months, some of you may question why on earth anyone would sign up for this.

1:19am  - Thatbaby wakes up.  He's still sleeping poorly as he gets over his pneumonia, and I can tell he's having difficulty breathing as he nurses.  Which is part of the reason why I'm still nursing.  Because there's very little I can do to help other than provide whatever analgesic aid nursing provides.

1:49am - Thatboy takes over helping him back to sleep, so I can get a little more sleep. I manage to fall asleep before Thatboy gets back to bed.  Which is not an amazing feat.

4:27am - Thatbaby is up again, I play our brand of Russian roulette.  I bring him to bed with us.  9 times out of 10 he doesn't go back to sleep after 4am.  And then we're stuck with a screaming, crying baby in our bed.  Who also hits.  Today we get lucky and he nurses himself to sleep.  But not before...

5:15am - my alarm goes off

5:27am - I am able to extricate myself from Thatbaby and get up shower.  He's still sleeping when I finish, so I have a chance to start my hair, makeup



5:45am - Thatboy wakes up and heads out to walk Thatdog.

5:57am  - Thatbaby wakes up, I offer him some breakfast, to which he happily yells "GEHGER!"  He gets his yogurt while I finish my makeup and hair.






6:05am - I wake up Thatkid.  His latest sleeping attire means there won't be any pictures of him for a while...until he puts on some clothes.

6:08am - Thatkid eats breakfast at school, and likes to pack his own morning snack.  So I pack that.



Meanwhile, a little voice from the living room calls out "AWFUL!"  I make Thatbaby a waffle.



6:10am -  While the waffle is cooking, I tell Thatbaby it's time to get dressed.  He throws himself on the floor.  Then he starts making his way to his bedroom.



Once there, I get a whiff of something that does not smell like waffle. I change his diaper, do his breathing treatment, and get him dressed. 






Thatkid makes his way into the room (still not dressed) and starts crying that no one loves him, because I won't give Thatbaby an extra puff of albuteral.  Oh good.  It's going to be one of those days.

6:22am - I head to the kitchen and make myself a smoothie while packing my breakfast, snack and lunch.



6:33am - check on Thatkid, who is almost dressed.  I go to get myself dressed, but get distracted by laundry and put towels in the wash, then get dressed



6:45am - everyone heads out to the car, when we discover Thatkid doesn't have shoes on yet.



6:52am - The boys get into Thatboy's car and he heads off to drop them at daycare and preschool while I head to work.



7:38am - Arrive at work.  I grab a cup of hot tea and get to work preparing for a client deposition.



10:48am - Smoothie time!  Then it's back to work.



12:11pm - Major work crisis alert!  Surprise client depo prep session!  Luckily we have the bones of a prep memo, so I get to work on fleshing it out while I eat my lunch - a chicken sandwich on an English muffin.


2:40pm - Got the crisis under control, and go for my mid-afternoon pick me up.  Nutella and apple slices.

3:30pm- Close up shop and change into my running clothes.  Our switchup in the morning, with Thatboy dropping off the kids means I get into work a lot earlier, and I can leave earlier.  So I use this time to go for a short run before heading out to pick the boys up.



3:48pm - I hit the pavement.  I  rarely run the same route twice, instead picking random side streets and avenues to explore.



4:05pm- Back to the car where I hop in and head home.  Or home-ish.  I head to grab my littles from daycare/preschool.



4:48pm-  Arrive at daycare and grab Thatbaby.



4:57pm- Arrive at preschool and grab Thatkid.



5:15pm - My gas light went off on my way home.  What can I say, I live on the edge.  So we stop and grab gas on the way home.

5:23pm- We're home!  The next day is Thatbaby's last day of daycare, so I set him up to make a picture for his day care providers and Thatkid keeps him company.



5:40pm - The boys play outside while I throw the towels in the dryer.

5:48pm - Thatboy gets home and I make pizza for dinner.



6:05pm - dinner's ready!  We all sit down and eat.



6:32pm - Thatkid goes to clean his room,  and I start working on tomorrow's lunch while Thatbaby finishes up dinner.

6:38pm  - Everyone's done with dinner, and Thatbaby heads to bath.



6:53pm - I get called in to Thatbaby's room to nurse him and put him to bed while Thatboy does bathtime with Thatkid and washes dishes.



7:25pm - I join Thatboy and Thatkid in Thatkid's bed for a bedtime story.



7:37pm - I'm back in the kitchen working on lunches for tomorrow, chicken and peanut noodles. 



7:43pm - Go do a checkin on Thatkid, then back to the kitchen to make dinner, stuffed peppers.



8:11pm - The peppers go in the oven and it's workout time!  Tonight is lots and lots and lots of burpees.  Thatboy and I watch The OA while I workout.



8:30 pm- Thatbaby wakes up.  Thatboy goes in to check on him.

9:20pm  - I finish up the artwork for Thatbaby's day care providers.



9:42 pm- I log on to my work system from home and do a little more work while we watch television.

10:39pm - pack it up and go to bed

11:40pm - Thatbaby wakes again, this time it's my turn to go in.  It's going to be another rough night I fear.

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Sunday Runday: Runnin' In The Rain






I'm not a hard core runner.  You know the type.  They're like the postal service.  Neither rain, nor sleet, nor wind, nor hail....

That's not me.  I do not enjoy running in the rain.  I try to avoid it at all costs.  In fact, this is the first weekend that I haven't run in.....I can't even tell you the last weekend I didn't run!  But sometimes it's unavoidable.

Like the time I was on a 10 mile run, and it started raining at mile 7 or 8 - when I still had miles to go.  And I cried as I ran.


Or the time I met with friends and it started raining right when we arrived, so we decided to go to the nearby airforce base that had a gym.  Only it stopped raining when we got there, so we headed off to run around the base, and it started raining when we had about 2 miles to go.  I didn't cry that time, even when we were drenched.


Or last weekend, when we started our run in the rain.  SDMom said she felt especially sweaty, and I had to remind her that it probably was more rain than sweat.  But it cleared up about halfway through the run. 

I don't have the same problem with cold, but there's just something about being wet I don't enjoy. And if that means I won't get my induction into the runner's hall of fame, then so be it.

If you're looking for tips on how to run in the rain, you've come to the wrong place.  But if you have any good ideas, short of the little umprella hat, I'm all ears!

Monday, February 13, 2017

Mommy Mondays: 20 months


Weight: 27lbs 6oz (+ 19 lbs, 2 oz) (from 18 months)
Height: 35"(+ 13") (from 18 month)
Head: 19" (from 18 months)
 



Sleep: We were doing really well, down to one wakeup a night, and then his last eyetooth came in, followed by what the doctor thinks might be walking pnemonia.  And sleep has been the pits again.  Up almost every 45 minutes until around 4am when he decides that's it for the day.

Eating: Thababy had his return check fore anemia and passed!  Our increase in iron rich foods worked!  Which has also led to his new favorite food - raisins.  Dinners this past week have not been so hot, because of illness.  And he's still nursing several times a day, mostly at night.   

Best Moment: Taking Thatbaby to Disneyland  He had such a good time, was patient in the lines, enjoyed the rides, and loved seeing the characters.



Monthly Wisdom: We've entered the hitting phase of toddlerhood.  Which I hate.  Unlike Thatkid though, Thatbaby instantly regrets it.  He gets frustrated, hits, and then starts crying and hugging me.  I just need to remember this is just a phase, and as he gets more language under his belt there will be lest hitting.

Goals for the Upcoming Month:
- SLEEP  (what are you guys going to do when we conquer this hill?")

Things Thatbaby is doing:
-  He says yeah!  Which is so much nicer than no, which we got all the time.
-  He knows almost all of his body parts and some colors.  (Although must colors are pink..no matter what color they are)
-  He's started stringing together thoughts.  Like calling things "Mama's car."
- Hitting, not a good thing, but he's doing it.
- He can get into the carseat by himself and buckle the top buckle.
-He knows his name and recognizes himself in pictures.
- Speaking of, he loves having his picture taken.  He is constantly posing and saying "cheeeeeese."
- He has discovered a love for Mickey Mouse.

Sunday, February 12, 2017

Sunday Runday: Cardiff Kook 10k

The Cardiff Kook 10k seems like a race that's been around since the beginning of time.  It's a community race that has this aura of history.  I'm not sure why given that it's really only been run for the past 7 years.  Maybe that's a long time for races...

I've wanted to run this race for years and this year, since it's the year of the 10k, was the year I was going to do it!




The Cardiff Kook 10k is named for the iconic "Kook" statue in Cardiff.  The statue depicts a surfer that has become a mascot for the community.  He is constantly being dressed up and put into interesting situations, used to ask girls to homecoming and prom, and a frequent photo op for tourists and runners alike.

The Kook was on my daily running route, which is probably one of the reasons I was anxious to do this race.  Much like the founders who wanted to others to experience the course they loved.

The race started in Encinitas and we ran towards Cardiff and the Kook.  There's a 5k component, which is funny, because it turns around before the Kook. 

The course runs along the water.  It was a pretty overcast, which made for a nice cool run, if not the best views.


The first mile I ran in 10 minutes, and the second mile in under 9:30.  And then came the positive splits.  Mile 3 was just under 10 minutes, and then came the turnaround.
 




Mile 4 continued with the drop in pace, this time a little over 10 minutes.  Mile 5 hit the hills, and I slowed down even more.  At this point I figured I wasn't going to make my goal of 1:03, but I kept on chugging.  Around this time we met up with the 5kers heading back from their turn-around.  And there were plenty of fun costumes to watch.



Joining in with the 5kers gave me the extra push I needed and the last mile was back under 10 minutes.  I saw the 1:02 on the timeclock as I approached and kicked it into high gear, crossing at 1:02:31.

So not only did I cut 2 minutes off my 10k time, but it was also a PR!  A 2 minute PR!


So the Cardiff Kook 10k has become my favorite race of 2017 so far.  I know, it's early days yet.  But it gives me home that I can drop 3 minutes over the next 10 months!!!!  Resolution, here I come!

Wednesday, February 08, 2017

Crave Wednesday: Grilled Gruyere and Olive Tapenade Sandwiches

  • There are so many parts of San Diego that we've never had a chance to explore. Some parts we don't get to, and other parts we just don't know about.   Before the boys were born, Thatboy and I made it a point to find and explore our surroundings, but now it's not as easy.
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  • So we jumped at the chance to do "The Seven Bridges Walk" with my running group and their families.   
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  • One of the things I love about San Diego is that it doesn't feel like a city, despite the fact it most certainly is.  It doesn't have the same oppressive feeling that some big cities have with their towering skyscrapers and buildings pressed against each other, blocking the view of the sky.  

The seven bridges walk, a 5.5 mile loop featuring truss and suspension bridges, highlights how unique the city is.  The first bridge is a pedestrian bridge crossing over Park Avenue, linking sections of Balboa Park together.  The second bridge, which caters to automobile traffic has views of canyons and the ocean.



The third, wooden bridge, stretches between homes, over a river which had taken advantage of the recent rains.






And that's where the photographic documentation ends.  Because the fourth bridge was  a suspension bridge.  And I was not going to stop on that for one minute.  I was too concerned with getting over it while carrying Thatbaby.  I'm not a fan of suspension bridges.  After that the kids in the group were getting tired, so all the adults decided that 4 out of 7 bridges is pretty good, and we headed back.




Thatbaby fell asleep on the walk back to the car, so Thatboy and Thatkid killed some time skateboarding before we headed home for lunch, grilled cheese!  Have you ever noticed that grilled cheese makes everyone happy?  It's the ultimate comfort food.  And while the boys are thrilled with American cheese on bread, I personally like my grilled cheese a little fancier.  Like this version with a sundried tomato and olive tapenade.  And gruyere in place of American cheese (which really shouldn't even be called cheese at all.)  The mild cheese mellows out the bite of the olive, while the tapenade spices up what might otherwise be a boring sandwich.  The original recipe calls for sundried tomatoes in oil, which you are welcome to use.  Personally, I find sundried tomatoes in oil to be a bit too early, preferring to control the oil content myself.  But use what makes you happiness.  If you use sundried tomatoes in oil, reserve 2 Tbsp of the oil and use that in place of the olive oil.




Grilled Gruyere and Olive Tapenade Sandwiches (From Cooking Light)
4 sundried tomatoes
2 Tbsp olive oil, divided
12 pitted kalamata olives
2 garlic cloves
8 slices multigrain bread
1/4 cup grated Parmigiano-Reggiano cheese
8 slices tomato
2 oz Gruyere cheese, shaved
  1.  Combine tomatoes, 1 Tbsp olive oil, olives, and garlic in food processor until smooth.
  2. Brush one side of each bread slice with 1 Tbsp olive oil.  
  3. Spread 1 1/2 Tbsp olive mixture on each of 4 bread slices, oil side down.  
  4. Top each bread slice with 1 Tbsp Parmigiano-Reggiano, 2 tomato slices nad 1/2 oz Gruyere.
  5. Top with remaining 4 bread slices, oil side up.
  6. Heat a skillet over medium-high heat.  Add sandwiches to pan.  Place a cast iron or other heavy skillet on top of sandwiches, pressing gently to flatten sandwiches.  Cook 2 minutes on each side.

Monday, February 06, 2017

Mommy Mondays: Milkin' It

Today was TSIL's first day back from maternity leave.  Coincidentally, one of my coworkers also returned from maternity leave today.

And really, this doesn't mean much to you, except it reminded me that I never shared my pumping at work/milk storage process.  I feel like pumping in general is really not covered well.  The whole process of how and when seemed like such a mystery to me.  And after doing it twice, I'm far from an expert, but I definitely found a workable system.

In the mornings I would pack everything I needed for the day.  In my wet bag I'd pack flanges and bottles.  The great thing about a wet bag is that you can throw everything in it after you pump, put the whole bag in a refrigerator, and then not have to wash any of the pump parts.  A wet bag is not necessary.  With Thatkid I used a ziplock.  But I personally prefer the wet bag because I could throw it in the wash and reuse it.  I'm sure my coworkers also appreciated a cute little bag instead of seeing all my girl things too.





I also brought a little cooler with ice pack to store the milk after it was pumped.  Really, this was most important for bringing them home, since I stored the pump milk in the cooler in the fridge.





Whenever I needed to pump at work, I'd grab my wet bag and cooler from the fridge and hook up.





After a pump session, I would combine the two bottles I pumped into one of the bottles.





The empty bottle and flanges would go back in the wet bag, and the full bottle would go into the cooler.





At the end of the day I'd take home a cooler full of milk.  Monday through Thursday night I would use those bottles to fill up Thatbaby's bottles for the next day at daycare.


On Friday nights, I froze all the milk.  This is where my milk trays came in handy!  Each stick is 1 ounce.





And then the tray went in the freezer.  Along with anything I pumped on Saturday and Sunday.





Once the sticks were frozen, I could turn the tray over and pop out each 1 ounce stick.




Then they'd get bagged, dated, and placed back in the freezer. I put 4 oz in each bag, because that's how much milk went in each of Thatbaby's bottles.


Sunday nights I'd grab a couple of bags and use them to fill Thatbaby's Monday bottles.  I'd put the bottles in the fridge to defrost overnight.  And Monday morning they were ready to go for daycare!


Like I said, it may not be a perfect system, but it was easy for me.  It kept me from washing bottles and pump parts a million times a day.  And it kept my freezer stash from getting too old, since they were rotated in every Monday.  But of all the aspects of motherhood, pumping and making bottles was my least favorite part so far!