Archive | July 2013

Crowing

Two views of local Extension leaders drilling ...

Two views of local Extension leaders drilling in physical exercise in middies and bloomers, … (Photo credit: Cornell University Library)

Today was a boot camp day.  Once a week I go to the local mall with my girl in her stroller and do baby boot camp.

I’m old and fat and out of shape, but several months ago I started doing Couch to 5K.  When it got too hot to do that baby boot camp came along and I jumped on it.

It is hard.

I mean REALLY hard.

I sweat and turn red and sometimes I can’t complete all of the reps of a given exercise.  But I try, damnit.  And I am there every week with a smile on my face.  I love getting some exercise, interacting with other moms and setting an example for my darling baby girl.

So today was extra fun in a bit of a snarky way.

I am by far the oldest, most overweight and out of shape of any woman there.  But again, I work my butt off and I do keep up.  No one has to wait on me to get back with the group.  Ever.

There were a few new ladies today including this one beautiful, petite blonde.  About 20 minutes into our workout she suddenly started walking away from the group to leave.  The instructor told us to keep doing what we were doing and went to catch up to her.  It seems she was feeling sick and lightheaded and decided it was too much for her.  The instructor convinced her to stay, told her to just sit and drink water and catch her breath while we finished the outside portion of the workout.

The blonde stayed for the rest of the workout but said in the end it was way harder than she expected.

It made ME feel good because I’ve been there since day one and I haven’t given up.  Today we even did some jogging at the end of a lunge series and I was able to lunge walk and then jog to the beginning to start over.

I wouldn’t have believed it 6 or 9 months ago.

That said, I’m ready for fall so I can start running again!

One of THOSE Moms

Renoir maternite

Renoir maternite (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Miss P’s first birthday is rapidly approaching.  In some ways this is strange because hasn’t she been around forever?  In other ways I cannot believe how fast the last 11.5 months have gone by.

On the subject of breastfeeding I always said I wanted to breastfeed for a year.  My husband interjected (while I was pregnant) that he felt that 6 months of nursing was adequate, but he wisely left it up to me.

As you know Miss P and I struggled with nursing, then we got the hang of it, and then it became second nature.  She still nurses at least 4 times per day: first thing in the morning, before each of her two naps and right before bed at night.  Sometimes she sneaks in a couple of nursing sessions in between.

As time ticks towards 12 months of age I started doing some research on how to wean her.  The more research I did, the more moms I polled, the more advice I got, well, the more stressed I started getting.  Miss P has also started demanding to be nursed in a cute little way: we might be playing on the floor or she might pull up on my lap while I’m watching TV and she will grab the edge of my shirt and pull it up or grab the neckline and pull down.

I don’t say no to her when she wants to nurse, not ever.  I enjoy it and I know she’s getting comfort and nourishment.  No reason to say no to that!

Would I like to drink alcohol again?  Yes.  Would I like to be able to go to an exercise class without pumping first?  Sure I would.

Do I want to see the day when I nurse her to sleep and know that it’s the last time she’ll ever be at my breast?  Nope.  Not yet, anyway.

So weaning is off the table for now.  Maybe in 6 months.  Maybe in a year.  I never thought I would be one of those moms who nursed past a year, but I apparently am.  I don’t see myself nursing past age 2 at all.  I’m hoping she and I will both be ready to stop by then.  I certainly have no plans to be on the cover of Time or Newsweek in a few years.

For now, we keep going.  She’s happy, I’m happy, and that’s all that matters.  Margaritas will still be around in a year, right?

What I’m Getting Ready For

I’ve been working on my couponing skills lately.  I have always loved saving money, but once I had Miss P I stopped taking the time to research and collect coupons and figure out deals.  My shopping trips always seem to be in a rush when I’ve got a spare 30 seconds.  This is not so good for our budget. 

Dollar Tree in Syracuse, NY. Formerly a Carl's...

Dollar Tree (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Since I’ve gotten back into couponing, I decided to make a trip to Dollar Tree on Sunday to get some additional Sunday papers (pro tip: Sunday papers are a dollar at Dollar Tree on Sunday – the average Sunday paper in most major cities is at least $1.50).  While there I passed by their back-to-school and saw some things I decided to pick up.

I know she’s not even a year old yet, but we are going to be homeschooling and it is never too late to start learning. I got:

  • One book of colorful construction paper
  • Two books of writing paper (the kind with two solid lines and a dotted line for writing practice)
  • Four window cling pages: one ABCs, one numbers, one colors and one shapes

I plan to look for other things like these while I’m there.  A dollar per item is a great deal and I know we’ll make use of them.  I love teaching my little sprout.

What I’m Not Ready For

Photograph of the Begg Wedding party

Photograph of the Begg Wedding party (Photo credit: Dundas Museum and Archives)

A couple of weeks ago at the library the son of another woman who came to story time was crawling around my daughter.  She is enjoying being around other kids so they were kind of circling each other.  Then he leaned in for a kiss.

His mom stopped him, though he did try several times.  When she told me he does it to everyone I told her I wasn’t quite ready for boys to be kissing my daughter so she pulled him away to go look at books.  I don’t know if she thought I was rude and I really don’t care.  He’s a boy.  Trying to kiss my daughter.

He could be sick.

He could have cooties.

Yesterday one of my husband’s best friends called.  He and his wife live in Florida with their two-year-old adopted son on a chicken farm.  We really miss them.

My husband came in while Miss P and I were eating lunch with the phone on speaker.  “Say hi to the girls,” he told his friend.

“Hiya P, it’s your future father-in-law,” he said, and he laughed.

I laughed, but it was a nervous laugh.  It’s not that I would mind my daughter marrying their son someday, but good grief, she is only 11 months old!

Maybe I’m overreacting.  She’s just so tiny and perfect and pure that I want to keep her that way as long as I can.  That’s not a bad thing, is it?

Momma Hack!

As I’ve blogged before, I’ve got a catnapper.  She’s down to 2 naps per day (most days) and they are only 30 minutes each.  I nurse her to sleep in the guest room, then lay her on the bed to finish her nap.  She won’t nap in her crib, period.

A 30 minute nap is better than nothing, but since she isn’t safely in her crib I’ve had to stay in there with her to make sure she doesn’t fall off the bed.  This is great when I’d like a little catnap of my own, but lately I’ve been itching to do more unpacking and decluttering.  Most of it is back in the bedrooms, and I can’t have her back there with me because it’s unsafe for her if I take my attention off her for a second.

I’d like to be able to leave her sleeping on the guest bed and still get things done.  We have a video monitoring system but it isn’t wireless and it would be a pain to move the camera back and forth and move the monitor part from room to room.  So I’ve been stuck in there with her cooling my heels until she wakes up.

I had one of those shower epiphanies the other day and decided to give it a try.

We got new cell phones in April.  We replaced our HTC Incredibles (first generation) with HTC Incredible 4G LTEs.  We love them.  Miss P loves playing games on my phone so I kept the old phone loaded with her games and I keep it charged up for her to use in the car.

It won’t connect for calls, but it will connect to the WiFi in our house.  I wondered if I might not be able to connect it to Skype with either my cell phone or my laptop on Skype so I could watch her nap while I did other things.

Well, it didn’t work.

The HTC Incredible doesn’t have a front facing camera and Skype would only connect via voice.  While this would be ok in some situations, she’s very quiet when waking up from naps so I needed to be able to SEE her.

I decided to try Google Hangouts, just in case that would work, and it did!  All I have to do it point the rear camera at her and I can carry my phone around with me and see her no matter where I am in the house.  Here’s what it looks like:

Miss P on video

She looks like she’s sleeping on the wall because I had to put the camera near her upside down to be able to see her properly. The room is also rather dark.

Both phones are on the WiFi so it isn’t using any of our data plan.

I was able to get quite a bit done during her two naps yesterday.  My big project has been cleaning out bags and boxes from our bedroom closet and I’m nearly half done with that.  She sleeps soundly, and as soon as she starts stirring I return to the room and catch her before she flings herself off the bed onto the hardwood floor.  I’m so happy it worked!

Our Little Trashy Girl

#6620 recycled plastic (PET) bottles

#6620 recycled plastic (PET) bottles (Photo credit: Nemo’s great uncle)

Does your baby play with trash?  Mine does.

If you were to look into our livingroom you would see a big box filled with toys, as well as a pack and play filled with toys.  Lots and lots of toys.  What is my daughter’s favorite toy?  An empty plastic water bottle.

She loves digging in our recycle bin.  She finds ways to either get into it or pull it down so she can get plastic 2 liter soda bottles or small water bottles out of it.  I can’t keep her out of the thing unless I put it on top of the kitchen cabinet.  We’ve stopped putting anything that could hurt her (like an empty vegetable can, for instance, or a beer bottle) in there – they go out in the big bin by the back door.

When we realized this predilection for household items, my husband and I started feeding her interest.  He eats peanuts from those large, clear plastic canisters, so he washed one out and gave it to her.  I had purchased a couple of foam balls from the dollar store that she could use in the bathtub.  They leaked paint all over the place so we put them in the canister and she can shake it around.

I also have saved oddly shaped and sized plastic bottles and jars from the trash or recycling.  She loves to roll them around or stack them.  It’s an inexpensive way to have some fun!

 

Work Out, Mama!

English: Postage stamp illustrating baby stret...

English: Postage stamp illustrating baby stretching exercise (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A couple of months ago, bored with our usual walks around the neighborhood, I decided to try Couch to 5K.  I loved the program, but it got too hot to do it when you factor in the humidity and my level of fitness (which is somewhat nil).  I stopped and decided I would do DVDs and Wii at home.  I have, but not often.

Back in the winter a local mall advertised a Baby Boot Camp class for free once a week.  I was excited about it and signed up as soon as they announced it.  Then it got cancelled the day before it was supposed to start.  I figured we’d never hear about it again.

I am so glad I was wrong.  I happened to check the mall event calendar last week and saw that it was scheduled to start today, July 2.  I signed up and packed my trunk with yoga mat, weights and jogging stroller.

It was So. Much. Fun.  A workout for sure – my abs are letting me know about it right now, and I’m sure my arms will be complaining tomorrow.  There was fast walking, high knee skipping and lunges, as well as work with weights that involved singing songs to baby, and it wrapped up with a yoga cooldown (and some treats provided by mall merchants).

I’m so glad I went.  It will be free through the end of September.  Then I might sign up or start on Couch to 5K again, assuming it is cooler then.

If you’re looking for a fun workout that involves your baby, check out Baby Boot Camp.  The first class is free and the monthly classes look pretty inexpensive.

This is NOT a sponsored post.  I just really enjoyed myself.