Sunday, April 13, 2014

Wexley Checking In

Lately, I have thought it was really funny to pretend like I hated my harness. If you want to be funny and do this too, you have to make your face look crazy and then try to bite everything you can. It's hilarious. Casey gets so mad. Unfortunately, my teeth aren't too sharp so she didn't need stitches or a band-aid. I didn't see any blood but I'm sure it was there. She told Dad that it was like having her fingers slammed in a binder. 

Casey bought me a new harness and I bit her a lot, still. She got it on me. I let her win.


I looked awesome.

Today, I finally let her take me on a big dumb walk. I pooped in the yard of a mansion (note from big dumb Casey: it was a school. I told him it was a mansion to make it more exciting). Casey tried to pick it up with a silly bag but I saw she just smashed it into the grass on accident. Hahaha. 

I guess I had a good time. My harness is pretty tough-looking. I scared a big boxer by being so tough. 


I'll probably bite her again when we go on a walk tomorrow. 

(Wex walked 1 mile today in 20 minutes)

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Chewy Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Granola Ballies

After a year or so of trying to stretch the kiddos taste buds away from Mac n cheese and bread, we are making progress.  Bee loves hummus, Bug loves carrots. Both have switched to natural cereals, we've increased their water-drinking, cut out (mostly) lunch meat. Broccoli is a welcome friend, as is spinach. Slow progress is still progress.

This week, Bug asked for granola bars. We had bought a box of organic chewy chocolate chip bars at the grocery that lasted about 18 hours.  I scoured the information super highway, mashed together a bunch of recipes, and came up with my own homemade solution for chewy granola bars.

Introducing:

Chewy Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Granola Ballies

You will need: 
2 cups quick oats
2 cups puffed rice
1/2 cup coconut (or raisins, nuts, any dried fruit, flax, etc. or omit!)
1/2 cup agave (or any liquid sweetener: honey, maple syrup, etc.)
1/4 cup sugar (brown, white, beet sugar, whatever)
2/3 cup peanut butter
1/2-1 teaspoon vanilla
1/2 cup Choc chips

1) mix oats, rice, coconut in a bowl.
2) heat sweeteners in saucepan over medium-low til boiling. Boil for 1 min and remove from heat.
3) stir into saucepan the peanut butter and vanilla til smooth.
4) pour over oat mix and stir til evenly mixed.
5) let cool and then pour onto a greased/oiled/parchment-papered cookie sheet. Sprinkle chocolate chips on top. Smash down well and place in refrigerator til cold, 20 min.
6) cut into 2-3" sections and roll, roll, roll. Put in Tupperware and keep in fridge.


These are quick to make (15 min hands-on for about 15 servings) and the girls love them. Good fiber, good fats, good protein, and chocolate! They each had two for breakfast. I have had few too! Nice chewy texture with a crisp crunch. Next time, I may try these with some powdered greens.

If you try this recipe, let me know what you think/changes you made!

Monday, March 31, 2014

70 miles and some change//Day 59 of Run/Walk Streak

March.  You came in like a big jerkface and left like a nice little angel kiss.

Your Jerkface Moments:
1) that weather.  Seriously?  What kind of infraction did the people of the Ohio River Valley do to deserve all that cold? and ice? and snow? Yeah.  I bet you feel pretty dumb about that.

2) Our unsold house.  Such anx.  Much run.
3) Bug's awful allergies = weeks of interrupted sleep.

Your Awesome Moments:
1) The last few days of March had some great weather.  It looks like April is going to be rad.  Maybe you should think about being more like April from now on.

2) Our house is pending.  Right now.  It could fall through at any moment, but for now we are cautiously hopeful that this could be the real deal.

3) O and I had a date!  We had time to get burgers while my parents watched the kiddos!  We got to talk in complete sentences and eat our meal sitting down and not a single person in the entire dining room insisted on wearing socks on their hands while screaming the alphabet and no one was wearing a baby-sized bathing suit that they can't imagine parting with, but still shrilly shrieks because it's a one-piece and creates a huge wedgie but can't take off out of fear that her big sister will take it. So relaxing.  P.S.: we talked about the kids, mostly.

4) Last, but not least (def the highlight):  we found out we are having another girl!  Hooray!  (Also, if anyone else mentions how sorry they are for Oliver that he is having another girl, I'm going to lose it.  He's thrilled. Go focus on something that is actually tragic, like that poor foreign prince that you were emailed about that just needs you to send $10,000 in unmarked bills so he can save the orphanage).

Running/walking miles for March: 70.something.  60 of those were on the treadmill; 10, outside.


Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Day 56 of run streak//Time to guess #3's gender!

I realize that by running/walking/jogging every day for 56 days, and telling people about it, it could give false impressions.  Like:

1) maybe I run fast since I have had so much practice lately
2) I have a ton of free time
3) I'm obsessed with running
4) I'm trying to be a super mom
5) I'm trying to not gain any pregnancy weight.

I'm-a gonna blow your minds here:

1) dudes, I'm so slow. It takes me 15 minutes to warm up. Throw in a 5-minute cool down and you can kinda get an idea how fast I'm going, especially during a 30-min session.
2) I run on my treadmill while the kiddos play right there in the basement, watching The Croods or something else that doesn't fit my taste profile.  Or I run while they sleep at night or during naps so I can watch my "boring Momma shows", or "documentaries" as I like to call them.  While they are awake playing, I often stop to wipe noses/butts, solve disputes, and retrieve Popsicles for good behavior.
3) ok, this might be true. It's a great stress reliever.
4) bitch, please. I gave up on that 5 years ago. I find time to exercise but I can't tell you the last time I dusted.
5) I'm actually right on target! I think I have gained 15 ell-bees since we found out we were pregnant. 

Tomorrow we find out the gender. What's your guess??

It would appear that Ariel had a difficult time.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Ending Co-Sleeping

We co-slept with our kiddos from the very beginning.  They never slept in a crib in their entire lives.  It was great for nursing through the night.  They both slept through the night at 4-8 weeks, minus brief feedings that weren't disruptive, and we never really felt like we were sleeping poorly.  If anything, we felt confined to having early bedtimes which could be a good thing. 

Of course, as everyone warned us, they needed us to be with them to fall asleep.  "It's going to be tough to break that."  "They'll never sleep alone." In our eyes, we liked having the whole family there with us at night.  If someone is sick, you know immediately.  If someone wakes up scared, you are there for them.  One or both of us was usually easily able to sneak away and do chores, etc. once the kiddos fell asleep. 

We would have probably continued this until we found out that we were expecting #3. 

So, without much delay, we turned the craft/sewing room into a Hello Kitty room.  It is so pink that when you leave the room, everything seems to be an odd shade of green.  Super pink.  We slept in there with the kids for a little bit.  Then we would lay in there for a little bit and then sleep in our own bed after they fell asleep.  To them, everything was as it always was except when they woke up we were in a different room.  We held off on the final phase as long as we could:  getting them to fall asleep on their own.

Braced with all the horror stories that people loved to share, we began to phase ourselves out of the sleeping part of the routine.  Though, we realized, we didn't really have a routine.  We had a "you guys are acting tired, let's brush your teeth and go to bed routine" that varied from night to night depending on the activities of the day.  I asked a lot of friends, did a lot of research on the interwebs, and came up with our routine.  Would you believe it, it actually made a gigantic difference. 

The thing about having a routine is that now I feel like we are getting ready for bed almost as soon as dinner is over.  To be in bed at 8 or 830p, we start at 7 or 730p.  We eat at 530p.  But here is our routine, if you have found yourself in need of one:

700p:  bath
730p: watch a smidge of TV
745p: good-night snack in a kitchen with dim lights
750p: teeth, potty, into bed after
8p: two stories.  They really like us to make stuff up.  They often request witches and zombies to be star players
810p: back rubs

Then we leave and promise to check on them in a minute.  Then after that, we check on them in two minutes, etc.  Tonight, they were asleep by the 3-minute check.  The last three nights have been great, and it has only been a solid week into our routine.  We started this two weeks ago and flubbed it up a bit by being out too late one night, so it was like starting over again.  But now, for now, we are good.

So, if someone asks me if I regret co-sleeping because it was so hard to get them to sleep on their own?  Def not.  This was easy-peasey.  There have been rough nights, of course, but those have been due to us NOT STICKING TO THE ROUTINE or starting it too late.  This one-week process of getting them to sleep on their own (after establishing the routine) has to be a hundred times easier than getting up out of bed for night-feedings.

I'm not encouraging or discouraging anyone from doing whatever sleeping arrangement they wish.  I am just letting people know that if they have chosen to co-sleep and are nervous about the horror that will occur once you try to get them to sleep on their own, it's really not a big deal.  Of course, everyone's experience will be different.

Thank you to everyone who offered advice to us before we embarked on our new phase!

Friday, March 21, 2014

Real Princesses and my first solo outside run in months and months.

Today has been a really great day.  At my parent's house, THE REAL Ariel and (Ra)Punzel were there!  They are way shorter than I imagined, but they were really nice and promised that they will be really good for Momma and go to bed (and sleep!) without a fuss FOR A WHOLE WEEK.  Or Momma gets their wigs hair.
 After I left Ariel and 'Punzel, I went for an awesome run around our new neighborhood.  There are so many streets that it seems impossible to get into a route rut.  Super quiet, hilly, old people, kids walking home from school.  It was pretty great.  And to think I almost missed it because of my silly run yesterday (where I wore a different pair of shorts and am so chafed that I walk like a cowboy).  I just slathered on a ton of BodyGlide and it was no big deal.
3.30 miles in 45 minutes.

Running is pretty empowering.  I mean, you dress ridiculous and don't give an eff what people think about you when you go out.  It's a great confidence booster.  I've looked ridiculous running (re: outfits, form, grimaces) every single time I've gone out and ran for the last 9 years. and it absolutely didn't matter.  It didn't matter that I missed a spot shaving, or that my shirt was faded, or that my sun block turned white as soon as sweat or rain hit it.  It doesn't matter.  LIFE LESSON, PEOPLE.  I hope I'm a ridiculous running 95 year old that's not on any blood pressure or cholesterol meds one day.

Monday, March 17, 2014

19 wk Preggo Runs a Race.

Yesterday was the Heart Mini in Downtown.  Of course, Saturday was gorgeous (60s, zoo trip, planted cherry bushes and a pear tree).  Race morning was a windy 30-degrees.  I had my outfit laid out: tights, long sleeve tech shirt, running wind breaker, compression socks, hat, gloves, maternity belt.  Everything fit!  Except the wind breaker.  It was like a half-shirt, but I had an alternative so no big deal.

This route is a super boring, hilly out and back.  I have ran that stretch a few times and am always amazed at how grey and bleak it is, perpetually.

Finished in 39:36, which is 13 minutes worse than my best non-pregnant 5k time.

19 weeks this week!  Next week we find out gender!