Mission accomplished once more! Not sure if I had written my goal of running 30 continuous minutes by the end of the summer on this blog, but it's been in the back of my mind for exactly eight weeks now (along with that never-ending to-do list)... Today, I can declare it's a done deal! Hooray for me!
The biggest surprise in all of this is just how much I'm loving it! I ran under thundering skies, during tornado watches, and, best of all, under blissful sunshine, my personal favorite! I am feeling sooooo good physically, and that, is something I hadn't felt for quite some time.
I have also been trying to eat vegan meals here and there and I've realized that nutrition=energy. Running after eating sugary cereal and chocolate spread for breakfast is much more difficult (painful) than after eating fresh fruit and whole grains for breakfast.
My newest try from http://ohsheglows.com/ is her Creamy Avocado Pasta. Delicious... and it pairs beautifully with a glass of wine... divine for date night on the patio!
I have been nicknamed Psycho Mom by my husband and kids, which, strangely enough I take as a compliment. They think I'm crazy for running in bad weather, early in the morning, or while vacationing at a campground... I have another name for it, determination!
I really feel I am setting an example for the girls... while doing something for myself!
Friday, August 26, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
Guilty feelings please be gone
I am hoping that putting my guilty feelings in writing will make them disappear like magic...
One thing I just haven't figured out yet is how to not feel guilty about working when the girls are home. Summer vacation is winding down and I feel as if I didn't do enough laughing, didn't have enough patience, didn't have enough time to enjoy it with them. This is not me feeling sorry for myself,this is me feeling guilty.
Time.
That is what I need.
Time.
This week, I came across an article which mentioned that giving just 15 minutes, that is 15 actual minutes of undivided attention to your child can make a world of difference. Sounds simple right? But it's the undivided attention part that I must work on.
Don't get me wrong,I am with the girls all the time, but I always feel like I am rushing them or that I am thinking of the never-ending to-do list which haunts me day and night.
What if this 15-minute thing is the magic I've been searching for? Heck, it's definitely worth a try right?
I'll keep you posted.
One thing I just haven't figured out yet is how to not feel guilty about working when the girls are home. Summer vacation is winding down and I feel as if I didn't do enough laughing, didn't have enough patience, didn't have enough time to enjoy it with them. This is not me feeling sorry for myself,this is me feeling guilty.
Time.
That is what I need.
Time.
This week, I came across an article which mentioned that giving just 15 minutes, that is 15 actual minutes of undivided attention to your child can make a world of difference. Sounds simple right? But it's the undivided attention part that I must work on.
Don't get me wrong,I am with the girls all the time, but I always feel like I am rushing them or that I am thinking of the never-ending to-do list which haunts me day and night.
What if this 15-minute thing is the magic I've been searching for? Heck, it's definitely worth a try right?
I'll keep you posted.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
To camp and back
Sunday morning, I was up bright and early. I had prepared myself to send biggirl off to gymnastics camp for months and the day had come! After much frustration, her (5 ton) suitcase was packed and her list had been checked, rechecked, and overchecked!
It took us about 2 1/2 hours to get there. We were given the chance to take a look around and meet the coaches and staff. Everything looked fantastic, especially biggirl's smile when she spotted her BFF, the one for whom she had frantically reserved the bunk above hers.
Finally, after a long presentation proving to all parents that the camp was beyond doubt worthy and capable of taking care of their offspring for a whole week, we were given 10 minutes to say our goodbyes. I had been warned: she did not want me to cry when it was time to leave (who me?)... Thank God for my oversized sunglasses!
On the way home, we decided to take another route which included a ferry crossing. Of course, just as we reached the ferry, it was full. That meant waiting for the next ferry... I'm all for road trips, but I couldn't wait to get back home! Who would've thought that this would be a 10-hour day? Not me!
Anyways, when we finally did get home, I made babygirl (who came along for the ride) dinner and sat on the porch with her while she was eating...
Me: I am pooped!
Babygirl (puzzled yet attempting to pursue the conversation) stated: I peed when we got home.
At first, I didn't get it, but then I realized that she just didn't know what "pooped" means. I thought this was really cute. So now, babygirl has a new expression she can use whenever she gets sleepy, which is still around 7 p.m. every night!
Can't wait to see how pooped biggirl will be when she gets home!
It took us about 2 1/2 hours to get there. We were given the chance to take a look around and meet the coaches and staff. Everything looked fantastic, especially biggirl's smile when she spotted her BFF, the one for whom she had frantically reserved the bunk above hers.
Finally, after a long presentation proving to all parents that the camp was beyond doubt worthy and capable of taking care of their offspring for a whole week, we were given 10 minutes to say our goodbyes. I had been warned: she did not want me to cry when it was time to leave (who me?)... Thank God for my oversized sunglasses!
On the way home, we decided to take another route which included a ferry crossing. Of course, just as we reached the ferry, it was full. That meant waiting for the next ferry... I'm all for road trips, but I couldn't wait to get back home! Who would've thought that this would be a 10-hour day? Not me!
Anyways, when we finally did get home, I made babygirl (who came along for the ride) dinner and sat on the porch with her while she was eating...
Me: I am pooped!
Babygirl (puzzled yet attempting to pursue the conversation) stated: I peed when we got home.
At first, I didn't get it, but then I realized that she just didn't know what "pooped" means. I thought this was really cute. So now, babygirl has a new expression she can use whenever she gets sleepy, which is still around 7 p.m. every night!
Can't wait to see how pooped biggirl will be when she gets home!
Friday, July 22, 2011
Easy way to feel forever young
It probably has a whole lot to do with being a mom, and a little to do with the fact that I now work from home so the only driving I do is to the rink for skating, to gymnastics, or for local errands, but I've become a highly prudent (meaning much slower) driver over the last few years. The radio, which used to play the latest dance hits very loudly, is now turned off most of the time since there is always this little voice chatting me up from the back seat! There is however an exception to this cautious mommy driving and it surfaces in hot summer weather when the roof is off our Jeep. Then, it's just me, my shades, and the latest downloads on my forever young husband's playlists (lucky for me, he has a knack for picking cool car music). For some reason, having the wind in my hair makes me forget about everything and look forward to picking the girls up here and there. I just slap on some sunscreen (fair skin and the top off don't mix that well) and hit the road... it almost makes me wish we lived in a bigger city so the ride would last longer aha!
Friday, July 15, 2011
Huffing,puffing, jogging mom
For the first time ever since high school track and field, I am running. I don't even remember where I found the 8-week running program I printed on a piece of scrap paper a few weeks ago, but it's gradual, motivating, and most of all, I'm owning it big time!
Of course, I did run on my treadmill last winter, but since spring and summer came along, I was content with walking with Zoey (the most adorable Boston Terrier ever!) on a daily basis. That is, until she was diagnosed with a luxating patella (knee trouble snif snif). Walking without her was just unappealing even with the hottest ipod playlist ever! Inactivity has never sat very well with me so when I stumbled on an article which stated something like running is the workout with the biggest payoff in the shortest time, BANG, I was transformed into a running mama!
Actually, there was nothing instantaneous about it, but a few swallowed bugs (I have yet to learn to run with my mouth closed) and sweaty jogging bras later, I am proud to say I am well on my way!
Of course, I did run on my treadmill last winter, but since spring and summer came along, I was content with walking with Zoey (the most adorable Boston Terrier ever!) on a daily basis. That is, until she was diagnosed with a luxating patella (knee trouble snif snif). Walking without her was just unappealing even with the hottest ipod playlist ever! Inactivity has never sat very well with me so when I stumbled on an article which stated something like running is the workout with the biggest payoff in the shortest time, BANG, I was transformed into a running mama!
Actually, there was nothing instantaneous about it, but a few swallowed bugs (I have yet to learn to run with my mouth closed) and sweaty jogging bras later, I am proud to say I am well on my way!
Friday, July 8, 2011
Just when you're feeling on top of things...
Head lice hits! I must say, I consider myself lucky that it took eleven years of motherhood before having to experience this awfully disgusting critter. Here's how it went down.
Let me first set the mood: First week of summer vacation, we were just getting into the groove of summer camps and activities. Biggirl is doing two, sometimes three mornings of gymnastics and staying there in the afternoon to help out with the little guys while babygirl has two mornings of skating a week. So on the first Wednesday, babygirl spent the afternoon in her bubble, playing quietly in her room and giving me the chance to get some work done. When biggirl came home she had tons to say and she was ecstatic about her first-ever working experience. I dared to contentedly say to myself that my summer plan was absolutely perfect... I felt serene until biggirl screamed from the shower that night.
At first, I didn't go running because sudden screams and cries of despair are quite common in our house and usually add up to a knot in one's hair or a missing necklace. This time however, biggirl had "captured" a bug in her hair! At first, I just brushed it off as a bug that fell in her hair while she was outside, it is summer after all right?
But, while completing my motherly duty of checking her hair, I found two other tiny, microscopic little beasts which I delicately (angrily) deposited in a plastic bag and took on a trip to the drugstore for a confirmation I really did not want!
30 minutes later, biggirl was back in the shower for a conditioner-free wash before applying the strong,chemical-smelling treatment.
The next day, I headed back to the drugstore for confirmation that what I had then found in her hair were nits. I still can't believe how tiny they are! No wonder there are head lice epidemics all the time!
The upside of the story is that it seems we discovered the little guys just in time and, even if I did have to spend about 20 (totally unpaid and unrewarding) hours checking the girls' hair and vacuuming and washing bedding over and over again, I do believe I have been victorious in the war against head lice... but I have not let that feeling of serenity come back just yet, just in case!
Let me first set the mood: First week of summer vacation, we were just getting into the groove of summer camps and activities. Biggirl is doing two, sometimes three mornings of gymnastics and staying there in the afternoon to help out with the little guys while babygirl has two mornings of skating a week. So on the first Wednesday, babygirl spent the afternoon in her bubble, playing quietly in her room and giving me the chance to get some work done. When biggirl came home she had tons to say and she was ecstatic about her first-ever working experience. I dared to contentedly say to myself that my summer plan was absolutely perfect... I felt serene until biggirl screamed from the shower that night.
At first, I didn't go running because sudden screams and cries of despair are quite common in our house and usually add up to a knot in one's hair or a missing necklace. This time however, biggirl had "captured" a bug in her hair! At first, I just brushed it off as a bug that fell in her hair while she was outside, it is summer after all right?
But, while completing my motherly duty of checking her hair, I found two other tiny, microscopic little beasts which I delicately (angrily) deposited in a plastic bag and took on a trip to the drugstore for a confirmation I really did not want!
30 minutes later, biggirl was back in the shower for a conditioner-free wash before applying the strong,chemical-smelling treatment.
The next day, I headed back to the drugstore for confirmation that what I had then found in her hair were nits. I still can't believe how tiny they are! No wonder there are head lice epidemics all the time!
The upside of the story is that it seems we discovered the little guys just in time and, even if I did have to spend about 20 (totally unpaid and unrewarding) hours checking the girls' hair and vacuuming and washing bedding over and over again, I do believe I have been victorious in the war against head lice... but I have not let that feeling of serenity come back just yet, just in case!
Saturday, June 11, 2011
First vegan success
Remember my first attempt with a vegan recipe last week? It was a total success! Yum, yum, yum. I made five no-bake chocolate oatmeal cookies and every single family member liked them. Hubby, who gave me a really strange look when I told him I tried a vegan recipe, ended up eating the last one! Wow! So I will be scrolling around Angela's blog in search of a new recipe to try this week! Healthy and delicious...love it!!!!!!!
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