Showing posts with label Bachelor Pad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bachelor Pad. Show all posts
Monday, August 29, 2011
Nap boycott
A few months ago she started only taking naps three or four times a week. Now it's down to 0 or 1. But it's not all about me. I really feel like she needs that rest time or she gets so crabby by night time! It's no fun to have Scott come home from work and have her whining all night. Plus, the more she cries, the more Little Buddy gets fussy too. So, I have vowed that she WILL go to her room for 2 hours. She however, doesn't seem to like this plan. For several weeks now we (the nanny and I, depending on the day) have fought during naps. I'll tell her she MUST be quiet. We have a sticker program too and she does like to earn those stickers, but after awhile, she can't help herself, "Mommy!!!! I want to be awaaaaaaaaake!!!!"
Sometimes she wakes up Little Buddy too so I really had to do something. My friend told me about a clock you can get that lights up at certain times. I did some research and found THE BEST PRODUCT EVER!!! I'm seriously shocked that I've never heard about it before. You can set it to light up blue during night and you configure the night however you want it. I chose 8-7:30am. Then at 7:30am, it changes to yellow. That's really great too because she used to wake up around 6:45 and I never knew when. Now I can watch her in there on her monitor. She plays until 7:30 and as soon as it turns yellow, "Mommy, it's yellow, good moooorning!!!"
And the naps! Bliss!! Again, you can configure it and I did two hours. Now she is quiet (or moderately quiet. Sometimes she sings at the top of her lungs, but I figure that is playing by herself, right??) until the clock turns yellow. It's SOOO wonderful to know that I have a full 2 hour block in the afternoon even if she doesn't nap. I really recommend this product and you can click here to get to it directly on Amazon!
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Running with Bob Stroller
For the past year, I mostly try to work out at 5:30 am before the kids wake up. This means I get to leisurely run on my treadmill while watching my favorite high quality TV shows, such as Bachelorette, Kardashians, Bachelor Pad, etc. However, Hubby was gone this morning doing a triathlon so I thought it would be a perfect morning to take the kids for a run in our Bob stroller, which we affectionately call the "double-wide". We moved recently and I haven't had a chance to explore the new running routes in our neighborhood. And okay, if I'm being honest, it's been a month since I took the kids running. Okay several months.
So I start out with very high hopes, breathing in the fresh air and enjoying the trees in our neighborhood. Shortly I realize it's MUCH hotter than I thought it was. And Good God, when did this thing get so heavy? I do the math and realize I'm pushing at least 70 pounds between the two kids and the stroller. I didn't put my hair up because I almost never sweat. Everywhere I turn I am greeted with another large hill. Suddenly I feel sweat running down the back of my neck. The kids start asking if I brought them anything to eat (luckily I did pack some snacks). I suddenly feel very far from home and the sun is blazing! Munchkin Girl asks, "Mommy, are you SURE you're running? It doesn't feel like you're running. Go faster!." I start frantically looking for a rubber band for the hair now sticking to my neck. I have nothing and feel panicky. I end up finding a stretchy band from the last time we flew with the kids. The kind with the pink tag from gate-checking the stroller. I look around and don't see anyone. I take the tag off the stroller and somehow get it wrapped around my hair. Hallelujah!! It worked! Pure bliss, now my hair is at least off my neck. Only problem is now I'm lost. I have no idea how to get home. I keep winding around and around and finally I see 114th Street, which means that if I just follow it I'll get home eventually. I brace myself for another large hill. While I'm climbing it, Hubby calls. He is finished with the triathlon and begins to tell me about how he did and how he finished. I'm having trouble responding because I'm breathing so hard.
"You okay?" he asks. "You're breathing pretty hard."
"Yes, but I got lost and I can't find my way home and these hills are huge..." I start to explain everything to him and finally stop. I'm not the one who just finished a triathlon. I burst out laughing. I guess I'm fine. I will definitely choose to only remember what a great workout I got!
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