Workout, Baby, Workout

So this week I've starting exercising again.  It's been awhile.  Like say, pre-Katie, and I do mean pre-Katie in the womb pre-Katie.  I am one of those people who has a very hard time exercising during pregnancy.  I usually just do not have enough energy, and that's how both of my pregnancies have been.  Anyway, now that things are in a semi-routine lately, plus with me being over 6 weeks postpartum and feeling up to it, I decided to start doing something about this here baby weight.  I didn't exercise much after Jenna, because I couldn't with the birth from heck and long recovery time, but even after that, I was focused on raising Jenna and didn't really get back in the swing of things.  And then I was pregnant with Katie and had no energy.  I was lucky enough to pretty much lose almost all of my baby weight with Jenna without really exercising...it just came off. 

This time around...not so much.  And I know it's only been a little over 7 weeks, but I can already tell that I'm going to have to really work at it this time.  This is fine in a way, because it motivates me to exercise and eat better, which is of course much better for my physical and emotional well-being.  It's true what they say about exercising: it makes you actually have more energy and feel better about yourself. 

I exercised on Monday and Wednesday with a workout from Self.com, which I had to sign up for.  The first time I did one of the routines I died.  That was on Monday.  I got through it once and then saw "Complete circuit three times."  Then I died again inside, because no way could I do it three times!  So I just did it once and had to be satisfied with that, because, hey, I'm out of shape, and it takes time for your body to get used to exercising again and to build up stamina.  I think that one of the hardest things for me do is to take it slowly.  I want to go, go, go when I'm gung-ho about something, but I really need to hold back and make sure I'm not pushing myself too hard.  The last thing I want to do is injure myself.  For example, I got a few exercise DVDs out of the library, and I did this one today.  I picked two 10 minute routines, and I'll admit that they were strenuous.  I could really feel it!  After I finished up, I felt like maybe I could do one more 10 minute routine, but I didn't for the reasons I just mentioned.  Patience, Kerry, Patience! 

I think one of the hardest things about exercising if Jenna's awake is trying to keep her from thinking I'm a horsey (horsy, horsie?) if I'm laying on the floor doing abdominal work!  I was also breathing really hard at times, and she would come up to me with her little brow all furrowed and put her hand on my shoulder.  I could totally tell she was like, Mommy, are you okay??  Don't die!!

I'm working up to this routine, which I really want to do, but I want to be in somewhat better shape than I'm in right now.  Trust me when I say I am really, really out of shape!!  I requested it from the library, but there are 21 people ahead of me, so I've got a little while before it comes in.  I've heard great things about it (thanks, Jen!).

Unbelievable

Two tow truck drivers tow a car and then discover a two-year-old inside.  Read about it here.


I do think that the drivers should have noticed a kid inside, BUT I think the mother's to blame here.  I cannot believe that you would leave your child in the car while you double parked and ran inside a store to chat with someone, let alone if the car is running and unlocked.  I think it's amazing that the child wasn't kidnapped.

I agree with the second commenter after the article: "Ok. You leave your child alone. In a car. Unlocked. Engine running. Go
out of sight. Talk to someone and get distracted to the point of not
noticing a TOW TRUCK TAKING YOUR CAR AND CHILD AWAY. Hmm, that's a
toughie. Let the courts battle that one out!"

Ah Ah Ah...

This is from "Who Will Baby Mickey Meet?", a book that Jenna likes to read. I played a little prank on Braden and asked him to read this book to Jenna:



Every single time I read the book, I think of this when I read "meat market", so I finally decided to do it.

I know, I know...good one, Kerry. :)

Jenna and Katie...and Jenna

Jenna "helping" Katie by giving her blankets and burp rags:


Katie trying in vain to free herself:


Big Smile! "Thank you for freeing me, big sister!"


"Help, help! She's going for more blankets!"


Lately Jenna has been, um, eating her clothes. It makes for nastiness.


I'm sure that's such a pleasant feeling. Mmmm...

More Jenna Bear

Since you all can't get enough of her, I just know it.

Jenna got ahold of Katie's washcloth, which apparently was not as dry as I had thought:


Performing a vaudeville routine: Hello my baby, hello my darling...


I just love these little sleepers. This one fit her perfectly:


Jenna giving Pooh Bear a bath. She's obsessed with Katie's bathtub:


I think she's right-handed, but she switches. I was impressed by how well she was holding the pen here:


Playing catch:


More catch:


My first trip by myself with the girls to Target on Black Friday. I gave Jenna a bunch of books with buttons you can press that make noise. They gave me at least 15 minutes of uninterrupted shopping time. It was hilarious, because you could hear us coming from 50 feet away...I felt like an ice cream truck! I couldn't stop laughing, because people kept looking around to see where the noise was coming from. :)

When You Might Want To Change Your Last Name

This poor kid.  But he might be laughing all the way to the bank someday. 

Every time they announce his name on TV, I die a little bit inside. 

Daba

Jenna now actually says her own name on a regular basis.  It used to be that she would say, "Baby!" when she would see her picture, but now she says "Daba!"  We don't know where she gets "Daba" from, but there you go.  Now, if she wants milk, for example, she'll say, "Be Daba na?"  That means "Please Jenna milk?"  She will also say what she is thankful for instead of thanking whoever got it for her.  If I get her milk, she'll say, "Diggy na" or "Thank you milk."  I have to remind her to say thank you to me.  :)

She'll also say, "I love you, Daddy", which is "Lubby Daddy."  Whenever we tried to get her to say it before, she would say, "Bye Daddy!" 

Also...yesterday, she started saying, "No!"  I'm not sure if it was because she didn't get much of a nap and was just really tired, but she was Miss MegaBrat starting from when we got home a little after 5pm.  I ended up retreating into my bedroom early last night, partly because I was so tired, but partly because I needed a break from the kiddos, especially Jenna.  She was driving me crazy!  Braden actually got really excited when I told him how Jenna was acting, because he was like, "I can't wait until she tries that with me!"  I said, "Do you think I'm letting her get away with it??"  :)

Katie has this routine where she'll sleep between 3-4 hours at a time at night, but then when it gets to be 6-7am, she'll wake up every 30-45 minutes.  It's really annoying!  So I'll get up and try to feed her more, and she doesn't eat much and falls asleep again, so I go back upstairs to bed, and sure enough, about 40 minutes later, she's crying again.  She did it again this morning, and the third time, I put her in the swing and just stayed on the couch.  That seemed to work pretty well, so I think I will try that the first time the next time this happens (probably tomorrow morning). 



FYI: I started a post on Monday and just finished it today, so it is listed as posted on Monday, even though I only posted it a few minutes ago.  So be sure not to miss the new pictures!

Comments

What do you do when someone you don't know very well comments on your blog?  Let's say you had no idea that they read your blog.  I suppose there are various reactions.  One is to ignore it, either because you're uncomfortable that they found your blog, or maybe you don't know what to say.  Or you could respond to it, especially if the comment is a complimentary one that says, Hey I love your blog!

I guess I'm just discouraged, because yesterday I commented on a blog that I've been reading for a few months.  I really like the blog, and I said so in my comment, as well as telling a little bit about myself (we both have two girls around the same age).  I know the husband of the person that blogs, but not very well.  Anyway, not only did she not respond to my comment at all, but she responded to a comment after mine, so I know she saw it.  And I'm left to wonder, do I smell?  Do people just not know what to say?  Or do they think I'm a stalker (I had said how I found the blog, and the husband has it posted on a very public site)?  I know that this is not a huge deal, but it bothers me.  No one likes to be ignored, and I guess it is much easier to ignore people over the internet. 

Also, this is not the first time something like this has happened.  I had been reading an acquaintance's blog a few months ago, and she decided to go private.  She told people to email her if they wanted to keep reading, so I did.  She hadn't been aware of my reading her blog, but we knew each other from a singles branch we both went to a few years ago.  She didn't respond for over two weeks...and the entire time, I was just left hanging and wondering if she didn't want me to read her blog.  It sucked!  Okay, so maybe she was busy, I don't know.  She did finally respond, but only by approving me to read her blog; there was no note, no nothing.  It was supremely weird.  And about a week ago, I emailed another acquaintance who has decided to go private, and I am again waiting and wondering the same thing.  I guess it's just not worth it to me.  So if you decide to go private, and I don't know you that well, I guess I just won't be able to read your blog anymore.

Bottom line: Acknowledging people is polite!  Don't leave people hanging...it's the worst.

This was the same day that Katie had her one month appointment at the pediatrician's office.

We went to the glasses center thingy to try on Jenna's new glasses. Jenna was not too keen because it was just the frames and the lenses didn't have her prescription yet, since we were just trying them on to see if we wanted to go ahead and get them. She was fussing in the picture below because they still had the brand name stickers on them, and I'm sure she was like, What the crap are you making me wear?? :) The store had had to special order the frames since she still wears such a small size. We have learned since having such a small child with glasses that most people don't know their children need glasses until they go to school, so that's another reason why it's so unusual to have a baby wearing glasses. Then again, Jenna had an obvious manifestation of her problem: she's very cross-eyed. A lot of kids aren't but still need glasses, and it's much less obvious that they do.



Daddy and Katie sharing a kiss in the exam room. We were waiting for the pediatrician, and she took so long to come in that eventually Braden covered Katie up in a blanket to keep her warm.


Still waiting...


I love this little hat! Also, I have learned that little fingers are hard to put in gloves. Good thing we usually don't need gloves!


After all that work, we were only outside for like two minutes, and she went back to the door and wanted inside! :)

My Little Jawa

Jenna was playing with my hooded sweatshirt the other day. It made her look like a Jawa.