..until now, that is. People who have seen us put August to bed for the past two plus years (who have kids) have always been impressed as to how we do it with such ease. We should have known better not to get so cocky. It really has been simple. We start about fifteen or so minutes before bedtime (between 7 and 7:30pm). We put on a nighttime diaper, put on his pajamas, brush his teeth, read him two books, sing him a song, and put him in his crib. That’s it folks. After that, he either falls right to sleep, or he talks to his Zebra for anywhere between ten minutes up to an hour. But he never cries. He has always happily gone to bed. (more…)
Posts Tagged ‘jogging stroller’
Yesterday I took advantage of August and Brent being out of the house to go for a long (embarrassingly in this case, “long” = 4.5 miles) run. For the first time ever I decided to give Brent’s little Ipood (nope, not a typo, I prefer that spelling) a chance. He already had a few music playlists on there, so I grabbed my headphones and headed out the door. It was nice listening to music as I ran. Last time I had gone for a run without August I was actually a little bored. I had no one singing to me, no one to reading “I Spy” to me, and no one to ask me “What are you doing Mommy?” every five minutes. So I welcomed the music as a distraction. (more…)
Today I ran my first real race ever (I don’t count Bay to Breakers because that was just for fun, and Brent and I were tied to each other). I finally after literally years of searching I found a race that me, Brent and August in a stroller could run together in San Francisco. We had a really good time, August was the bomb playing his kazoo as we went up the hills and cheered us on the whole way. Really fun. And although we didn’t run ten minute miles or anything, we finished in under seventy minutes – not too shabby if you ask me.
That’s my big news of the day. I’m on a quest to shed a few pounds over the next few months (I know, me and every other fool out there), so wish me luck. Hope you all had a happy Thanksgiving. We had a really great and relaxing weekend just the three of us. It was perfect really, I wouldn’t have changed a thing (okay, well, I could do without the guilt trip I got several times from my mother, but other than that…).
Now it’s over, our stay-cation, and it’s back to the grind tomorrow. At least I get a break from running for a day.