WOW! Has it really been almost a month since my last blog post? Yes, yes it has. I am sitting here writing this, shaking my head sadly, because I did want to write something sooner, but alas, LIFE has been very busy! I am going to do my best to sum up everything in the crowded, little, allotted blog box while striving to make this piece entertaining, informative, interesting and maybe even a bit funny.
So what has the Humphrey Clan been up to the last (almost) 30 odd days or so? Let’s see:
One- Idan and I had a “staycation” at my mom’s house while she and my step-dad were gallivanting off to Norway (yes, very jealous). My job was to make sure her animals were fed, her mail picked up, and to consume the entirety of the contents of the fully stocked fridge and pantry that she left as a “thank you” for taking care of her home while she was gone. The challenge was that for most of the 12 days I was there, my husband could not be. So, I had a small taste of what single parents do EVERY DAY (minus the added full time job part) and I must say it was HARD! I was thoroughly exhausted by the end of the day, and just wanted to drown my sorrows with Oreos and bad reality television. Which I did, every night. I have the utmost respect for all the parents pulling double duty.
Two- A small, little thing that Colorado experienced called THE FLOOD hit!!! (note sarcasm in voice) This flood was insane and did affect me personally. Yes, it was a shame that my Devil Dash was canceled (until further notice, or until Lyons is not underwater anymore) and I was unable to show off my minimal mad jogging skills, but what was much worse was the devastation that was endured by so many people. It was so awful to witness homes being swept away or submerged under water, livestock stranded, and people desperate to get back to their homes only to realize that they do not have flood insurance (who would think you would need it in Colorado?). I did have family members affected by this as well, and it has made my heart ache for them. The only positive result from this is that my son was able to be immersed with grandparent love for a week while they were staying with us. He has been thoroughly sad, since they left, and often looks at me with mommy boredom face.
Three- I joined a gym! I have belonged to this gym before and loved it. I actually, really do like going to the gym. I haven’t been able to the last few years due to commuting to my job, money, time, and a little thing called 4 ½ months of bed rest. However, we are now at a place where we can manage for me to go a few times a week. What is nice, is that Idan gets to spend some time with other kids and play with other toys, and I get one hour of “me time,” which I think is essential for every mother.
Things have not changed all that much since the last time I was at the gym. The main difference now, is that I have a kid that I tote with me, and my reflection in the mirror while I am jogging is a lot scarier and older! I say that to myself in the nicest way possible. I was never the chippy who wore makeup and jewelry to the gym. Who really does that anyway? And if so, they are not there to work out. I managed to squeeze into my pre-pregnancy work out attire, (although still sporting the five months pregnancy looking bump) pull my hair up, and go. I am glad that my large donut shaped headphones are not as dorky looking as they were two years ago. The cute girl who runs next to me wears white ones to go with her sparkly gold headband and matching gold shoes. I try not to stare too much at how fast her pace is, but when I do get a glimpse I can tell that it is at least double the pace of mine. Gotta love the gym.
I do want to point out that even though I have my slightly tight, pre-pregger pants, left over baby spit up in my hair, zero makeup, a somewhat dorky looking jog, I am thoroughly enjoying myself and feel great about getting out of the house for some me time. I will write more soon on some of the things that I have learned so far while going to the gym.
But I will leave you with this: I just realized that because my chocolate donut headphones are SO good at keeping noise out, they are not good at keeping me from making noise. Because I cannot hear myself, I didn’t realize that after the first half mile of running I was continuing to make this sound that was kind of like a guttural exhaling grunt, combined with a slight squeaky wheeze, and that the people next to me were not glancing over to look at how fast I was running, but more as to question, why they had to be stuck next to “THAT” person who was the gym weirdo. I was grouping myself with the sweaty short-short wearing mullet man, or the token gym lurker who only stares at the equipment instead of using it. I only realized that I was making these musical body sounds when I had to use other head phones and discovered that I am very vocal when I exercise.
*sigh* Can I not just be a normal person?
I have since corrected this about myself, and now have upgraded my gym status to a more normal social peer group.
Thank you all for reading this post! I hope that my fingers will get exercised more in the coming weeks with more writing!
I also want to add that my thoughts and prayers go to all who were affected by the flood. May there be peace and resolution that will come swiftly.
Idan is crawling like a mad man and wanting to walk!!!!
I am now adjusting to the pace of being home, and am loving 98% of my day. Mostly the two hours before the hubs comes home from school is the hardest.
Still learning to cook and doing pretty good, I am a better baker.
I am experiencing a huge weakness for drive through coffee. It’s getting worse. I look forward to a coffee while running errands with the boy. Plus the 2:00 caffeine upper is much needed these last few weeks.
Still jogging. Guttural noises and all.