Tuesday, May 27, 2014

A Weekend in the Life

I remember the days of living for the weekend and then weekends became laundry and errand days and then I married a buy who works weekends. It used to be weekend evenings, but now it is weekend mornings. It actually coincides with Harlow's schedule; they go to bed at the same time and take an afternoon nap at the same time. I know that will eventually change but for now, it isn't so bad.

What does a typical weekend in our world look like? Take a peek:

There is a Friday a.m. cycle class at my gym. Harlow can enjoy the child care, I can get my spin on and since the husband is off, he comes along and plays basketball or runs. 

My parents live less than two hours away, sometimes we will meet halfway and visit with each other. If they forget something at my house, like the time my dad forgot his wallet, or if they are going to take H for a weekend we will meet up. This weekend we exchanged a lawn mower for a bike. My dad is working on hubs' bike and he gave us a lawnmower to use for the summer. Yes, adulthood sucks. 

Then it's lunch time. Harlow's schedule is pretty good now where she goes down for her nap between 11:30 and noon. Clearly she wasn't excited about the waffle holding her over. 

Daddy came home on a quick break for breakfast on Sunday. 

I tried toddler wearing for about five minutes - until I had to take something out of the oven! Harlow was clingy Sunday morning while daddy was at work, so I tried her out. This is a lillebaby and while it worked and it fit, it needed some adjusting. H is only 21/22 lbs so it's not like I am a rock star! 

I am almost done with my 24-Day Challenge and am LOVING the app that is so easy to use. But by day 20-something, I have it pretty down pat and forget to track things.  I did my upper body workout and added a 20 minute core class to the end of my workout. My weakest links are triceps and core. I am soooo sore today! Gotta keep it up!

This weekend's weather was absolutely beautiful. Warm, sunny and just perfect. So we spent some time outside at Freedom Park. Which has very little shade. You would never realize we moved from Las Vegas. It was 80 degrees and I was sweating, so we moved from the sunny park to the shady park closer to home. 

Memorial Day Monday and the gym was closed, so I got myself out of bed and went for a wog. I refer to my "running" as a walking/jogging combo. Jogging is even subject to ridicule because I am not sure I can even jog.  The morning was perfect: slightly cool, moisture in the air and a beautiful sunrise coming over the trees. I stopped to take more photos than jogging steps though. But can you blame me?

Plans were made to check out Tyler Arboretum. That place is just simply gorgeous and tons of fun for kids. They have tree houses! I didn't take any photos, but the friend I went with did. She happens to be an incredibly talented photographer, too! She has an 8-year-old son who enjoyed playing with Harlow and Harlow enjoyed calling him "Bubby." I look forward to taking my niece and nephew here, they will get a kick out of it. And I will bring the BOB stroller next time. My Chicco just wasn't cutting it, neither were my cute sandals.

That, my friends, was my Memorial Day Weekend in a nutshell. Big difference from my baby who couldn't even crawl last year.

Sunday, May 25, 2014

Werk ... Mama.

I can't believe I didn't talk about this in my last post! Every so often when I catch up with friends, not just Vegas, but anywhere, they often ask if I am working yet or if I've gone back to work since moving. Spoiler alert: Yes, I did. It seems like such old news to me, I guess Facebook didn't do a good job of slamming news feeds with my updated information.

There was a part of me who wanted to stay home with Harlow. Sleep in, make dinner ... but I quickly realized that SAHMommyhood isn't relaxing mornings and bonbons. I spent almost three months at home with H once we moved to PA. It was wonderful. We moved here when she was 10 1/2 months old, so she was at a fun age. She was still napping twice a day, not yet walking and just a joy to be with. But at the same time, I tried to be all things to my family. It was never decided that I would stay home forever, it would be until I found a job worth taking. Staying home with Harlow, making dinner, doing all of the laundry, all of the dishes and looking for a job ... it was neither glorious or glamorous.

I felt like I had to do all of the things to contribute to our household. When I say my husband didn't empty the dishwasher or do a load of laundry, I mean it. But not because he refused, I just felt like I needed to do those things around the house if he was working. Pressure I put onto my own self.

It befuddled me how long it took to find work, but I know that it was all part of a divine plan. Not to get all godly on you, but the right job landed in my lap when the time was right. I had to find a daycare that was great, fit our budget and would be convenient for either of us to pick her up or drop her off. Not too easy to do when you don't even know where you are going to end up working.

Sparing the details, I did not enjoy daycare shopping. They are so different from Las Vegas. There are fewer working families here and I feel like most facilities are more at-home-parent friendly than working-parent friendly. The days don't run from 6:30 a.m. - 6 p.m. like I was used to. Never-the-less, we found a great school where Harlow enjoys spending her days and they feel like extended family for us.

Checking out her new classroom

She loved it right from the start

When she wouldn't sleep they would hold her and comfort her until she did

Clearly she feels comfortable there

It was only a matter of time before she showed the world who is boss

Anyway, I started a new job the week before Thanksgiving. I work for a software company, editing documents. I am doing something I love (editing) in a new field and learning something new every day. I work with really smart people, so every day gives me a new challenge. There is some flexibility where I can work out of my office (which is a 40-minute commute on a good day) or work from home, which I tend to do often since I can start my day by 7 a.m. and end at 5 p.m.

The flexibility worked out great when I spent how many snow days home with H??

So six months into my new job, I've got things down to a routine. I find time to workout most days (usually for short stints of time before I give up!) and am enjoying being out of the house with the flexibility to work at home here and there.

This mama works and so far, it is working out.

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Yea ... so ...

When I las left off, my daughter had just taken her first steps and was learning to drink from a sippy cup exclusively. She is now 19 months old, running and has a vocabulary of about 40 or more words. Time flies. Winter happened. The first storm proved to be beautiful and fun. But then the storms kept coming, week after week after week ... until we hit March 24. From Dec. 8 until March 24, we had snow every week and almost as many snow days for Harlow's school. In anticipation of each storm, I would buy a block of cheese and a box of wine. Yes, a box. I stored it in this neat little thing: 

A boxed wine dispenser. It was probably one of the best and worst things I could have had in my house. So winter started, Christmas came and New Years arrived right on time.

And then I decided for the New Year I was going to drop the baby weight, focus a bit more on my health (moving across the country and experiencing the worst winter in history can take a toll on one's health) and blog at least three times a week. Cough. Excuse me.

We had a few more snow storms. I stopped taking pictures after the third one. Well, I would take pics, send to my BFF and include the revolver emoji. We had a polar vortex where the highs temps would be in the single digits. I once went to the gym in the morning and it was 3 degrees. Our birthdays rolled around (the hubs and I are a day apart, plus some years). My parents kept H for the weekend.  We spent a night in the city and I spent the rest of the weekend in the city with my sister and one of her friends.

And then February ... I don't remember much about February. It snowed. I stayed home with Harlow on her snow days and the hubs went to work. I tried to dress Harlow like spring with the hope it would arrive sooner.

I did an AdvoCare 24-Day Challenge starting on Presidents' weekend. I made it seven days without wine, but got back on track. I was thrilled with my results. I became an avid gym goer (yea, even when it was 7 degrees and lower) and cleaned up my diet. I lost seven lbs and wanted to lose 20 overnight. More on the challenge later ... separate post.

And then we went to Las Vegas. I lived there for almost 11 years before moving back to PA. There is a reason wine is the first pic.

Harlow got to see her first boyfriend again. The last time she saw him, she was the age he is in the photo.

                                                     She had her first haircut with Andeen. 

We hired one of Harlow's old babysitters and went on a date. As we were sitting outside, we saw the sitter walking the property with Harlow and we got up, ducked and ran into the hotel creating quite the stir among those outside. Whoops. But if H saw us, it wouldn't have been good. 
This kid just cracks me up sometimes. 
And then we threw my mother-in-law an 80th birthday party. And this little one had fun. 

And then my mother-in-law came back to Philly from Vegas with us. We spent Easter in New Jersey with my family.

And the few lbs that I lost on the 24-Day Challenge were put back on by now. But I am currently doing another round and am having great results. More to come on that.

I spent the next two weekends in New Jersey visiting a long-time friend and we drank three bottles of wine and played dress up.
 Then, Harlow learned how to do fun things with her potty.

And that is where I've been. Springtime in the northeast makes the crazy, insane winter almost worth it. Almost, but not quite. It is absolutely beautiful in PA right now and I am soaking up every second before the hazy, hot and humid days of summer take over.

I will be blogging more often since it doesn't take much time and my memory needs it! Blogs are a great way to journal your life and something I've always enjoyed. So, welcome back if you are still here.