I did a physical fitness thing! Emmie did mental fitness things! MY MOM LEAVES ON WEDNESDAY…. Weekend Catch Up time!
I am realizing more and more why so many moms say they remember highlights of the weekends, rather than what exactly happened (like the recaps I have done in the past). Especially when you are nursing, those days kind of merge, don’t they?
Side note, the cat just vomited and is now coughing. Charming.
Anyhoo, I have a few fun updates that I thought I would share!
Weekend Catch Up (not Recap) 2/26
1) We ended up not doing date night in the date night sense on Friday–Alex was just exhausted and had to work all weekend, so instead I made him (and helped him with ) pulled pork nachos and a salad and several other odds and ends. PS easiest and quickest recipe ever: turn oven on to 350. Line a baking sheet with foil. Option to grease foil. Throw on chips, premade bbq pork and top with shredded cheddar. Pop in oven until melted (5 minutes?) BOOM DONE.
But it was fine. Emmie joined the conversation as well (she felt left out). We went to bed early and good thing, Emmie fed a LOT that night (and the next night) and was fussy going down, so the extra time was much appreciated.
2) Alex had a rough call weekend– he arrived at the hospital at 7 and, as predicted, spent the night there with 2 hours of sleep and worked until 11 the next night. He was able to come home for dinner and a shower, though, before getting called back in. I made…. something? Oh yes, a hash from Mom’s and my brunch leftovers and a pancake that I had gotten for him when we got brunch. Emmie was super fussy right then, so I just ate the entire time that I was getting dinner together and then had an entire bag of green beans and half of Mom’s potatoes (which I didn’t want). Whatever. Basically it was an exercise in carbs.
3) Speaking of exercise, I DID A FITNESS THING THIS WEEKEND. Specifically, a YOGA thing! As I mentioned on Friday, reactivated my Class Pass and went to a pre/post natal yoga class at Yogaview Chicago. It. was. amazing. This is the first strengthy thing and first yoga thing I have done since Class Pass last summer, and that was way before I broke my hip, after which they were like DON’T EVEN GO THERE. So I didn’t, and I just allowed myself to rest and get back to walking.
Well, let’s just say that I am weak and super tight. Guys, even child’s pose hurt a little (in a stretchy way) at first! I did the weakest Warrior 2 I’ve done since, well the last time that I really broke myself. And holding poses… sheesh! But I could feel my hips unravelling themselves; I could feel my psoas loosening its iron fisted grip. And we worked on Kegels at the end–how many yoga classes do THAT? lol. Pigeon was interesting, too. And I call(ed) myself a runner. The instructor (Amy) was fabulous. I highly recommend her!
It was very interesting being there with a bunch of mamas-to be. I believe I was the only postnatal lady there. And everyone else was at different stages of pregnancy, had different numbers of kids, and it was just kind of a beautiful thing. I don’t know, it really felt special.
And props to Grandmommy for staying with Em as she had a few little meltdowns. Grandmothers are impenetrable, I have found.
Weights and Cardio class on Tuesday (gulp).
4) Mom got Emmie some toys to help get her engaged, and it has been fascinating to watch her already trying to figure things out. I very much realize that she is 4 ish weeks old. I very much realize that there is only so much that she can see or have control over. But she is still attempting to put things together!
She is starting to look pointedly at the little hangy downy things (technical term) as well as focus on my face and respond to my voice. She even mimicked me! I picked up her hand to bat at the sun, and she repeated it! She has since started trying to push her Wubbanub into her mouth (unfortunately getting the moose end when she tried, which didn’t quite work, but was a valiant effort) and holding it in there.
To be fair, she will also pull Wubbs out and then scream about it, so take all of these developments with a grain of salt.
5) I hate to type this, but Mom leaves on Wednesday to go back to the rest of the world. AND I AM NOT HAPPY ABOUT IT. I can’t put into words how much I have loved having her here, and Alex has as well–he knows that I am taken care of, he knows that Emmie is taken care of, and thankfully, everyone gets along so well that it isn’t an intrusion for him to come home to find her here. We are so lucky to enjoy the company of each other’s families!
I am really going to miss her. She has provided a great deal of comfort and help and pushing me to take notice of things that I might have just let slide. She has given me a great deal of freedom–to take the dog for long walks, to go upstairs to do laundry or to walk on the treadmill for some alone time. To look up things about what Emmie is going through, and to just be a presence for a quick chat or a long conversation.
Plus, well, she is my mom and I DON’T WANT HER TO LEAVE. But I guess at some point, I have to learn to do these things myself and to balance my wants and desires with taking care of Emmie and Ridley and the household stuff.
I think I’m just going to put Zoe in charge. That’s a good idea, right?
Ok, I am off. I threw this down after feeding the baby into a light coma, and I can hear her just waking up!
Have a great week, everybody!
On a scale of 1-10, how tight are your hips RIGHT NOW?
Do you get along with your inlaws?