I debated about whether to even bother with a post tonight...I have no pictures, and nothing brilliant or inspiring to write (unlike Jennifer) but I figured, it's my blog, and I'll type if I want to :)
Today was a pretty uneventful. I got up and went for a run...except it wasn't much of a run. I'll be honest, I love it when I can call myself a runner, but I don't really like running that much. (Unless I'm running more than 5 miles. It seems like once I get past that distance I just zone out and run...) One of the reasons I get frustrated with running is that you loose what you build up so very quickly. I haven't run since the race on Saturday, and today I felt like I had lead tied to my feet. (Which, when you consider how much I've eaten in the last couple of days, could have some validity to it) I planned on running 2 miles and walking 1. Well...I ended up running 1 (maybe) and walking 2. I was so frustrated! I can't believe how quickly I reverted back to the sluggish 'IfeellikeI'mgonnadieanysecondnow' feeling. I got home annoyed, and ate something (as if that is going to help...) and proceeded to continue in my 'eat rotten' pattern. I really gotta stop that. Hopefully the next run will be a bit better. I will say, though, I did run up the giant hill (though I think that was the straw that broke the camel's back) and I was pushing an increasingly heavy child (how much does that child weigh?!) and I was running in 93% humidity, so it wasn't ideal conditions. However, I've decided I have to stop complaining about the heat and humidity...I live in Florida...I just have to get used to it. (Can you hear me crying?)
The day did get better. I got cleaned up, Eli took a good nap, so I caught up on some e-mails, I read my bible (after I brushed the dust off of it...that's another post...still chewin' on that one...) and ate lunch. Then I headed to BJ's with Jennifer. I love that store. I got diapers, chicken, a Swiffer Wet Jet and a couple of other things. I'm kinda excited about the Wet-Jet. I've wanted to try one for a while, and BJ's had a good price. I don't want to use it for my 'real' cleaning, but it's nice to have something like that during the week that I can clean my super white tile with. It makes my house feel cleaner, and that's really what it's all about, right?! I tried it out tonight, and it is serving its purpose so far.
Eli and I played for a bit after we got home-he decided not to take another nap. While I was getting dinner ready (calzones-YUMM!) Eli managed to fall/roll over right onto one of his toys, and got a pretty good scratch/bruise on his right eye. He was okay...but I'm really hoping it doesn't give him a black eye-I don't think it will. He's been so frustrated lately with not being able to move. I hope he gets the hang of some sort of movement soon-I think he'll be a happier baby. He LOVES it when you walk with him-especially when daddy is chasing him from behind. He can really get going pretty fast!
Anyway...after he recovered from that, Edgar got home and we had dinner. We were playing in his room, and I had his drawer pulled out. He was trying to get something inside, and couldn't reach it. I was letting him struggle in hopes that he would work on pulling himself into a stand, when he whacked his mouth against the drawer and got a small cut on his gums...so now he's bleeding, and I'm starting to worry that 2 injuries in one day is a bit too much...He cried pretty hard, but recovered. I felt his tooth, and it didn't feel loose at all, so I don't think he hit his tooth. Poor kid...
Anyhow...I just finished tutoring and am about to head off to bed. Ya know what I hate? Going to bed hungry...I think I better go brush my teeth before I give in to temptation...
2 comments:
I'm pretty excited... he'll be mine before you know it! HA! My cats will be so happy! Although, 12 hours later and there is no evidence of said injuries, so I guess you are off the hook...
only two injuries for a child who is trying to walk? Girl, wait until he is walking and runs into everything....two injuries will be a welcome sight. one day, Keira hurt herself at least 4 times and i felt like a horrible mom, but she is fine and doesn't hate me....yet....
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