Balancing The Scales

Day Two: Shocked and Awed

Day two of my plan to [wear my crazy offspring down to the nub] help my baby adjust to the Kid's Club at the gym was, in a word, unbelievable.

I took her into the room that was rife with running and scampering children.  She was whimpering and clutching her Elmo and her Bunny. (Nothing quite so heartrending as seeing a whimpering cute baby holding two lovies in a death-grip, but I am DETERMINED, friends.)  I put her down on the floor with the Elmo toys that they have.  I kissed her head and off I went.  And?

I heard NOTHING.  No whimpering, no crying, no squalling.

I quick went to do a couple sets of back exercises and then I checked-in.  And?

Thumbs fucking UP!  What?

When I went in to get her (after I went and [played the LOTTERY] lifted shoulders), she was sitting next to a 5 year old girl who was doing things to entertain her.  She was, uh, happy.  She didn't even notice me sitting next to her.

Um.

So, as it turns out, I am the only one who is Shocked and Awed.

I'm still not ready to trust it totally.  But I'll keep you posted.

You're welcome.

So Far This Week...

1. I've started a schedule for myself.
2. I've researched night yoga classes.  (I'm aiming for at least 2 classes a week.  I think that either an 8pm Wednesday or Thursday and a Saturday morning class would be good.)
3. I've walked almost every morning and it's pretty much becoming routine.  My route is about 40-45 minutes, depending on my energy level and how cooperative The Littlest New Girl is being.
4. I've lifted weights once.  I'd kind of lost track of that last week, after TLNG's nap schedule changed and I had a lot of things to do after my awaycations.
5. I've limited myself to one cup of tea per day (It's been difficult.  I think there was one day where I said 'fuck it' but other than that, I've stuck to it.)
6. I've been limiting myself to one treat-item per day.  (This has also been difficult for me.  If I can make it until 3pm or so to have my treat-item, I'm better able to stick to the moderation.  If I eat a big oatmeal cookie with chocolate chips [TLC makes a grrrreat one] in the morning, I'm pretty much eating like a whore for the rest of the day. I'm also not eating *one Hershey's Kiss* for a snack.  I'm eating a nice-sized hunk of birthday cake.  What can I say?  It's a process.  And I loves me some birthday cake.)

For this upcoming week my goals are:

1. To continue goals from last week.
2. To finish the schedule and consider scheduling certain workouts and household chores like bathrooms, laundry, food shopping, etc. to add some structure and a set plan for the day. (I would be flexible with it but it might be nice to be organized about it.
3. To create a flier for a meet-up group that The Little Sister and I are going to start.
4. To try to pay more attention to what I'm eating and to slow down at the table/at meals.