Wednesday, August 18, 2010

2 Months

Eliot, 2 months

Eliot is 2 months old today. Oh. My. God. Too fast little man. Oh, and is there anything cuter than a baby in a plain white onesie?!?!
What have you learned this month? You have become quite the talker - but only when you're in a good mood! You'll coo in response to our coos...and give us the biggest smiles ever while you're doing it! We've heard you laugh now too. It's so fun to see you try and communicate with us. You're part fish - you LOVE your baths, just sit and stare and splash. Your daddy is the same way - I can never get him out of the pool either. You're a big boy - last week you were weighed at the Dr's office and you weigh 13.3 lbs - that's 96 percentile! I find out how tall you are next week - you may take after your uncle Brian! You don't look big though - you look just perfect. You've gotten tons better at moving your head around, still love to look at windows, love to look at ceiling fans, love new faces, and are starting to get interested in toys. Your swing is your favorite thing ever. Thank god for that swing. You have a fussy time every evening and the only things that calm you down is to go outside (earlier in the evening), nurse, and then put you in your swing. You fall right asleep. I sometimes feel bad because I can't calm you down...but we're doing what works. You've started sleeping tons more - 6-8 hours a night. It is amazing, let me tell you. After the 6-8 hours you usually sleep another 1-3! We all feel more human. I am having a great time staying home with you, loving on you, and just spending time with you. I am dreading going back to work, but I know your grandma will take great care of's daycare I worry about. I hope that they pay enough attention to you...that they remember to come see you and smile at you when you're happy, and not just when you're sad. You've got me wrapped around your little finger Eli, good thing you're too young to take advantage of it yet.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Back in the saddle again!

I started working out again.

Do you hear that? That's the sound of my psyche realigning itself.

I feel so much better. I actually started last week. Slowly. Lifting some weights, doing a 15 minute post-natal video, taking some walks. It was hard when I was feeling fairly sleep deprived. But Eliot's sleeping better and I'm learning to sleep in more. I've played tennis (albeit horribly, it's been over a year since I've held a racket), rode the spin bike, taken really long walks, and upped my weight routine. I am horrendously out of shape, it's a strange feeling. I also keep having phantom pregnancy experiences. I hesitate before picking something up off the ground, or bending in a certain way because I'm looking out for my belly. It is so great to move how I want to again!! I am bound and determined to at least fit back into my looser work pants before I get back. I can't wear maternity clothing and elastic waistbands forever. I am so excited to be biking again too! That means I can bike into work when I go back!Working out has improved my mood so much. I had a breakdown Monday because I just didn't feel good about myself anymore. It's not completely about weight, although that is some of it, but it's about endorphins and health and just simply feeling like I could walk home if I got stranded 5 miles away. I hope I'll be able to keep this up when I go back to's going to be hard to balance work, a baby, and my need to work out. Thank god for the jogging stroller, but winters are going to be hard. I want to figure out a way to include Eliot in my workouts, so that I'm not shorting an area of my life...but it's often too cold to bring the baby jogging. Sigh. Shifting priorities here I suppose - even though working out ensures my sanity and patience. I'll have to find time to fit it in.

For 7 weeks postpartum I feel pretty good though. My belly is fairly gone, even though I don't think my belly button will ever be the's all stretched out and weird! I've dropped all but 10 pounds from where I started, even though I want to be about 10 pounds below that. I don't diet though, just try not to overindulge, and work out as much as possible. I know it's possible that my hips have widened forever, but I really believe that if I lose this weight I'll fit back into most of my pants no problem.

I hope so anyways. There's no money for a whole new wardrobe no matter how much fun that sounds!