That's me this morning, wearing pre-pregnancy clothes that aren't skin tight with the baby on my hips that's baby and not just hips! You will have to forgive me if I enjoy life right now because I don't have all sunshine and rainbow moments all the time. First good news: I'm back to my pre-pregnancy weight. After weeks of very slow weight loss, I've dropped 4 pounds in the past two weeks and I'm starting to see a little bit of my old form return. Of course, things are slightly rearranged on my body (hello jelly belly) and I'm no Valerie Bertanelli in a bikini. I'm 8 pounds away from my goal weight and I can see that goal coming into focus in the not too distance future. Thank goodness, I was beginning to wonder if I was permanently damaged from child bearing.
Second, last night I put my brave suit on and went to rehearse with a band. I used to sing, a long time ago, and I have mixed feelings about performing, but last night went great! I brought two tunes to the group, both Suzanne Vega songs: Tombstone and Caramel, and they loved both songs and invited me to perform with them in a few weeks. I'm going to do it but I don't know that it will become a regular thing for me. Believe it or not, I am over the stage in my life where I want to hang out in bars. But spending a Thursday night in a self-made music studio (sweet setup in a re-done garage) with a drummer, bass player, and guitar player was really enjoyable. Just to be clear: I'm no American Idol contestant. I don't slide across a stage or thump my chest like Celine Dion, but I sing clear enough and hit the notes close enough to be passable. I did start singing into a dead mic last night and didn't realize it for a little too long but hey, who needs amplification? I'm just happy to be there.
Finally, my run is coming back. Very slowly, but coming back. I'm starting to get that runner's high thing again and ohhhhhhhh. Running hard gives me a a feeling of power and satisfaction that just can't be duplicated. I feel a Meg Ryan coffee shop moment in my future! I think it will all come together as the weight drops off. I just have to keep at it a few more months. Let's see what happens, sometimes life gets in the way, especially with a little baby, the best excuse ever for not getting things done.
Liam in sweat pants his auntie sent him and a hand-me down rain jacket because it's raining again. In Oregon, it's raining. Who could believe it? I took him to the fabric store yesterday, we picked up some fabric for some baby pants that mommy or grandma will make for him. Let's see who has more time...? Probably mama, my mom is busier than me most of the time. In baby news, the brightest spot in my life right now, our precious boy is finally healthy again and sleeping well. Two nights ago, he slept 7pm to 3:50am and last night 7pm-1am and then 1:30am-6:10am. Sweet relief! Grandpa and grandpa are coming next weekend so Bill and I can do the Beaver Freezer triathlon (he race, me tribabe) and perhaps we will get out on a date. Because I still have a husband, right? Not just the other person who cares for the baby? I didn't say things were perfect, but I'll get back to being a decent wife again here soon. At least he's getting breakfast in the morning. Love you honey!