- Shout out to everyone who commented, messaged, or texted me after my last post. Staying home is a big change for us and all of your advice was much needed. Some of it was also hilarious. If I haven’t responded yet, it’s just because I’m trying to space out my adult conversations so that I can pretend to still have a social life.
- Since I’m now home more than Ryne, he has kindly delegated all of his yard work to me. (Well, everything but the edging because he thinks I’ll hack my toes off. Probably true.) Now, if you guys could just tell him that he should provide a working lawn mower, that would be great. Pushing a self-propelled mower – that isn’t actually a self-propelled mower – around the yard is tough.
- Today isn’t just a random Thursday; it’s Hudson’s half birthday! I honestly cannot believe he is already six months old. How does that happen so quickly?
- To celebrate the occasion, Maddux and I dropped him off at the gym daycare and hit the pool for an hour. I know. We are wrong for that. However, I really do think ol’ Hud dawg likes the extra attention. I’m pretty sure the sweet ladies in the daycare just hold him the entire time.
- Speaking of the gym daycare, I think it’s going to be the only way I get workouts in these days. I’ve definitely fallen off of the wagon when it comes to working out. I really haven’t gotten back into it since I had Hudson. I could make excuses for y’all, but what good would that really do? I’ve just been lazy, busy, or both. Yesterday I ran three miles on the treadmill and survived to tell the tale, so there’s that.
- I also need to get back on track with my spending. I browsed my Starbuck’s “history” in the app today. Never do that. It’s depressing.
- While we’re on the topic of Starbucks related addictions, Maddux has a new one. There was some completely random caterpillar game under the free downloads and I innocently downloaded it thinking he might enjoy it. You guys. I swear he would give up almost anything to play this dumb game. I must burn the iPad now.
- My only technology-based addiction is Snapchat. I rarely even post my own Snaps (“presleyemma”). I focus primarily on stalking everyone else. Fun times. So if you have some good people to follow, let me know. You can leave your own handle, too. No shame in self-promotion, am I right?
I’ve been relatively silent on social media for a while now. The lack of posting is primarily due to focusing on “real” life. We’ve had some big decisions to make, tons of numbers to crunch, and daily schedules to shuffle around. It’s been exciting. It’s also been terrifying.
As of today, I am officially a stay-at-home mom. I’m still freelancing here and there, but I’ve ditched the full-time gig. The safety blanket, so to speak. When we first started discussing making this transition, it wasn’t clear if we’d go through with it or not. In fact, there were multiple changes to the plan over the course of the past few months. In the end, though, it felt like it wasn’t just the right choice; it was the only choice.
I have no idea how long I’ll stay at home or what I’ll do afterwards. It’s definitely a leap of faith. I could not be happier to get to spend more time with the kids. Well, now that I think of it, maybe I should be a little afraid. I mean, there are two of them and one of me. That already seems like an unfair matchup, y’all.
Before I go get my mom on today, I have a few questions: How do I empty the vacuum? Is Play-Doh a food group? How long can you stay at Chick-fil-A before they kick you out? Is Power Rangers educational? And, finally, is there a Tinder for play dates? I’m asking all of these for a friend, obviously.
And, just like that, it’s Thursday. Instead of mentioning how sad I am that I’m not blogging much or making excuses about why I haven’t started up again, I’ll just move on to the few random thoughts I’ve had lately. Trust me, this will be short.
- I am having a hard time dealing with the fact that I have a four-year-old and a five-month-old. When did this happen? I mean, I know when it literally happened: the 28th of June. But what I can’t understand is how it happened so quickly. Someone please come hold me, because I simply cannot handle it.
- Speaking of the boys, they have been having a blast on this vacation. Maddux’s love for the water has grown exponentially over the past week and a half. I think he’s spent more time in the pool than he has out of it. Hudson even got to get in the water – his first time ever. I may have had a small panic attack, because I am a helicopter mom.
- While we’re on the topic of swimming, I have something to admit. I am freaking terrified of practically all bodies of water, y’all. I can’t remember the last time I got in any deeper than my ankles in anything that wasn’t ph-balanced and chlorinated. That’s why it’s huge that I forced myself onto this rock. We won’t discuss how I clung to it for dear life.
- I celebrated my success with one of my new favorite drinks. Evolution Fresh recently sent me a Starbucks gift card so that I could test out their Organic Strawberry Lemonade. You guys. It’s really, really good. I chugged one while everyone else took turns jumping off of the bridge, because I don’t have a death wish.
- The lemonade is also the perfect base for a cocktail. Seriously, have you ever sipped on something and thought, “hmm, this would taste great with some alcohol”? No? Just me? Anyway, I just tossed some ice, the Strawberry Lemonade, and vodka into the blender. Boom. A delicious “grown up” slush. I added a sugar rim and a tacky plastic cup, because it is vacation after all.
- One last thing – I haven’t gone for a run since I totally bragged about how much I was running. Fail boat for life, y’all.
Apparently the key to running more often is, well, running in the Keys. We’ve been down here for about a week and I’ve gone for four glorious runs. Which, to be totally transparent, is about twice my monthly average right now. What can I say? I’ve been an underachiever lately. There is just something about running down here that makes me want to lace up and hit the road.
It could be the beautiful views.
It could be the weird squirrels.
It could also be that it’s full of the flattest, fastest routes on the entire planet. Prior to coming down here, I was really busting my butt to get down in the 8-minute miles. Two days ago, I looked down at my watch and realized I had just completed a mile at 7:20. I might as well have broken the land speed record, y’all. I was that proud. Now the trick will be to continue running often when I get home, when things like doing the laundry – or complaining about doing the laundry – keep me “busy”.
I blinked and two weeks passed since I logged on last. I’m not even really sure why or how that happened, but I’m going to just go ahead and blame some sort of time travel scenario. Seems feasible. Anyway, I’m still pressed for time but I wanted to talk to myself on the internet. So here I am.
- Two weekends ago, I headed to Hilton Head with Maddux and Hudson, my parents, my sister, and my cousin. Ryne stayed home. I’m sure he was so sad to be able to eat and sleep whenever he wanted. He did miss out on some neon blue, overpriced virgin drinks, so the joke is on him. We know how to party.
- This past weekend, I wanted to know what it felt like to sleep through the night. In a totally unselfish move, I planned for Ryne’s birthday celebration to be out of town without the kids. We drove to Charleston on Saturday, went to dinner, and then headed to the Chris Stapleton concert. Then, like idiots, when went back out on the town instead of sleeping. Dumb move. Really dumb move.
- In between our trips, it seems like everyone has taken turns being sick. Maddux’s sore throat lasted forever, I got hit hard with mastitis, and every single one of us took turns forgetting how to breathe due to some mysterious new pollen. I’m not trying to brag or anything now, but it’s been almost 48 hours of everyone feeling good again.
- I’ve come to the realization that I can never again outsmart my three-year-old. The other day I told him that I never wanted him to grow up and that he needed to stay my baby forever. He said, “Well I better not eat my vegetables then, Mama.” Touché. Tou-freaking-ché. It almost felt like he was waiting to make that case.
- We’ve also been discussing his fourth birthday party pretty frequently recently. He wants: a Mickey Mouse – bounce house – swimming pool – Ninja Turtle – water balloon fight – Lego – train – Chick-fil-A party. That’s doable, right? I’m considering waking him up that day, telling him he slept through the whole thing, and explaining that it was fantastic.
- Now that I think about it, Maddux did work really hard to throw a party for Ryne. Bless his little heart. He worked for a solid two hours decorating and planning. When Ryne got home, I had to make him wait in the garage while Maddux finished cutting out the last decoration for the walls. Kids are the best. I guess I won’t trick him into thinking he has some sort of sleep issue after all.
- You know what I’ve been sleeping through? My workouts. And not, like, that I’ve been slacking off during them. More like I’ve literally been lying in bed when I should be doing them. I’ve worked out three times this entire month. It’s the 26th. I’m so ashamed. Sort of. I’m also just kind of “meh” about it. I’ll get back into it sooner or later.
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I am running low on thoughts and brain power, so we’ll just leave it at that. Have a great night!