I've been really busy recently, and just haven't been able to get on here
I've missed you all!!
Here's a funny picture to share with you all:http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pi...1&id=634508169
Haha!! I had so much fun that night!
So that makes two races since Gavin was born, the Air Force Marathon was in September, and this race was Tuesday night. My training runs have been few and far between, which sucks
I'm holding on to some weight that's really starting to get me down. I had lost all but a few pounds, then I've slowly re-gained some, now I'm up to 10lbs over pre-preg. Ugh. I hate it. And now with cold weather here, that's not going to help.
The good news is though, Gavin is sleeping much more consistently (waking on average once a night between 2-4am) the problem though is that Connor went through a horrible streak with sleep issues, and both Connor and Gavin wake around 6am while I'm up getting ready for work. Before Gavin, I used to go to the gym at 6am before work, that was the only way I could be sure to get a workout in. But now, with the boys getting up early in the mornings, there's no hope of me sneaking out of the house to get to the gym.
I'm having issues with hubby too. I just can't count on him to handle the kids in the morning, I feel pressured to not leave for work until they're all up, dressed, and eating, with the two big ones nearly ready for school. Hubby is struggling a lot with some personal stuff, so all the weight falls on me. Several times recently we've had issues in the mornings that have forced me to stay home until the two big boys are on the bus already, which means I go to work late. I'm really trying to be patient while he works through his issues, but every time I look in the mirror, I just hate what I see. Then I get angry at hubby for not allowing me to take care of myself.
Ugh. Okay, enough venting.
The boys are all doing great!!! Sleep issues (wtih Gavin and Connor) are resolving. Gavin is not walking independently yet, but he's really getting brave with push toys and cruising along furniture or walls. He's had a mini verbal explosion, he can now say consonant sounds "D" "B" and "M" (dada, baba [brother, not bottle!], mama), he meows like a cat, barks like a dog, and I think is trying to say Connor (usually right after one of us yells "CONNOR!!" when Connor is in trouble, because that's pretty often around here!) He's definitely nowhere near as verbal as Ian was, but he's way ahead of where Connor was. Which seems to be the same with all his development, not advanced, not delayed, apparently he's just...average! LOL!
Okay, I'm going to take this tired body to bed.