A Split Second ...

... in slow motion. That is what it felt like when my baby fell. It was fast enough that I couldn't do anything but I felt like I was watching it in slow motion. I can remember every thought and feeling that crossed my mind during that moment. Everything is okay, thank God. She is 100% perfectly okay. I'm not. I feel like the biggest loser ever. The worst mommy in the world. I can't even imagine how I would feel if something seriously wrong had happened to her. I can't stop checking on her as she sleeps peacefully, even though she spent 2 hours giggling, playing and being completely herself. I can't stop seeing her land and the feeling of of her slipping. I keep hearing my gasp. She's okay. I will be eventually be okay.

Smooth Talker

Lily: "Mom, your skin is all prickly like a porcupine" 

Must be time for shave. 

36:15

That was the time it took for me to complete my first 5k run. I am pretty darn happy with myself. An okay time for a first timer, but more importantly, I ran the whole 5k without stopping once. The run itself was great. I did struggle a little bit due to the heat. Up until this point I really haven't ran in much heat since I run in the evenings. The hot sun was a new one for me. But I finished. Now I am moving on to the "Bridge To 10K" program. Signing up for the "Run Like A Duck" run in Lumsden in September. Keep moving forward!
I have to say this weekend has been great. I have felt awesome, the weather was amazing, I completed a goal and treated myself to a new outfit and hair and highlights. I rarely do anything for myself so it felt exceptionally nice. The icing on the cake was when I went to try on a cute pair of capris and asked the girl for a size 10. She looked at me like I was crazy and said "Ummmm, I'm going to give you a 10 and 6. I highly doubt you are a 10." To my utter disbelief the 6 fit perfect!! Last time I bought pants they were a 10/12 depending on the style. Best. Feeling. Ever. 
Yesterday we had a wedding Moose Jaw. Of course I failed at getting any pictures, as usual, but trust me when I say it was pretty. The cutest paper pinwheels that made me so happy. Their favors were kazoos and crayons! It was by far the most family/kid friendly wedding I have ever been to. I don't think you read my blog Sims, but big congrats again! Now to get Lily to stop "kazoo'ing" Twinkle Twinkle. Even Daisy figured out how to get noise out of it :)

Today after the race we went for breakfast at Lily's favorite place, Smitty's of course. Then afternoon naps were had by all. {sigh} . We finished off the day with a run through the sprinkler, popsicles and drawing with sidewalk chalk. My meal plan for the week is complete and I am seriously on a life high ♥

Happy Birthday

Everyday is a birthday according to Lily. She is obsessed with birthday parties. She spends a lot of time planning her party, pretending she's at a birthday, telling us it's our birthday, bringing us birthday presents/cakes/surprises and singing "Happy Birthday". She is certain she will have a surprise party. Here is a snippet of a common converstaion Lily will have [all said in one breath]

"I'm going to have a birthday party. There's going to birthday cake and party hats and guestas(?? I think she means pinata) and birthday cake and all my cousins will be there and all my friends will come and mommy and daddy and grandpa and grandpa (aka grandma) be there and Daisy can come too and everyone will bring me presents and shout SUPRISE! You wanna come to my party. Yep, you can come. It's going to be so fun and make me so happy."  

..... pause ...... [repeat]

Just One of Those Days

The sun is shining, the kids frolicked happily in the great outdoors, sand was tossed, bubbles were blown and all was well.
It is amazing how 6.5 hours of uninterrupted sleep can cleanse the soul. Yep, you read that right, 6.5 HOURS of uninterrupted sleep. After my bedtime rant last night, my darling baby Daisy and Miss Lily slept like angels. Daisy woke once at around 12:00am for some warm momma's milk and promptly went back to sleep. I was completely shocked and a little disoriented when my alarm went off. I can't even remember the last time I was in bed when my alarm went off. While Lily did sleep with us, as per usual, she slept like a rock. Or maybe I slept like a rock and didn't notice her, either way *sigh*, I am so rested. I obviously don't expect a repeat but I can still hope right?
It was an absolutely gorgeous Saskabush day. The sun was shining and instead of our usual gale force winds, a gentle breeze brushed our cheeks. The kids basically got along (as best as you can expect from 2-3 yr olds) and the day was a smooth as glass. I had a renewed sense of motivation and energy. Did I mention I got 6.5 hours of uninterrupted sleep? I got most of my housework done during nap, all except that damn vacuuming.  I curse at vacuuming. It is nearly impossible to get to. I can't do it when the kids are sleeping and it is hard to do when the kids are awake. My longing for a Roomba has been renewed. A Roomba, Kitchen Aid Mixer, and a pool boy. Okay, so I don't have a pool but who doesn't want a pool boy?
Of course with my renewed outlook on life (again - 6.5 hours of uninterrupted sleep) I had many "OMGosh I have the most adorable children in the entire world!!!!! Especially when the sleep" moments today while looking through pictures. Allow me to share.

So proud of herself - got dressed all by herself.  My rainbow 

Swinging sisters ♥ Lily has moved onto the big girl swing. 

Grabbing at Momma's camera

Playing Dress up with T.

Sandbox fun - it's all fun and games until we take that diaper off

♥ summer dirty baby feet

Nothing like a snooze in the great outdoors

My lil' gardener

To top off my splendid day I went for a glorious run. I pounded out 30+ minutes of trail at Kiwanis park. I kept my breathing well in control and felt fantastic. I am stoked for Sunday's run!

Just Go The F*#! To Bed

My sweet child is testing my patience. She has been testing it every night for a few weeks now. We are smack dab in the middle of "Bedtime Battle". She is winning. The little girl who used to toddle herself to bed nightly, lay down without a peep and sleep until 8:00am, has been replaced. She has been replaced with a whining, screaming, conniving, excuse making, make me want to punch myself in the face as she yet again comes out of her my room. I thought it was bad when she ended up in our bed by 2:00 am, now she is starting in our bed. My nights are filled with little pokey arms and knees digging into my back. I am jolted from my slumber with the most Grating. Whining. Ever. This little 28lb creature hogs the blankets, takes up more room than an average male, breaths in my face and steals my spot every time I get up to tend to Miss Daisy. I go to sleep and dream of 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep. Alone.
Awhile ago I came across a link to a book that not only made me laugh but also made me feel so much better. A wave of realization washed over me as I accepted that we are not the only ones dealing with bedtime struggles. Also we are not the only ones that want to rip our hair out while running up and down the block yelling numerous cuss words.

This book takes a classic children's nighttime story and turns it into a children's book for grown-ups!

I am tempted to order it so I can give it to Miss Lily when she is struggling with her own children years from now. I guarantee she will struggle. I have already passed the "I hope you have 2 just like you" curse on to her.

Confession: When I oh so carefully sneak into bed, as to not wake the Gremlin (the fed after midnight kind, not the oh so cute kind), I stare at her adorable angelic face, stroke her hair and thank the stars above that I have these moments. 
~ The days are long but the years are short ~

"I'm going to touch...

Your boobies and say ticka ticka".
-Lily to me as a stepped out of the shower this morning.

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Run

I ran 25 minutes tonight. I ran 25 straight minutes and did not feel like I was going to die during or after. For some of you this may seem like a walk in the park. For those who struggle with cardio (okay, exercise in general) like I do, you know what a huge accomplishment this is.
I was the kid that spent more time trying to get out of gym class than I did participating in gym class. I struggle to run the dreaded "Endurance Run". One mile of pure hell around a hot dusty track. With every gasp of breath I fell farther behind the pack and probably walked at least a quarter of it. My only motivation was to not be the last to finish.
A couple months ago I decided I wanted to run. I dug my runners out of the closet, downloaded the Couch 2 5k app (amazing how an app can make everything more fun) and pepped myself up. I ordered a double jogging stroller and impatiently awaited on mother nature to get off her rag. Normally this wait would be enough time for me to talk myself out of it, but I didn't. I started week 1 day 1 with a smile on my face and new sports socks on my feet. I alternated 60 seconds of jogging with 90 seconds of walking for 20 minutes. I gasped and sputtered through those first few runs, but each week got easier. I persevered and I am now 4 days away from my first 5k race. I am nervous, excited, anxious, but most of all I'm proud.

I'm Back ...

Back in the blogging groove. ♪♫
Hats off to all you hard core bloggers. I officially suck at this blogging thing. I am sporadic a best. I really ahve no excuse. I spend a lot of time on the computer. Between my laptop and iPhone I am pretty much always "connected"
I have so much to say and catch up on but instead I am going to leave it at that and start fresh tomorrow ... or Friday.