Yet again, I’m finding myself catching up here on the blog after a longer-than-intended absence. Life’s been busy, in the best way possible, and although I’ve brainstormed plenty of posts I never seem to get around to typing them up. So in an effort to get back to consistent blogging, I’m sitting down for a few minutes to catch up with everything that’s been happening in the past month.
The big day has come and gone and I’ve officially crossed ‘half marathon’ off my bucket list. We couldn’t have asked for better weather and I actually enjoyed the run more than anticipated, although I’ll admit I slacked off on my training these last few weeks. My longest training run was 10 miles back at the beginning of September, and since then I’ve been doing sporadic 2-3 mile runs, usually with the stroller.
Going into 13 miles with only 10 under my belt was a little stressful, but what they say about race-day adrenaline proved true as I turned out my fastest run to date finishing in 2 hours 10 minutes. IF (and that’s a big if) I decide to conquer another half in the future, I will make sure to stick to a training schedule more closely to hopefully shave a few minutes off of that time!
Over the past month, my motto has been ‘consistency is more important than perfection’; both in running and in life. Now that I’ve got the big run behind me, I’m going to continue to practice that motto and stick to a consistent workout schedule whether it’s running, yoga, or strength training.
Not much to report on the food front, thus the lack of inspiring recipes on the blog. I find myself turning to many of the same staples week after week. When I do get the chance to make something fun, I try to snap a pic on Instagram. Follow me there for the good food-related stuff!
Although Annie’s still pretty small for most of our adventures, we’re having lots of fun packing our free time with fun little excursions. Last weekend we enjoyed a casual Saturday afternoon slurping oysters and sipping wine outside in the 80-degree weather, and this past Saturday we bundled up in the 60-degree temps for a few hours at a local farm doing all of the ‘fall’ things.
Two weeks ago we began dabbling with real food and it’s been a messy but entertaining ride so far. Feeding Annie deserves a whole separate post so I’ll save the details for that. In the meantime, she’s enjoyed bananas, rice cereal, sweet potatoes, apples and pickles (gross). We’re doing a hybrid-style of Baby Led Weaning, which simply means that sometimes she gets pieces of food to feed herself, and other times I mash up whatever she’s eating and use the spoon. Since she’s still getting all of her nutrition through milk, eating real food has just been a fun activity when time allows. I see us getting more serious about it closer to 6 months.
One last family-related update: we’ve made the decision to cut my working hours back to part-time, which means that I’ll be working in the office two days a week and will stay home to care for A.B. the remaining three. I’ve been juggling working in the office two days and from home three days, and to make a long story short, I didn’t feel that I was giving my job or Annie the attention that either deserved. A few wise women that I know have explained the situation well: working is a full-time job (40 hours a week), but raising a child is also a full-time job (and never ending). I’m so grateful we were able to come to this solution, and that I have the ability to continue contributing to our family’s income while also focusing on raising our child (and hopefully future children).
And I do want to add a little disclaimer: I know this can be a pretty sensitive topic! Talking about all parenting and family decisions can be really, really sensitive. Breastfeeding, formula, sleep training, food, tv, etc etc etc. Just because it’s best for our family to do things one way doesn’t mean that I think someone else is doing it wrong! Especially when it comes to working outside the home and choosing the best form of child care, you’re talking about big decisions, and I know that we’re all making the best decisions we can. Whether you’re a mom (or dad) who works outside the home, inside the home, or some crazy mix of both, you are awesome.
And while we’re on the topic of parenting, I can’t close out this post without taking a minute to reflect on the tragedy in Las Vegas last night. As I got ready for work this morning my eyes were glued to the news reports on TV. Annie was hanging out on our bed as she usually does while I’m getting ready, and I noticed that her eyes were also glued to the TV. It was easy to see why: the flashing blue and red lights, that I recognized as something so horrific, to her were just pretty flashing lights. As I watched on, heartbroken for the lives lost and countless more affected, she cooed and practiced her adorable baby screams while the lights continued to flash behind the reporters.
In that moment, the extreme weight of parenting washed over me.
How am I ever going to explain something like this to her? How do I tell her what those pretty flashing lights actually mean? How is it fair that I sat there squeezing my baby, knowing that in that crowd was a mother that will never see her baby again? How do I protect this child’s innocence in the reality of the word that we live in? How can I make sure that all she ever sees are pretty flashing lights?
I don’t know the answers to any of these questions. I’m not sure that there are answers to any of these questions.
For now, I’m just going to keep praying. Praying for Las Vegas. Praying for Texas, Florida, Puerto Rico. Praying for dear friends who need healing. Praying for our country that needs healing. Praying for the grace and strength to raise a child who will be a shining light in the world.