Mommy's Juice!: October 2013   

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

I Did It! Well I Sort of Did It....


Some of you may remember a very ambitious post I placed last year called "You Can't Run a Marathon" in which I announced the "marathon" I would be running this October. Well, I am happy to report back to you today that the marathon took place on Sunday and I DID IT!!!

Actually I didn't do the "marathon" itself, or the half marathon, or the relay marathon that I had committed to in the last post. But I did run! Just not very far. But I did get a medal! Just not the really cool one that the good runners got. But I did celebrate! Probably a little more than I deserved too.

After attempts last spring and early this summer to train for the upcoming event in which I was committing to seven miles I realized three things:
1. With two kids there isn't a lot of time to run long distances.
2. I don't actually enjoy running.
3. There was no f*#king way I was going to make it seven miles.

Luckily, before having to completely back out on my team the marathon organizers made an announcement that they would be adding on a "mini-marathon," at just 3.7 miles (a little over a 5k). THIS I CAN DO! I put the tennis shoes back on and off I went to make history (in my own mind).

The race was Sunday and I am happy to report that I did run the entire 3. 7 miles and actually had a BLAST! Over 15,000 people participated and the entire vibe was fantastic. As was the celebration beer I treated myself to afterwards.

But I think the best part of the entire day was when I called the family to let them know I survived. Jackson, my 5 year old hopped on the phone and very excitedly asked, "Mommy, did you win your race?" I replied yes, because let's face it, just crossing the finish line was winning for me, and heard him scream to the rest of the household, "Mommy did it, Mommy ran the race!!" I sure did baby! 

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Whatever Will I Do Today?

Have you ever woken up on a Saturday morning at say, oh 6:30am, to the sound of your children screaming at the top of their lungs, "MOMMMMMMYYYYYYY!!!" And after hearing that name that you have been given, the name that you likely hear around 9,999 times per day, you immediately grab the closest pillow and pull it over your head. Now as you lay half suffocating, in a place where the yells sound like whispers, "mommmyyyyyy," you remember a time when you didn't have to get up at 6:30am on a weekend morning. A time when 10am seemed like the appropriate hour to get out of bed. A time when after getting out of bed at 10am you didn't have to immediately run into your kitchen and start making breakfast for two tummies that are "SOOOOO HUNGRY!" No, you could get out of bed, make a cup of coffee, lay back down on the couch and think to yourself, "whatever will I do today?"

It's a pleasurable form of torture that I practice often on the weekend's. Taking just a few minutes to myself before answering to the calls of those hungry tummies to think, "what if I didn't have kids, whatever would I do today." Last week I made plans to go on a hike after my coffee to enjoy the fall colors. Not a 20 minute "kids" hike, but a real hike, spending hours alone in the peaceful wilderness. After hiking I'd meet a girlfriend for lunch, not lunch at McDonalds but at a real restaurant, somewhere that we can split a bottle of champagne while we leisurely gossip and laugh. Then I'd head back home where the hubby and I would spend the afternoon lying on the couch watching football, maybe even taking a little nap. Later we'd get all spruced up to join friends out for cocktails, or maybe even a party. Staying out late won't matter, we's have nothing to do the next morning.

"MOMMMMYYYYY," I hear, bringing me back to reality, "we are SOOOOOOO HUNGRY!!!" And so I leave my fantasty land and start the day that is destined to look a little more like this:
Feed the kids
Play soccer with the kids
Build the kids a fort
Break-up a fight b/t the kids on who is the king of the fort
Feed the kids again
Break-up a fight b/t the kids on whose sandwich is bigger
Take the kids to the park
Feed the kids again
Beg the kids to nap
Realize the kids aren't going to nap
Take the kids on a bike ride
Search all over the house for a bandaid for the kid that fell off their bike
Pretend to be a monster for the kids
Break-up a fight b/t the kids on who the monster should eat first
Read to the kids
Wash the kids
Feed the kids again
Argue with the kids over bedtime
Let the kids watch tv
Read to the kids
Beg the kids to sleep
Listen to the kids playing in their beds
Scream at the kids
Hear silence from the kids room
Realize I actually have a second to myself which I spend falling straight to sleep
Wake up, do it all over again.

Have a great weekend moms!