THREE WEEKS OUT
RECOVERY | ain't no thang, y'all. i'm fully recovered and feelin' fiiiiine...minus the intense sleep deprivation.
now i have zero excuse to not play horsey with kaye, or polish my hardwood floors on my hands and knees, or start paying closer attention to my personal hygiene. guh...who wants to deal with personal hygiene when there is unlimited garbage to watch on tv?
SLEEP | hit and miss, hit and miss. some nights girlfriend wants to nurse hourly and sometimes i have a hard time keeping her awake enough to get the job done.
the hard part is not waking up night after night providing for miss muffin. the hard part is trying to be quasi-functional the next day and still provide the patience my turtle deserves.
so with the lack of sleep and my patience shot...guess who gets my bad attitude? that hard-working farmer of mine. poor farmer.
but of course, there is a light at the end of the sleep-deprived tunnel. if sawyer is anything like her sister, we'll have her sleeping through the night here in a few months, napping like a champion in a few more months...and everyone will be ship shape and the dark circles under my eyes will be a distant memory.
NURSING | let's talk about nursing attire. i fully plan on dedicating an entire post the difficulty of finding a nice, complimentary nursing bra for a gal with giant tas (don't get me started). in the same breath i can't wait to share the GLORIOUS goodies i ordered from nordstrom. they put my poor target sleeping/nursing bras to shame. shame, i say.
as far as sawyer is concerned, i'm still nursing her on demand. this means she sometimes nurses every hour and sometimes every three. i'm giving her a few more weeks for her to figure out a more consistent schedule. if she doesn't manage that on her own, i will be gently helping her. and by gently i mean i will get her on a schedule that will fit nicely with her napping schedule.
can you tell i enjoy schedules?
i continue to obsess over my healthy boob watch. it will surely kill me if i have to deal with what i went through with kaye. (you can read about my troubles nursing kaye here and here.)
THE BOD | i thought long and hard and long and hard about this topic. should i post a post-preg bod picture?
sure. why not? i may even be able to muster up some motivation to take action on what i talk about in the workout section below.
at three weeks out i weigh exactly what i weighed before i got pregnant. 136 pounds. 136 pounds of squishy. and while i'm thankful that my pre-pregnancy clothing fits, i'm a far cry from "let's book a vay-cay to hawaii!"
i really want to focus on that pooch and firming up all the jiggle. and trust me...i've learned that only running will not address this. i'm going to have to get serious about what i put in my mouth and core exercises.
so...what core exercises kick your boo-tay? tell me your faves.
WORKOUTS | starting sometime this week i have high hopes getting my workouts started. i'm under no illusion that i'll probably only be able to squeeze in 30 minutes here and a few miles there, but it's going to feel great to start feeling stronger again.
also, i can honestly say i haven't worked on my core since before i was pregnant with kaye. friends...this did not leave me with a middle to be proud of. and i'm nearly positive the frosting/nutella/ice cream binges did not help anything.
i'm going to go pound-town some water...hydration is like practically a workout in and of itself.
SAWYER HIGHLIGHTS | umm...you would not believe how much she has grown. girlfriend weighed in at a petite 6 pounds 3 ounces at birth. she now weighs 8 pounds 6 ounces, and i swear she's grown a few inches. her long eyelashes are starting to darken and i so so hope she takes after he sister in that department. turtle-gal has the longest, thickest lashes.
KAYE HIGHLIGHTS | girlfriend continues to be such a good big sister. and by good big sister i mean she's only tried to land on sawyer's face once. kaye...she's quite spirited.
more highlights? kaye's language has gone crazy as of late. she's finally started linking words together and yammers on and on and on. sometimes i just say enthusiastically, "YES! WOW!" and that seems to appease her.
but most of the time i really try to understand what she's saying. i'd say between farmer and me, we understand her about 62.5% of the time. toddler-speak is hard.
i also believe this has a direct correlation with her fit throwing (obviously). the more we understand her, the fewer fits we're seeing, and i can't tell you how pleased this makes me.
LOW POINT | whomp whomp. corn harvest started so i had to say so long to the very best daddy/turtle-sitter ever.
as i said last week, he's been taking kaye every day and it was amazing. kaye loves her farmer and when he would bring her home at the end of the day she was always in the very best mood.
but now my farmer is logging millions of hours a day in the combine...so it's just the girls and me at the house...because lord knows i'm not brave enough to take them both out in public by myself. that sounds beyond terrifying.
we did manage to go visit our farmer in the combine, though. clearly one of us was underwhelmed.
three weeks. boom.